It is sunday and as I don't think I can make jam (like Hindeja apparently did today - cool!!) I decided to still take a bit of the day off and pack culture and adventure into it - however, as that meant doing a bit of biking to see whether I am even carved out for my rügen plans, I figured I need to first install my years ago free received bike computer during my bike-tourist-guide-passau-to-budapest-summer - of course the battery was empty so after I had managed to strap it to my bike (and yes, as with almost every piece of furniture in my apartment, also in this endeavor I got initially defeated by a pictogram in my 'I am smarter than that' attitude... but returning to my flat (3 flights of stairs) and with proper equipment and luck managed to get the mismatched parts apart again and had it all installed). Then to the station at Südkreuz for a new battery and finally around 2 off into the wild wild city. However, due to the time and the amount of action at Brandenburger Tor I decided to skip the exhibition at the Akademie der Künste which I had planned as a first stop and biked on through Unter den Linden and the south to Treptower Park to see the really impressive Sowjet Monument! From there through the park and passing by the defunct amusement park Spreewald which I had just read about this morning and thus biked around the areal because that is a truly cool sight - with the rotting joy-rides.... and then off to my actual destination: Müggelsee. It has a really great bikeroute around large parts of the lake, but unfortunately only tiny bits of shore or places where to actually access the lake most is woods and reeds. But still very nice. Spent about an hour on a runway for ships reading and relaxing my knees ... and then back through all of Sonnenallee and along the also defunct airport Tempelhof. Great tour but given my knee and exhaustion issues (and by tomorrow likely sore muscles and the inability to sit on my bike for days to come) ... I might have to reconsider Rügen... let's see.
If you want to check out the really cool route (though not absolutely accurate) - I tried to reconstruct it on google-maps (which hardly allows for through-park-biking... thus only approximately true.
Oh and my bike computer developed some funny attitudes after our little break at the lake, though without having had any contact with either water or sun ... because on the ride back I apparently oscillated between speeds of 43 to 79 ... I mean I admit that I am a ruthless and quick biker and can hardly accept anyone taking the lead or overtaking me ... but even in my best shape and with slight downhill conditions I will hardly even reach the 43 :) So maybe the 2 hours and 2,35 euros invested in getting it set up may have been wasted...
8/09/2009
8/05/2009
Don't Freudian psychologize my laughing dreams!
This is less a sharing than a form of note-to-self-diary entry... once again really establishing my status as 'bilkul pagal' (i.e. total weirdo) - because - as I did post on facebook, today I woke up too early (at 6.34) due to imagined stomach cramps (I was actually clasping my middle in my sleep-wake-up transition) which resulted from a very intense dreamed fit of laughter. What I did not share there was the dream that led to it ... that one I did write to Mika, because she totally gets me - but as she really appreciated the many-leveled humor, I might as well put it out there:
The dream was really (quite along the lines of Katharina's statement) postmodern in the 3-4 dimension remoteness from the 'fact'. Because I dreamed to be in a seminar (with people I do not know in real life but knew quite well there) where we analyzed (1. level) the presentation of the 2008 excursion to Western Canada (2. level and an event I could not possibly know as I could not attend) where the people recounted an event during said excursion at a library at a university before Vancouver (but not one we visited - btw 3. level - excursion itself), where we saw a movie of the funeral of Princess Diana and Dodi (together in one funeral - and, of course, a fact that never happened during said excursion and 4. level if you will). So weirdness galore already. But multilayeredness seems natural in dreams and my life so thats not where the giggles come from.
However on the screen (in screen) we saw the coffins being rolled in, and they were covered in flowers, red roses mostly, his coffin was decidedly darker than hers. But amidst all the flowers on both coffins were large yummy commemoration cakes - his was a sinfully looking dark chocolate covered one with exquisite designs, hers was absurdly enough in an 'open-book' shape and covered in creme-colored marzipan and with a large 50 on top (for whatever reasons). And a priest started circling the coffins spreading incense and sprinkling holy water - and my friend with whom I shared the last row in said seminar room muttered: 'Great, now who is gonna want to eat them!' And despite, the of course, very sober ambiance we looked at each other and started to uncontrollably giggle (because whenever we thought we mastered it, the cakes just reappeared in close ups on the screens) ... until it shook me awake. (and due to the fun we had I also was very reluctant to let go and really open my eyes, only my tummy really started to hurt - in the dream).
You see - the weirdo award of the day was justly earned by me and that too, before most of you were even awake :)
In addition, of course, I just love the idea of strapping commemoration cakes to coffins and should maybe communicate this to my brother (who just took over our undertaker's business - nice wordplay btw) as a new marketing thing.
The dream was really (quite along the lines of Katharina's statement) postmodern in the 3-4 dimension remoteness from the 'fact'. Because I dreamed to be in a seminar (with people I do not know in real life but knew quite well there) where we analyzed (1. level) the presentation of the 2008 excursion to Western Canada (2. level and an event I could not possibly know as I could not attend) where the people recounted an event during said excursion at a library at a university before Vancouver (but not one we visited - btw 3. level - excursion itself), where we saw a movie of the funeral of Princess Diana and Dodi (together in one funeral - and, of course, a fact that never happened during said excursion and 4. level if you will). So weirdness galore already. But multilayeredness seems natural in dreams and my life so thats not where the giggles come from.
However on the screen (in screen) we saw the coffins being rolled in, and they were covered in flowers, red roses mostly, his coffin was decidedly darker than hers. But amidst all the flowers on both coffins were large yummy commemoration cakes - his was a sinfully looking dark chocolate covered one with exquisite designs, hers was absurdly enough in an 'open-book' shape and covered in creme-colored marzipan and with a large 50 on top (for whatever reasons). And a priest started circling the coffins spreading incense and sprinkling holy water - and my friend with whom I shared the last row in said seminar room muttered: 'Great, now who is gonna want to eat them!' And despite, the of course, very sober ambiance we looked at each other and started to uncontrollably giggle (because whenever we thought we mastered it, the cakes just reappeared in close ups on the screens) ... until it shook me awake. (and due to the fun we had I also was very reluctant to let go and really open my eyes, only my tummy really started to hurt - in the dream).
You see - the weirdo award of the day was justly earned by me and that too, before most of you were even awake :)
In addition, of course, I just love the idea of strapping commemoration cakes to coffins and should maybe communicate this to my brother (who just took over our undertaker's business - nice wordplay btw) as a new marketing thing.
8/04/2009
devising rewards for deeds far from accomplished...
sometimes being future oriented and forward looking might just be a way of avoiding work - which gets even more absurd if the time not spent on work is spent on planning the ultimate reward one is going to gift oneself once the work not-in-progress will be accomplished ... the actions of a really twisted character...
so yes, I have not written a word today (as of yet, the night is young *hüstel*) but came up with the perfect reward and hopefully affordable holiday: mit dem rad nach rügen! a mere 300 km north of Berlin means two days of biking to reach the beach - 1-2 days there and then depending on how hard the biking up there proved to be home either by train (if exhausted) or via a detour along the sea and home closer to the Polish border, if it proves to be rather nice (3 days of biking). The challenges (aside of cost) will be how to limit luggage (i.e. not take the laptop and still be able to recharge my ipod) and to get cheap bike-bags so I do not have to carry an overweight backpack... and, of course, the weather and the wind which is said to possibly be fierce due to the countryside's flatness... but at the same time: adventures galore! (I hope) ... oh and get the bike into shape (while same is, naturally, not necessary for the body, as there is shape in abundance already...). Anything I forgot? Ah, yes, get a google-maps printout or maybe even a real street map ;)
so yes, I have not written a word today (as of yet, the night is young *hüstel*) but came up with the perfect reward and hopefully affordable holiday: mit dem rad nach rügen! a mere 300 km north of Berlin means two days of biking to reach the beach - 1-2 days there and then depending on how hard the biking up there proved to be home either by train (if exhausted) or via a detour along the sea and home closer to the Polish border, if it proves to be rather nice (3 days of biking). The challenges (aside of cost) will be how to limit luggage (i.e. not take the laptop and still be able to recharge my ipod) and to get cheap bike-bags so I do not have to carry an overweight backpack... and, of course, the weather and the wind which is said to possibly be fierce due to the countryside's flatness... but at the same time: adventures galore! (I hope) ... oh and get the bike into shape (while same is, naturally, not necessary for the body, as there is shape in abundance already...). Anything I forgot? Ah, yes, get a google-maps printout or maybe even a real street map ;)
die wunderbare welt der tiere...
sitting at my desk (no, don't worry, not working, of course, not!) I am all amazement at a not so little lady bug - because he is struggling to get outside, being trapped between my two windows. A sad matter as such - the amazing thing, however is, that I never ever opened either one side of these windows - not only because they are painted shut (thanks to my maintenance guy who closed them before the paint had dried) but also because the position and hight of my desk does not allow it - and the balcony door right beside it offers enough of fresh-air-inlets - so until now this fact had not seemed to be at the disadvantage of anything or anyone .... until the lady bug .... but not only am I in no position to rescue it - the more interesting aspect would be: how the .... did that creature get there in the first place?!?? I mean I know of other tiny insectuous creatures who apparently live in walls and make their way into human living areas especially if they find them cleaned on only irregular basis.... but a ladybug - honestly? and although my windows are old, last winter I did not have the feeling that they were that utterly untight .... and to close on a note on relativity and perspective: while a ladybug may seem to be quite small - seeing it trapped between closed windows that appear tight all around, it looks huge in comparison to possibly gaps there might be to crawl in or out ...
and as we are on small animals already: I made a host of ants experience a storm on a cloudless sunny day yesterday - because upon exiting the library they had made a second cover to the frame of my bike (which is always parked underneath trees that continue to drip sweet stuff I have to swipe from my seat every morning) - and as they were too many to rescue and i am not particularly given to pity towards creatures of less than 10 cm body length (or plants of any size) I just biked off at my usual speed and miraculously must have lost them all on the way, as the frame was clear of creatures when put into park position at home ...
and as we are on small animals already: I made a host of ants experience a storm on a cloudless sunny day yesterday - because upon exiting the library they had made a second cover to the frame of my bike (which is always parked underneath trees that continue to drip sweet stuff I have to swipe from my seat every morning) - and as they were too many to rescue and i am not particularly given to pity towards creatures of less than 10 cm body length (or plants of any size) I just biked off at my usual speed and miraculously must have lost them all on the way, as the frame was clear of creatures when put into park position at home ...
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