Costin-Ciprian MÎGLAN

Last ski this season happened Saturday, in the middle of April. The snow was very good until 01:00-02:00 PM. After this it became like the watermelon in mid September…:). Probably not the best comparison but you got the picture.

We didn’t see the ferocious Icelandic cloud. Anyway it would have probably felt like Bucharest…so we didn’t loose much. The only ashes we saw were on our great “mici” which were made by a dubious man. But…surviving till now (Tuesday), I guess we will have to thank that man for the great antibodies…:). We manage to close the ski day with a fabulous 15 minutes of sleep on a table waiting for the telecabin.

Enough with ski part… Let me tell what happened yesterday night (Monday). I was returning home from a late work and home made chocolate session. As it was pretty ...

Spring…one of the best seasons of the year…besides summer, autumn and winter…:)… So it has come and the whole nature returned to life…bla bla bla (you know the rest)…

The last weekend from March was settled to be first weekend this year without skiing activities. Eleven persons, forming a multiethnic group (with Richard from Austria and Vali from Militari…:P…), begun the ascend (with the telestuff) to the Garbova House in Predeal around 10-12 PM. The exact hour is missing because everyone was too tired at that moment to remember. We had to wake up at 05:30 AM not to get caught in the traffic (brilliant idea)…:)… And it’s a little frustrating after sleeping only 2-3 hours before…but the Sun Glass Party & Comandante is another story. Anyway let’s return to our story. The telesomething took us to a point ...

Austria is probably the most civilized country I have visited till now. Everything that you have heard about it it’s true…even the bad things…:). We went there for the skiing adventure but…they have their ways of getting your money. That’s how I ended spending X00 Euros (because may mother may read this and she will start “the talk”…:)…).

Good things…

The ski is phenomenal. Kaprun, Zell am See and the Kitzsteinhorn Glacer are the three regions where we skied. The many kilometers of slopes or enough for 6 days of unboring ski.

The sausages are great. And they have a wide variety. Needles to say that my favorite was kasekrainer (for those who don’t know…it has cheese in it!!!...).

ciprian - Mar 19, 2010

Thursday - 07:45 PM – Tineretului Subway Station.

This was the rendezvous point for the AIR concert. Ioana, one of the ladies of the group, tricked us and didn’t show. Never trust the women. They are the reason we don’t live in Heaven anymore…:)… Just joking as she a good alibi…:P.

                - 08:00 PM – Polivalenta Hall.

The gates were closed. A concert which was supposed to start and at which we could have entered since 07:00 PM (according to the ticket) had its gates closed and we all sat as a big heard at the entrance.

ciprian - Feb 19, 2010

Last hweekend hwas ha long hawaited hweekend. It hwas the hweekend hof the Miss Piranda. Hyes the gypsy “show”…something that had to be done, hand being hon hour hagenda for quite some time. Hin horder to celebrate the great joy this spectacular show hwould bring to hus hwe decided to do something special hand dress properly. Because hwe hwere short time hand ha trip to Heuropa hwas hout hof the question, hwe decided to go to the hother place, beside hIDM, hwhere hwe can find shirts hwith dragons hand hother cocalar drawings. Kenvelo didn’t let hus down!...:)… Just himagine hwhat the sellers thought seeing three men leaving the store dressed the same…:P. Vali hwas the most hinterested hof this show…this happens hwhen hyou have good friends hand hyour birthday his haround the daet hof the show…;).

Haround 5 PM hwe harrived hat the Sala Polivalenta, the ...

2009…the most interesting year of my life!

- This was the year when I lived the best moments of my life…:)…which I will always remember…and also the worst…:(… which I desperately want to forget… During this year I found the thing that I was looking for quite some time. Unfortunately, this was also the year when I lost it. Probably I didn’t know how to keep it or… Anyway it is the way things work in our society and not all of them makes us happy…

- This was the year when I made a lot of friends from different countries…:)… Roland, Vali, Marco, Sophie, Ioana, Cosmo, Sophie, Typhaine, Jean, Martina, Rachel, Jana…just to mention some names…:)…

- This was the year when I attended a lot of concerts…and all sorts ...

Christmas… For me, this is the most magical time of the year. In fact the whole month of December is extraordinary. It has always been and it will continue to be. This is the period when I truly believe in miracles. I am not crazy…:)…but I know Santa exists…somewhere. I can give you many examples from the past…happenings that I won’t trade for anything… This is the time when I really like living every moment and feel like in a fairytale, detached from the real life and the problems concerning this. It is just the Christmas spirit…

This year seems to be a little different…everything. It’s not because I’m older…it’s just that I don’t feel the same Christmas spirit. I have a feeling that Santa won’t bring me what I asked for…and it was not a Porsche…:)…it was just something that it is not very hard to do… Anyway…I will still keep a very ...

Wednesday.

We had to present a project at school. We should have finished presenting at 6:20 PM, but due to some “problems” we presented with a delay of 3 hours and 40 minutes. During this time we organized ourselves as a team and made a project. After the presentation, which went really well, Caru cu Bere was the next destination. It was last Marco’s Caru cu Bere… A very nice meal and a very interesting fact at the end…when for 400 lei we left only 6 lei as tip…true gypsies!!!...:). After Caru cu Bere we wanted to do something really nice for Marco. We wanted to make him to feel like a wiseguy(cocalar in Romanian). We took him to Twice. It worked!!!...:).

Tuesday.

Just a quiet Ota…Marco’s last Ota…and a nice(probably the best) mojito…and soup…:).

Friday

Saturday was Marco’s last big party from his journey here in Bucharest. He will leave. Others left too, returning to their home countries. No need to say that you will be missed great friend. You were the only Swedish gypsy I knew…:)…mais pas un jitan typical…un jitan d’action…:))… You will probably miss all the wild parties from Vama Veche…the smell of sheep from the ZZ concert…and the other stupid/great stuff you done with all of us…  

The party was really great. All the people were present. France, Belgium, Romania, Spain, Serbia, Czech Republic, Ukraine, Germany, Latvia and Estonia were the countries present at this reunion for the big blond. Red/white wine, beer and vodka were the stars, beside Marco of course, of this party…:). I have to make a confession. Saturday night was the night of the Old Niculae (great translation, isn’t ...

The last weeks were pretty rough for me but I managed to survive…more or less intact. During this time I also had good moments like bicycle riding, the Byron, Amorphis, Yann Tiersen and Jon Lord concerts, the intercultural parties and the birth of the great ideas that will get us out of poverty. Oh…and not to forget the ZZ TOP concert where we did one the craziest things during our existence. You have probably seen the pictures and you know the way we looked. Some of you may not now one important fact. The beards were made from hemp and we smelled…like sheep… :). So…we made quite an impression!

It’s fun doing all sorts of things and having a very active life…but at the end of day there is something missing…probably the most important ...

Goodbye Typhaine and Sophie…Romania will miss you…and you will miss Romania…

The first Tif Fest(Tif = goodbye party for Typhaine) started on Saturday. It was an intercultural mix: French, Romanians, Germans, Belgians and…Brazilians. We had really good food cooked by Typhaine, Sophie and others... Oh…and of course, I almost forgot, Roland. His onion pie made quite a sensation…:). The moments of delivering gifts and receiving hugs were present throughout the whole party.

After a while, the party moved to B52. There, the party animals, within us, took the place of the shy people that we all are…:). After the clubbing ...

Day1…The great trip started Friday 31st at 6 PM when we gathered at Cora. Five “men” in one car…:). Our first checkpoint was Bals, my hometown for those who didn’t know. We arrived after two stops, Pitesti and Slatina. It took us one hour to finish the long awaited meal…:). It was already Saturday the moment we left this great town.

Day2…We were still on the road. Near the border we encountered a taxi car left in the middle of road. It was involved in an accident that almost took it in the Danube. We arrived in Vrsac in the morning. After a two hours sleep we headed towards Novi Sad. Before reaching Novi Sad we had to pass through Zrenjanin. This was the perfect moment to make a flat…:). After changing the wheel and finding a ...