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... these huge distances!) around without looking at our maps, encountering famous landmarks by chance rather than by design. Minsk is actually pretty pretty, but it's not really a city to go around in on foot. And it's an even worse place to sit down in for a coffee. First of all, you can't hear yourself think with all that loud traffic. Secondly, Belarussians smoke like chimneys, especially when having a drink. And thirdly, they don't really ...
... terms of time it would be (i'll practically have to sleep less to manage additional studies of music). First step's already done: i've found me a teacher! She will helpme with the violin whie i'll return her the favour giving her english lessons! :)
It's high time i allowed my head to switch off and went to bed. The morning is going to be fabulous: the french methodologie lecture at CFB and my first violin lesson afrerwards!
... 1) the final decission whether i'm doing sparring in the EU Cup will directly depend on my health stare (Kim said that a few days ago)
(2) now prepare for technics only, not makingany predictions about my fighting participation.
(3) drink more water/
(4) not spill the energy onstressing situation: 30 minutes of staying nervous leads to fainting in the gym, or exhaustion, which is almost the same in my case.
(5) do not try and do ...
... as I’m normal looking (no comments, please) and clearly not an obsessed fan. Order a cappuccino and sit in comfy lobby chair facing the scenic lifts. Sure enough, Depeche Mode ascend. The lead singer looks at me and I look at him thinking to myself Marc Almond’s aged a bit and singing the tune to Tainted Love in my head. Except, I'm confused. It’s not Marc Almond and they didn’t sing Tainted Love…..that was Soft Cell….as I read on ...
... Minsk too there were an abundance of color and banners and almost every store had a poster in its window to celebrate the day. It was neat to be somewhere where there was something big enough to transcend borders, and it reminded me of being in Ukraine and Moldova during the Euro2012. In every city – Kiev, Chisinau, Lviv – there were banners and fan zones and molded shrubberies that remained even after the tournament was over.
I said earlier that visiting ...