[hə`ləu `AfrIkE]

Uff, it's so warm and humid in here, the heat-wave came from the South, the air is so thick, atmosphere extremely close, and one has an impression that the air is compressed! I can barely move! It’s 4 p.m., ambient temperature reaches 36 degrees (!) and gosh I'm afraid that my blood going to boil. Fell so oddly, like a flat balloon!

Hello Africa!

(Yeah, I've known that finally I'll find something on Mallorca to complain about ^^)

Curiosity Killed The Cat

Matter of Taste

Somebody asked me today how does my home taste like. And even though she wanted to know what we usually eat for dinner, it made me think for a little while. So there is an answer: my home has a flavor of my mom’s yeast cake and stewed cherries. And homemade smoked sausages. Oh, and “the doves” obviously (but just from time to time, for Very Special Occasions!).
I do not know much about yours’ homes, but as for me your countries taste as well, Australia with Kate’s damper, the US with a bread pudding with raspberries, Spain with amazing egg & potatoes omelet and lemon thingy, Denmark with this fishy something in the shape of crockets, Germany- potatoes salad, Lithuania with smoked pigs’ ears, Portugal- spinach, Romania- boiled cabbage, Italy- Pasta (quite obvious, but one Sardinian girl showed me that there are at least 239 ways of preparing and 154 ways of consuming it!), England- doughnuts ( yes, in plural, one is not sufficient!).


(Jaja, the gourmet)

I'm a Lady

It's so fabulous to be myself. I just simply love it. And I want to say it loudly: I like my body, I adore my (lack of ^^) voice, all asymmetries I hold, every single kilogram (btw, I'll never use the phrase "redundant kilograms" again!), the way I'm walking and smiling.
It may look like a really trivial post, some kind of self-admiration, but guys, why not?!
Honestly, I've never done it before, so please do not consider the post as a manifestation of vanity, but as a first step in constructing my self-confidence (which actually I've never possessed).
Just wanted to give a try to the self-glorification, coz...
I AM A LADY.

(xoxo for Julia)

Like a bird!

As far as I'm not keen on flying (oh it makes me feel so uncomfortable, there just two things I enjoy: when stewardesses show the safety code and the feeling in my stomach when a plane rises up, butterflies!) I decided to broaden my knowledge about planes and all this stuff. and.. and it's so exciting! today I've spent 3 hours serching the Internet for pictures, facts and curious details related to air liners. Do you know that the process of designing one machine takes at least 5 years? and that there are more than 1000 tests conducted before the plane is allowed to be mass-produced? and there are detailed inspections every few months? and... and... but even bird sometimes falls down.

10 things I like about Mallorca

1. Sunny nights! (yes, its possible!)

2. the countryside: soil is bloody-red! and specific "molinos" (windmills)

3. People! "Hola guapa" ^^( yeah, it feeds my vanity!) and the "mañana" (= tomorrow) attitude.

4. there are more than 17 shades of green colour

5. the open-air cinema, every night, 10 p.m., Parc de la Mar

6. Tapas, tapas, tapas! (= characteristic Spanish snacks)

7. Narrow streets and the way Spaniards are driving. Crazy!

8. Small houses in the sand colour with blue-and-green-and-yellow shutters.

9. Cats, cats, cats, everywhere.

10. An uncommon combination of sea and mountains, which run into one another.

I taste better

Long time no see, huh? At least I have a good excuse, Spain is incredibly absorbing and so different from what I've experienced so far that it's really hard to focus. I'm curious about every following day, every new person I'm going to meet, and every new Spanish word I'm going to memorize.

I think that my life in here is more... distinct and flavorful and at the same time is soul-stirring. In other words, it tastes better... I TASTE BETTER.