The return on blog

Hi! For a long time I missed from here ... But from now I will try to put some thoughts on my blog, to say some of my impressions as a "new traveler" by chance which has offered me to help people :)

All my childhood I traveled  a lot with train... To my grandparents at countryside (in Oravita area of my sweet Banat) ... The trip not very pleasant:  get-up early in the morning to get the train. To stop at the middle of the trip for changing the train... For a kid, to get-up from a sweet sleep, not a good idea. My parents seems that they had hard times: two little kids, luggages, food and water  and so on. No car, unfortunately. But there, at countryside I liked. Yes, even that the conditions was not as in a town. I went often with my grandma to trips from the village to the market of Oravita. She had vegetables and fruits to sell. Natural, from the garden.

The road went through the field. Nature was following me... I played. I run. I enjoyed. In Summer times. Probably I remember this because I enjoyed :) I started to love nature. To appreciate what we have...

Sursa foto

Sometimes we traveled to opposite direction: in Timis county. The same: old trains , get-up early... But Buzias, I remember as a lovely place... My old aunts (with german origins) had in their yard huge trees. A lot of lounge chairs under those trees. The birds playing in trees making noise :) In the mornings I remember the coffee: for kids - an inka coffee with so good taste!

And the garden was great! I lot of raspberries and other fruits. In Buzias is a good place for apricot trees (in my actual garden I couldn't have...). Imagine apricot marmelade on a fresh bread, with a cup of milk or inka !

Imagine a walk in the park... The Dendrologic park of Buzias. Old as an sanctuary.

So ,  lovely impressions about my childhood trips... In my memory remain the good ones. The bad were forgotten, normally.

Lately I walked in new areas, impressive lands! I tried a new opportunity of my life. To see, to help, to live occasionally in another country... A lovely one.

I will post here photos and impressions from Graz area of Austria and it's neighborhoods. A place full of joy and beauty! No worried people as in my town. The people are happy. In Resita people started to be more angry, more uncertain of the future. As in all over Romania. Unfortunately.  So, let's start :)

    When  I arrived in this lovely country I noticed that:

TRANQUILITY ! Is the name for this land... This is at countryside. Not in town. 

Imagine that you see this from your window of the house ! 
This is real :) 
In every season I think is the same beauty!






In a town is like this: 

or this :

Graz

Graz

Graz

Graz by the car

Still, in Steinberg area is much beautiful. Just see it for yourself by my "walk-memories" :)

So, which is most beautiful ? Both... But the green land is the most lovely and full of inspiration !
I hope you enjoyed my photos as I did :)

Have an awesome weekend, friends! 
Va urez un sfarsit de saptamana linistit!

Routes

Promises

         I start in English… Why? I don’t know exactly, but now I am feeling much closer by that sweet language, even if I do not know at perfection. ..

Yesterday someone ask me how long I know English. Since all my life… I was in the second class, at  7 years when I started to study English at school. Her resemblance with  German helped me a lot. My kindergarten was in German, as a little Romanian-German as I was. A blond angel with golden curls. I wish I can see myself in that time laughing in a video…

        So, for  the next years the languages used by me was Romanian at home (my native l. :) ) and English at school, at classes, twice a week, as we do here. Later, the French. German was forbidden in house by my father. When you do not speak a language do not ban it, please. In secret I talked with mom and my brother, sometimes. My grandmother and my aunts, uncles talked too. The link which kept me knowing it was the recipes in German which I used to translate for myself in a little "recipe book". And I read some magazines about life from all the Europe: kings and princesses, castles, shops. Beauty of another world.  These magazines came to us not by mail… but through our “kind” relatives from Abroad  which after Revolution forgot us… Romanian forget often from where they left at the beginning… The world is changing all time.

          I wanted to tell today about something nice: do you keep your promises? I do. And  I promised myself that at a moment  I‘ll be travelling and see beautiful houses as in magazines.  In my student life , the money didn’t  allowed me to make trips. Later , I worked, but the money was in the same as my student life… Engineering is not a good job here. Unless you are a man or “a boss”.  But I have a home. I made a nice family and  I have a much valuable treasure: two beautiful and bright kids. I wish that at least they could see some of the world. Many of their colleagues from school travel  every holiday in other countries and tell  stories…  So, the solution is simple: to take a new job abroad. For a while, for “forever”, for how long it takes :)

           I had passport made for a trip to Yugoslavia (at that time -90's) and two trips to Budapest: for “business”. Not for visit. My mom needed to help her. We thought that I might go somewhere else too. Noooo. Expired. All our life we work for what? To keep a home, living from day to day. To make a holiday per year, a cheap one if is possible. Maybe one day I succeed to keep my promise… It must!

       She (a cute business  woman) told me that I have many advantages which I did not realized until now regarding work abroad: I don’t smoke, I can speak English (good), German (medium) and French (medium), I have driving license (not many woman have) etc. I'm not always trusting what others say, but give me strength and courage. And I tell more: I have a special Empathy to help people. And to understand some facts. Yesterday, like every day otherwise, I was in the situation to help someone. An old woman couldn't get down from the bus... Her age, illness, walking stick did not helped her a lot there...

Empathy is the capacity to recognize emotions that are being experienced by another sentient or fictional being. One may need to have a certain amount of empathy before being able to experience accurate sympathy or compassion. The English word was coined in 1909 by the psychologist Edward B. Titchener in an attempt to translate the German word "Einfühlungsvermögen", a new phenomenon explored at the end of 19th century mainly by philosopher Theodor Lipps. It was later re-translated into the German language as "Empathie", and is still in use there.

        I changed myself lately… Nature, kindness, love, I appreciate them more and I started to hate the stupidity, the hedonism of the leaders, the way they talk and react. Just now at TV thay tell about corruption and stealing money destinated for roads. We are “great”. That's why we have so "lovely" roads here. Time to change the channel :)

HELPING EACH OTHER

           I want to tell you a story. You know that I like very much crafts. One Sunday, my mom call me to say : at … TV it is a show about crafts and an exposition which will be in Resita with some special products. It was about European funding for collaboration between Romania and Serbia in traditions area. Started one year ago and now was the end. In papers it was not a promotion, not a word about this. The money went to “some” families. 

The things go like this… You are not in “target area” , you do not succeed. You are not in top, do not start anything... I wanted to create a little business. It was the time for me to travel and to find beauty in art. I abandoned it, like many other ideas. Too much work for nothing. A good angel opened my eyes.

          You know that in Resita there are a lot of free spaces when used to be shops, now empty… ? Many, too many places. There are properties of some “moguls” from here. Unfortunately, the future doesn’t look so good regarding this theme.

How is the situation in your town, my friends? The same as here? 

I hope not.

Greetings ! Good afternoon!