#3 The city i belong to
Some may say it’s becoming absurde always saying that i miss this and that. But truth is that since i have returned home from my Erasmus, i miss that place and i miss the people that i’ve known there very much.
Maybe i falled in love with a life that isn’t mine. Maybe i just got to find some time and let it all out in a short story, and not just from time to time in small pieces. Anyway until that day will come, since i’m far away from the sea and palms I’ll try looking more in my own backyard, because there’s plenty to see. For the begging, let’s have a look at Timisoara, which is the town i belong to.
I gathered some pictures from the internet to show you:
What you see above is the City Center and the Cathedral in the first picture together with the Union Square showing the Catholic Dome also part of the central zone and the City Center beautifuly covered in snow during winter time. The other pictures show the Central park, the Bega river, the Stadium, the Children’s park and the Park of Roses.
Some historical information about Timisoara: Timisoara is well known as Little Vien thanks to the architecture of it’s buildings. What few may know is that the architect that designed Vien, designed also Timisoara, that is why the architecture is very simillar even if it has been built at a smaller scale. Because of her many parks and flowers, it has been known also as the city of roses and it has gained her respectability by being the first city in Europe that used electricity for ilumination and the first city in Romania that had trams pulled by horses. Timisoara had and has her own beer factory since 1718 and there’s a lot more to discover. Feel free to come:)
#2 How dreams are made…
I still feel the sand on my skin. It’s touch is so gentle that i haven’t dared to wash it away. I’m starting to live a life that lived inside me for so long and fictional memories that lived only in imagination came to live under my eyes in one single day. A day i’ve been dreaming of for so long. I’m making huge steps out of my box, and i’m not willing to stop and look back.
I’m starting to lose the fear i was talking about in the past articles. Because i’ve already understood how much damage it can make and how it kept me locked in the house for 3 months. And all because of my wish to cross my own limits, ones that i’ve built alone without even thinking about it, just because i’ve heard about so many bad things happening around me.
Taking chances I’ve started making my dreams come true. For those who read my blog for the first time it may seem silly, I may seem to talk bullshit. But truth is that I’m like this, i enjoy the simple things in life: friendship, a smile, a good word at the right time, stories, sincerity etc. and i usualy don’t talk if i feel like i have nothing to say. Who cares my pocket is empty now if i still have sand in my shoes and the sound of the see in my ears. Yesterday was wonderful and i’ll make sure(and/or pray) it’s just the beggining.
#1 Dreams i’ve accomplished yesterday ?
1. I’ve always dreamed about a party on the beach: and yesterday it happend. A music festival took place on a beach at half an hour from here. Imagine a bunch of people of different languages getting organized and going there just to have fun. At this point it doesn’t matter how everybody understunds fun. I had fun just being there with the sea beside me and the sand under my feet.
2. I’ve been colecting memories from all over the world. Yes, i did. I have a poem that thanks to the nice people i meet yesterday it is now translated in 11 languages, and i’m not over yet.
3. I came home all by myself. Although it may seem ridiculous, for me it’s a step forward. I’m not so full of fear usualy, and it’s starts to be a bit annoying at some point not only for me but for others also. So last night i did it, I survived 😀