tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70132117917593692672024-03-13T22:37:41.076+01:00Havas Svájcban/ Szilvia in SwitzerlandHavashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-45221912327139799322010-11-23T01:46:00.002+01:002010-11-23T01:49:28.062+01:00Sway with me...<div>It always takes me ages to find this video... now i share it here :) </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/multv.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="520" height="390" flashvars="first_video_id=cactus125:video:2&base_uri=multiply.com&is_owned=1&security=2WggJ6Li97CKY6ysuouvUA" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Only you have that magic technique! ;)</div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-45452713094452015472010-02-15T22:39:00.003+01:002010-02-15T23:13:51.998+01:00The mathematical formula of happiness<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwEeQOdI/AAAAAAAABRk/GGb-y3OVvdY/s1600-h/P1090796.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwEeQOdI/AAAAAAAABRk/GGb-y3OVvdY/s320/P1090796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595454651611602" /></a><br /><br />I know it has been a long time :)<br />No excuse, just life was running with me :)<br />I dont even know the last time, i wrote here sth... <br /><br />I am reading a lot - actually, i was even thinking of opening an other blog - and there only writing about the books i read and the impacts, the thoughts. <br /><br />Well... where to start?<br />If you have'nt seen the movie from Nick Cassavetes - My sister's keeper - than you should defintily watch it!<br /><br />OMG!<br /><br />I read one of the review where they were mentioning Nick Cassavetes - as the living advertisement of Kleenex... <br /><br />Well... for sure, I was crying like an idiot while I was watching that movie. <br />From the 3rd minutes of the movie... during the whole time... <br />There were several parts, I had to watch again, as i missed it while i was crying like a baby.<br /><br />Than, I learnt, that this movie is based on the book from Jodi Picoult. <br />No need for more, I went to one of the nglish bookstores here, and wanted to buy it... <br />Then, i learnt, she has already written some other best sellers. <br /><br />Her novels are real page-turners, and also her style is to pick a moral question, which should be from the beginning very black and white... than she manages to twist the characters, the story lines, the relationships in a way, that it shadows everything grey... <br /><br />Amazing!<br />Now, I am reading her novel, titled Nineteen minutes. <br />It is about a teenage boy, who shooted 10 people in one of his schoolday. <br />No need to say, this book is full of surprises, and i am always trying to swallow back my tears... <br /><br />In this novel, i read an interesting thing: about the mathematical formula of happiness. <br />At that point, i had to stop to comb through this theory. I surfed a little bit on the net, and - as unbeliveable as it is - i found several different formulas. <br />Apperantly, scientists wants to put everything in equatation. <br />(I found also an article about a mathmatical formula of LOVE - this formula tried to modelize different scenarios of love - depending on how much emotion/romance is involved, also, running the logic in case of 1 mistress or even in case of more... Twisted minds...)<br /><br />Anyway,s back to the mathematical formula of happiness. <br /><br />The main ones: <br />H = R/E<br />That is: <br />Happiness = Reality / Expectations <br /><br />So, to increase one being happy, you need to either improve your present, or lower your expectations. :)<br /><br />Bulit by a similar logic: <br />H = R/N<br />Happiness = Resources / Needs <br /><br />Or: <br />H = S + C + V<br />Happiness = Biological set + Conditions + Voluntary activities <br /><br />Last: <br />Happiness = P + 5XE + 3XH<br /><br />For this, we need a simple paper and pen - you need to answer 4 simple question by scoring each according to how true is it for you: 1 - being not at all - 10 totally true for me <br /><br />1. Are you outgoing, energetic, flexible and open to change?<br />2. Do you have a positive outlook, bounce back quickly from setbacks and feel that you are in control of your life?<br />3. Are your basic life needs met, in relation to personal health, finance, safety, freedom of choice and sense of community?<br />4. Can you call on the support of people close to you, immerse yourself in what you are doing, meet your expectations and engage in activities that give you a sense of purpose?<br /><br />Than: <br />- add the score of the first 2 questions - the result will be "P"<br />- the 3rd question stands for "E"<br />- 4th one for "H"<br /><br />So, now, put the numbers there: <br />Happiness = P + 5XE + 3XH<br />Max is 100.<br /><br />What is your score? :) How happy are you?<br /><br />Btw... I dont know, if it is only me... but 5XE - i could read it as SEX ;)<br /><br />So here is my - very scientific formula - <br /><br />H = F + S + S + M <br /><br />Happines = Friends + Snow + Sun + Mountains ;)<br />Based on my last weekend - in France. <br />Oh boy! What a weekend! :)<br />More picture to come - once i also get them from the main organizer :)<br /><br />Stay tuned.. I feel more active for further notes :) <br /><br />bisous <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwxy7STI/AAAAAAAABR0/gYMoM9qEmFE/s1600-h/P1090756.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwxy7STI/AAAAAAAABR0/gYMoM9qEmFE/s320/P1090756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595466817915186" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwl1qjlI/AAAAAAAABRs/ur2ENCDzvss/s1600-h/P1090849.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/S3nFwl1qjlI/AAAAAAAABRs/ur2ENCDzvss/s320/P1090849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595463608176210" /></a>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-3107648331058460252009-11-08T01:31:00.003+01:002009-11-08T01:59:17.035+01:00OctoberOctober is always the worst - but still somehow the best - period during the year.<br />Let me explain.<br /><br />October is the busiest, we are closing the old fiscal year, and starting the new one. This means, we have to prepare for the sales letters to be released before end of November.<br />This year, however, we had an even more agressive readiness plan, countries have 3 weeks to release the letters to the sales force.<br /><br />On the other hand though, this rush, the stress, the ongoing movements, the long office hours (with ordering pizza in), the continous phonecalls, meetings, trackings, that's what it all makes it so great.<br />Ok, I am not saying that it is not awful, but i like it... i like it more comparing to the days when there is nothing good to do.<br /><br />So, work.<br />October is all about work.<br />I had my 4th contract started Noember. It was uncertain what i am going to do after December.<br /><br />I went to interiews, I got job offers, in poland, in Wien, in Ireland... not just from HP, but from companies outside...<br />There was also one quite good and serious in Geneva too...<br /><br />Everybody was suggesting me, i should just go for it, and leave HP behind...<br />Howev,er somehow, i just can not do that.<br />It is a love&hate relationship.<br />Sometimes I could just stand up and run away, leave my boss behind, and leave the whole thing in a deep shit... but who deosn't feel it from time to time at work?<br /><br />It is however strange, I admit, that they first can not offer me any position. Than - out of nowhere - exceptionally, I could get a contract for 2 months! 2 months!!! I am that idiot that i take it, so yes, i deserve what i get.<br />Than, they offered me a position in Poland!!???!!<br />In Poland?? I mean, why not than back in Hungary???<br />What's the difference?? Seriously... They thought I would take everything...<br /><br />Than, exactly on the same day when i had my extrnal interview, and it was obvious that they want me and i also liked them a lot, on exactly that day, my boss was telling me, that ever since he otld me there is no way i can stay with this team, he was devasteted, and he was so sad, so he was fighting for me, for me to stay... so i should be happy and grateful, that he was fighting for me a lot... as a headcount..<br /><br />ààààà<br /><br />so, those political games.. i dont like...<br />you are either good at what you do or not.<br />the rest is politics.. which.. unfortunatly.. part of the game.<br />So yes.. don't hate the players, hate the game...<br />but...<br />it is a vicious circle, the players determine the game...<br />aawhh<br /><br />anyways, if recent hirings happens.. than life will be very very strange at work..<br />And i keep on asking myself what did i do.. why did i deserve that?<br />If that is charma.. than i really should apologize for all my mistakes...<br /><br />But... bottomline is: I accepted the 2 year contract, I am happy. but also I think this is the minimun, and i think of it as an other chance, an opportunity to finish and accomplish my goals, why i came to switzerland at the first place. (hm. afterall, sth sticked out of those aiesec years... ;))<br /><br />Also, October was special, as my childhood friend (our friendship just turned 18.. ;)) and her boyfriend visited me :)<br />It was so good to see them.<br /><br />And you know, when you are spending lots of times with married people, you keep on thinking marriage is missing from your life, than when you are spending lots of times with single ones, you keep on thinking, partying is cool...anyways, so it was just great to see them together, couple. spenidng some really good time together... having fun, long discussions.. so yes, it was fun :)<br />Missed you Reka!!!! Can't wait for that hot wine... ;)<br /><br />Guess what... : Gruyeres... love that place ;)<br />I have been there like 6 times.. or more :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWLiGs8wI/AAAAAAAABQs/enCdrDEzksg/s1600-h/daviddal.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWLiGs8wI/AAAAAAAABQs/enCdrDEzksg/s320/daviddal.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401529190466777858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMkmZPaI/AAAAAAAABRM/hTwY8nC39_g/s1600-h/user_8531003_1255698262789_box.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMkmZPaI/AAAAAAAABRM/hTwY8nC39_g/s320/user_8531003_1255698262789_box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401529208316444066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMpnuA7I/AAAAAAAABRE/ipf6YbQQiaE/s1600-h/rekaval.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMpnuA7I/AAAAAAAABRE/ipf6YbQQiaE/s320/rekaval.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401529209664177074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMR0sUtI/AAAAAAAABQ8/2i3sk3obyNM/s1600-h/aniko%2Beszti%2Bedina.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMR0sUtI/AAAAAAAABQ8/2i3sk3obyNM/s320/aniko%2Beszti%2Bedina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401529203276141266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMAyRRWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/k5qiZAW7dPw/s1600-h/haromlabu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYWMAyRRWI/AAAAAAAABQ0/k5qiZAW7dPw/s320/haromlabu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401529198702576994" border="0" /></a>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-2738772084977273572009-11-08T01:11:00.004+01:002010-06-30T00:14:51.782+02:00September<span style="font-weight: bold;">Those lazy, hazy, crazy days of Summer...</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YuMGeW1N9EI&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YuMGeW1N9EI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Somehow, this is the song that pops in my mind about September...<br /><br />And of course <span style="font-weight: bold;">my mother's birthday </span><br />and the palinka festival at home ;)<br /><br />But still...<br />you wish the summer could always be here...<br /><br />But, during the autumn, we went to hiking, Zermatt, Gelmersee and other wonderful places in this amazing place - Switzerland... ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfz38cAI/AAAAAAAABQM/MPk0TfsPcqo/s1600-h/P1090115.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfz38cAI/AAAAAAAABQM/MPk0TfsPcqo/s320/P1090115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401521842252705794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPftbmcpI/AAAAAAAABQE/kwQ4Es2OVHY/s1600-h/P1090465.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPftbmcpI/AAAAAAAABQE/kwQ4Es2OVHY/s320/P1090465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401521840523211410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfZEIOlI/AAAAAAAABP8/9IhI_sAx53M/s1600-h/P1090385.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfZEIOlI/AAAAAAAABP8/9IhI_sAx53M/s320/P1090385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401521835056052818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfC9eitI/AAAAAAAABP0/9frbgUeWfb0/s1600-h/P1090319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPfC9eitI/AAAAAAAABP0/9frbgUeWfb0/s320/P1090319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401521829122575058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPez1YylI/AAAAAAAABPs/ddAMM5NXZ8A/s1600-h/P1090242.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYPez1YylI/AAAAAAAABPs/ddAMM5NXZ8A/s320/P1090242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401521825062111826" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-25193551001829974142009-11-07T23:48:00.004+01:002009-11-08T01:09:15.415+01:00August<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUJxU7FI/AAAAAAAABOs/U7VsSc-FQ9A/s1600-h/JD500203.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUJxU7FI/AAAAAAAABOs/U7VsSc-FQ9A/s320/JD500203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516144413961298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hahahaha ;)<br />August an other trip.. GREECE!<br />With my tripod stool! ;)<br />Love them!!! ;)<br /><br />I don't even know what can I say...<br />It started with a 1 hour delay at the airport...<br />but even before.. there were signs - bunch of signs- that this holiday is a bad idea...<br />As if we were playing with our charma...<br />Train - bus issues before traveling, accommodation in Crete (don't ask...), Saloniki instead of Athens, everything ,everything showed this holiday will be a disaster.<br /><br />But, of course, knowing 3 of us.. it is impossible.<br />We did have our downtimes, however, the whole week was just amazing.<br />Greece!<br />The sea, the whole adventure, the FOOD, Pavlos, the restaurant owner, Skiathos, above all Skiathos... it was amazing ;)<br />To sum up:<br />"Raise your hands... it's more fun that way"<br /><br />Despite of the break up&the change we all went through, best tripod ever...<br /><br />And hey, friends are those, who will bring the spade to dig, in case you want to hide something... but also friends are those, who tells you to stop if there is a slippery slope and you lost control! They are the real friends, because they want you to grow...<br />they might shock you at first by telling you the truth that deep down you knew as well, just somehow didn't want to realize, but later -if you are not that stubborn - you do realize who is right. ;)<br /><br />I do want to repeat it... ;)<br /><br />Can't wait for December, for an extended fivesome ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUhA8tuI/AAAAAAAABPE/B0y9qEJyQIc/s1600-h/IMG_3235.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUhA8tuI/AAAAAAAABPE/B0y9qEJyQIc/s320/IMG_3235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516150653499106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUZnS_HI/AAAAAAAABO8/JQFJ-1EPZvI/s1600-h/IMG_3147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUZnS_HI/AAAAAAAABO8/JQFJ-1EPZvI/s320/IMG_3147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516148666858610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUBN-zwI/AAAAAAAABO0/rvOLyaOgx20/s1600-h/img_3135.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKUBN-zwI/AAAAAAAABO0/rvOLyaOgx20/s320/img_3135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516142118227714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKU5ZWoKI/AAAAAAAABPM/l6bPuMyBjJM/s1600-h/img_3270a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYKU5ZWoKI/AAAAAAAABPM/l6bPuMyBjJM/s320/img_3270a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401516157198311586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcwkr0KI/AAAAAAAABPk/7Av9Gy7m4Wk/s1600-h/img_3239a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcwkr0KI/AAAAAAAABPk/7Av9Gy7m4Wk/s320/img_3239a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401517391780499618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcojRQPI/AAAAAAAABPc/G1oYXc-Q3kM/s1600-h/IMG_3191.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcojRQPI/AAAAAAAABPc/G1oYXc-Q3kM/s320/IMG_3191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401517389627080946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcbcKw3I/AAAAAAAABPU/6-sykoDlYiE/s1600-h/img_3144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvYLcbcKw3I/AAAAAAAABPU/6-sykoDlYiE/s320/img_3144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401517386107634546" border="0" /></a>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-8606376394148907232009-11-07T23:08:00.004+01:002009-11-07T23:47:47.355+01:00JulyHello, hello...<br /><br />Yes, I am sill alive.. i know i haven't been active for ... erhm... 4 months!!!<br /><br />Sorry for that.. really...<br />it was just summer time, than a little crisis, i had to get through, but now it is all settled, i am fine, just fine.<br />So, november Saurday night, and i am at home as a couchpotato.. even if my friends try to convince me to get my big ass out for a few drinks.. but there is no such a thing as "just for 1 drink...".<br /><br />so, instead, i can write until Megavideo lets me in again to watch Lie to me... (10 more minutes.. ;))<br /><br />July - was amazing...<br /><br />I went to TUNISIA!!!!<br /><br />It was sooo great! I really missed Julia, and it was soo great to see her, catch up on 7 months of dramas, funny and hialrious stories, gossips, work and everything. I missed that a lot.<br />And, of course, I needed that couple of days alone, out of Europe. ;)<br /><br />Arrived Thrusday night, went for the best choxcoale thing in Tunis, tried to talk a little, but some guy was hiting on us - Julia was extra cool - as usual, so it was fun ;)<br /><br />Than Friday, the girls went to work, I stayed at home a little, than decided to go to do some siteseeing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WGGxjUI/AAAAAAAABNs/aerbPf2YYcc/s1600-h/HPIM2071.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WGGxjUI/AAAAAAAABNs/aerbPf2YYcc/s320/HPIM2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491988534103362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well.. i felt like "Szucsi vagyok Dombovarrol"...<br />Like when a little girl from a village ends up in the capital, gets out of a taxi and looks up and around -. all surrounded by skyscrapers...<br />Only that in Tunis, I was surrounded by yellow cabs, arab people, arab culture.<br />Still it was fun.<br />Of course julia told me everybody goona ripp me off, as it is sooo bovious that i am a stupid naiv tourist, who doesn't even speak french... ;)<br />However, what they didn't know is... that i got trained in Morocco. ;)<br />I was acing so cool :)<br />at least that's what i thought... anyways..<br />unis was fun and i was nice.<br /><br />Than in the evening, we went for a party at Julia's friends place. (spanish/mexican/ gang - as always ;))<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WpqlgRI/AAAAAAAABN8/KL108ZRIGXo/s1600-h/HPIM2123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WpqlgRI/AAAAAAAABN8/KL108ZRIGXo/s320/HPIM2123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491998079549714" border="0" /></a><br />We were drinking, and playing "kings" (which I will never play again.. hahaha)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xj1W-CI/AAAAAAAABOc/KcfTAA3Mchw/s1600-h/HPIM2084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xj1W-CI/AAAAAAAABOc/KcfTAA3Mchw/s320/HPIM2084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401494659393845282" border="0" /></a><br />Than Saturday there was a foam party close to Tunis - the famous foamparty in Hammamet. Cool! :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0V4RpVhI/AAAAAAAABNk/C3KqNaFsMaA/s1600-h/foamparty7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0V4RpVhI/AAAAAAAABNk/C3KqNaFsMaA/s320/foamparty7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491984821605906" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0VjebQeI/AAAAAAAABNc/xaKrVZUISbE/s1600-h/foaamparty2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0VjebQeI/AAAAAAAABNc/xaKrVZUISbE/s320/foaamparty2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491979238064610" border="0" /></a><br />Sunday was just chilling and BBQ, farewell of some of the inerns. sad day ... :( But i got some of the insides of the inerns lives... and i just hope i didn't ruin J.'s reputation a lot ... i can't help, when ppl ask me about life in Geneva... :D<br /><br />And Monday went to Carthago and Sidi Bou Said. Beautiful.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xZdLkuI/AAAAAAAABOU/OS2cJNUoax8/s1600-h/HPIM2173.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xZdLkuI/AAAAAAAABOU/OS2cJNUoax8/s320/HPIM2173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401494656608080610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2x6d6RTI/AAAAAAAABOk/3HMgWwSZb_w/s1600-h/HPIM2161.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2x6d6RTI/AAAAAAAABOk/3HMgWwSZb_w/s320/HPIM2161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401494665469510962" border="0" /></a><br />It was great fun, and very very nice to see Julia again ;)<br /><br />Some - public - photos:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WSrIQiI/AAAAAAAABN0/wMuZq_nWFtE/s1600-h/HPIM2072.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX0WSrIQiI/AAAAAAAABN0/wMuZq_nWFtE/s320/HPIM2072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401491991907811874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xNl6WMI/AAAAAAAABOM/yfsQP1TfhQ4/s1600-h/HPIM2069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2xNl6WMI/AAAAAAAABOM/yfsQP1TfhQ4/s320/HPIM2069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401494653423474882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2w-eSElI/AAAAAAAABOE/E_Halj0yeNQ/s1600-h/HPIM2061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SvX2w-eSElI/AAAAAAAABOE/E_Halj0yeNQ/s320/HPIM2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401494649364943442" border="0" /></a>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-33759033937141044062009-07-27T22:29:00.002+02:002009-11-07T23:47:21.887+01:00Màshol nem lelsz hàzat, hazàt...It seems October is my date... it has been always a turning point for me.. don't get it...<br />anyways...<br /><br />I am on youtube... and Eszter showed me this song from Szandi - yes... that teenage girl from the 80'2-90's. Now she grew up, and tis song is just soo moving...<br /><br />"There are stilll bigger miracles then dreams waitnig for you..."<br /><br />"You could live anywhere, there is still magic,<br />but you could feel, it's only a beautiful delusion..."<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3haQrJAIJX4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3haQrJAIJX4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Képzeld, hogy szállhatsz,<br />és száz földet bejárhatsz…<br />Nincs társad más, csak a szél…<br />Képzeld, hogy szállhatsz,<br />és minden szépet láthatsz,<br />de a legszebb út hazatér…<br /><br />Várnak rád álmoknál nagyobb csodák,<br />fény vár az árnyak közt, ha szíved jól lát.<br />Várnak rád többen, mint kívánhatnád;<br />máshol nem lelsz házat, hazát.<br /><br />Refr.:<br />Élhetnél bárhol, van még varázs,<br />de éreznéd százszor: csak szép csalás.<br />Távolról visszatérnél, visszaálmodnál,<br />látnád, hogy több az otthon minden mámornál,<br />minden múlt bent él, bent fáj.<br />Hozzád bújt sok tél, sok nyár…<br /><br />Képzeld, hogy szállhatsz,<br />az ég ma téged választ.<br />Ha társad nincs, mennyit ér?<br />Képzeld, hogy szállhatsz,<br />fent megkapsz minden választ;<br />ahol indultál, ott a cél.<br /><br />Várnak rád álmoknál nagyobb csodák,<br />lesz út a kincsedhez, ha szíved jól lát.<br />Várnak rád jobban, mint kívánhatnád;<br />máshol nem lelsz házat, hazát…<br /><br />Refr.:<br />Élhetnél bárhol, van még varázs,<br />de éreznéd százszor: csak szép csalás.<br />Távolról visszatérnél, visszaálmodnál,<br />látnád, hogy több az otthon minden mámornál,<br />minden múlt bent él, bent fáj.<br />Hozzád bújt sok tél, sok nyár…Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-58914343644943583592009-06-21T19:32:00.003+02:002009-06-21T23:37:39.644+02:00Moroccan Odyssey<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N778w79I/AAAAAAAAAxM/pcmzjDHBIag/s1600-h/P1060873.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N778w79I/AAAAAAAAAxM/pcmzjDHBIag/s320/P1060873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349869468207083474" border="0" /></a><br />After a few months of planning, finally we managed to visit Morocco. Visit??!! One of the best vacations I had since a long long time. :)<br /><br />Planning - yes, everything started with the planning. First of all, we just wanted to go with Eszter for a weekend, to check Casablanca, go to the desert for camel trekking, than back to Geneva. However, 2 girsl in Africa... well... we decided we need a MAN... so asked Andras to join us. But of course for him, to have a look at the return of invest... it had to be extended from a long weekend to a 10 days excursion, visiting the imperial cities, and the ocean as well.<br />I have to sa,y after I saw the detailed agenda, with the budget in an excel.. i was like: No way... I am not going to get up before 9 on my vacation.. nooo waaay!!! But than the guys convinced me. :)<br />I will write down my experiences, and some suggestions for future visitors - as if there are sooo many people interested in this :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GyYhcnEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GbycYhOA1tE/s1600-h/classic-moroccan-odyssey-mo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GyYhcnEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GbycYhOA1tE/s320/classic-moroccan-odyssey-mo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349861607497047106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. day: Fying Geneva - Casablanca</span><br /><br />Who cares, that our airplane was: jet4you, a never heard charter company... who actually borrowed the airplane from hello! - from an also very well known swiss company.<br />The ticket was reasonably cheap, however, we could have got it cheaper, if we had bought the tickets a bit ealrier than March. The flight took 3 hours, and as we entered to a different timezone, overall it took only 1 hour.<br />At the Casablanca airport, we had to get some money. It is prohibited to have dirhams before. Well, it turned out, that it would have been better just using an ATM to get some cash, instead of exchanging swiss franc or euros.<br /><br />The taxi from Casablanca airport to Casablanca center was 300 MAD. We didn't even tried bargaining. Actually, we asked.. but they were very strong, and told us this is the general price at night.<br /><br />At Hotel Central in Casablanca, we hada really adventorous experience. The receptionist was high like a kite, than our room was dirty, musty and small... so we asked for a change, the one on the roof - at least, it was better ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. day Fez </span><br /><br />After we managed to rent a car, we were heading to Fez - to the city where the King is living, population is 1 million. Actually Fez has become a tourist destination in the recent years, which I can totally understand. It has soo much to offer.. and actually, we didn't see enough.<br /><br />As soon as we entered to the city, one big guy, wearing pink -shirt, on a small small scooter has just followed us -. started knocking on our car window, and shouted at us: "Hotel, hotel reservation". We tried to explain him that we already had a reservation, we don't need anything, only a guide.<br />Well, it turned out, he has a "brother", who actually speaks English, and he will show us around.<br />Well... yes.<br />Travelers or tourists? 0 -1 - definitly typicall stupid tourists. :)<br /><br />We ended up at the Hotel, he recommended, but no regret at all, the place was amazing! really beautiful treasure in Fez - New Fez.<br /><br />Actually, this shows, that even if you don't have hotel reservation beforehead, you can just go there and find something. It is pretty nice.<br /><br />Abdol - our guide was a young, 22-year old arabic, who was about to study medicine and become a brainsurgent. n the meantime, he was ahowing us the Medina in Fez. We could get lost in the souq, the closed market. The streets of Fez's Medina is part of the World's Heritage. It has 9000 streets, oftenblind ones... so it is really handy to have a guide. Though, it might be that when oyu enter to a shop with an official guide, the prices raise high, due to his commissions.<br /><br />Well.. we could not know everything. :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GyxWguXI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ykM87-iJq_E/s1600-h/P1060170.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GyxWguXI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ykM87-iJq_E/s320/P1060170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349861614162065778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In Fez, we also saw the leather district, and the factory where all those mosaique fontains are made. Really beautiful.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GzIlSheI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Uysi73qYnhY/s1600-h/P1060187.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GzIlSheI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Uysi73qYnhY/s320/P1060187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349861620398065122" border="0" /></a><br />In the evening, Abdol took us to a fantastic, finger-licking dinner. Copious Moroccan dinner!<br />Seriuolsy, only the starter would have been enough. ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J3V0_p1I/AAAAAAAAAv8/iPu-WAjKtx4/s1600-h/HPIM1941.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J3V0_p1I/AAAAAAAAAv8/iPu-WAjKtx4/s320/HPIM1941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349864991207958354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6Gz-lpNyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/_qp_Q163nrw/s1600-h/P1060176.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6Gz-lpNyI/AAAAAAAAAv0/_qp_Q163nrw/s320/P1060176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349861634895066914" border="0" /></a><br />During our stay in Fez, they had the prestigous music festival. It was fun walking around the people.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. day Middle Atlas - Fez - Merzouga -Erg Chebbi</span><br /><br />This 460 km was truly the best part of our trip. Maybe, because all the panorama was still new for us, or just simply because in the Middle Atlas, after each turn you could find different view ofthe environment: a hidden oazis, picturesque red stone mountains, palmeries, date trees, etc.<br />Ifrane, Ziz Valley really beautiful places. ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4HrKJ7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/F6YvZAwPJGM/s1600-h/P1060250.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4HrKJ7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/F6YvZAwPJGM/s320/P1060250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349865004588476338" border="0" /></a><br />Seriuosly, if we didn't have to hurry to catch our appointment with the barbar's for the camel trekking, we could have spent 1 night somewhere inbetween, just to truly enjoy the view and the way down to Merzouga. Actually, in Erg Chebbi, the guides were really nice and they were waiting for us, so we could stop for taking breathtaking photos.<br /><br />We stopped in Midelt - just to fresh up a little. Well, Midelt is really dangerous, and there is nothing to see/visit. We only stopped for a quick lunch, but already false stones were offered. Terrible. We literally had to fly for our lives. ;)<br /><br />In Merzouga, there is not much to see, that's why we went directly to Erg Chebbi. The people of the Hotel were really nice. Before Merzouga, there is a small - few km- offroad, we have to take, to reach the beginning of the desert. The hotel stuff came upfront to us, and we could follow the 4*4 witho our normal car. But there was no issue with that.<br /><br />Of course, all the people were really nice, they offered us mint tea, and we could fresh up a little, before our camel trekking.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GzVYXcII/AAAAAAAAAvs/1E_AkxnlswY/s1600-h/HPIM1967.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6GzVYXcII/AAAAAAAAAvs/1E_AkxnlswY/s320/HPIM1967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349861623833522306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh boy! The camel trekking was ok, fantastic to see Algeria, the yellow/orangish sand dunes, everything.<br /><br />But the best was, when after dinner, we went up to one of the dunes to see the stars, the moon, and we were scruching our toes into the Sahara, where the moon was shining, the sky was covered by millions of stars, amazing!<br /><br />To tell you the truth, it was a really moving part, I could feel an inner peace, and really it was a very great hour of my life. :) I was thinking a lot there... a good meditation place. :)<br /><br />We slept under the blue sky, and woke up at 5 to climb a bigger dune to watch the sunset for there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J39Dq3II/AAAAAAAAAwE/umqDn8z5-ZM/s1600-h/P1060384.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J39Dq3II/AAAAAAAAAwE/umqDn8z5-ZM/s320/P1060384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349865001738493058" border="0" /></a><br />Unfortunetly it was a bit cloudy and windy. But I still really enjoyed it. ;)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. day High Atlas - Merzouga - Tinerhir - Gorge Todra</span><br /><br />After returning from the desert, we could take a shower, and than after chilling at the hotel - mint tea and drums - we were heading to Tinerhir, to Gorge Todra.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4YBAgoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/AII4E-YH9t0/s1600-h/P1060435.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4YBAgoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/AII4E-YH9t0/s320/P1060435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349865008975086210" border="0" /></a><br />The way in the High Atlas was also really nice, but we expected much more, after saw Middle Atlas. Anyways, we arrived to our hotel in Tinerhir, and had a wonderful late lunch.<br />Unfortunatly, the weather was not that nice, so we couldn't start hiking in the Todra, only managed to visit the village.<br />Well... how shall I say that? The most agressive carpet sellers, really lots of small children begging for a <span style="font-style: italic;">stilo</span> or for anything else.. really .. not the best experience.<br /><br />Not to mention, that almost everybody felt sick... so... we didn't really do a lot.. just chilling and eating ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5. day Gorge Todra - Dades Valley - Oarzazate</span><br /><br />The next day we were up to some hiking. 4 hours hiking in Gorge Todra. This is a very good mountain to climb , also for professional climbers. For us, it was a nice hike, visiting a nomad family accepting the mint tea there, seeing a 14.member family living in a tent, not knowing how old the girl was, not knowing the time, the date, the month they were. Truly a different world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4km1CXI/AAAAAAAAAwc/srxy2DIDwsA/s1600-h/P1060476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6J4km1CXI/AAAAAAAAAwc/srxy2DIDwsA/s320/P1060476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349865012354943346" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After freshing up at the hotel, and having again a very luxuriant lunch, we were heading to Oarzazate.<br /><br />Before that we had a D-tour in the Dades Valley, in the Dades Gorge by car. Beautiful again, however, the hairpin bands made my day a little... ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MakOdCWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vFjUBBT4yEQ/s1600-h/P1060517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MakOdCWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/vFjUBBT4yEQ/s320/P1060517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349867795391514978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6. day Marrakesh - Ait Benhaddou </span><br /><br />The next day, we were heading towards Marrakesh. Before, we stopped in Ait Benhaddou - the palce that insipred several famous directors, for example the Gladiator were filmed here with Russel Crowe!!!<br />Well, I have to say the place is better in the guide books, but still worth visiting it. :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6O12d1N6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/pn6UyEunGjY/s1600-h/P1060525.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6O12d1N6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/pn6UyEunGjY/s320/P1060525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349870463167575970" border="0" /></a><br />Than we arrived to Marrakesh, where, unfortunatly Eva had to leave us, as she - as usual - had to go somewhere else.. actually to India for a business trip ;)<br /><br />This girl is just amazing!!! Full of energy and always on the roads!!! :P<br /><br />We managed to have a little look at the caotic central market of Marrakesh, and had a very good dinner again ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7. day Marrakesh </span><br /><br />Our accomodation was in the best Riad I think. The location was a bit dangerous, specially in the night, but after a couple of getting éost in the medina, we found it quiet easily. ;)<br />The owner is a morrocan woman with a german husband. ;) They are soo lovely and funny. :)<br /><br />The room was really a 5star, and the service was also great.<br />The best, is however the roof of the riad. What a night! :)<br /><br />Marrakesh is exactly as I imagined, full of people, full of caos, the central market with its 3 MAD freshly squeezed orange juice.. oh boy!! ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MaMQQlAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/A8gwF8xRdhg/s1600-h/IMG_1713.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MaMQQlAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/A8gwF8xRdhg/s320/IMG_1713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349867788956636162" border="0" /></a><br />All the sellers, with bargaining, and negotaiting, and nobody knows where Hungary is... ooooh boy!!! So much fun, so great!<br />We did some sightseeing trip and had lots of fun.<br /><br />Than, at the evening, we went out to a bar/club, had lots of fun, meet with local people. Really great. ;)<br /><br />And again... the roof of the riad.. is just... unreciteable ;)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8. day Marrakesh - Essaouria </span><br /><br />We left the car in Marrakesh, so after that we had to rely on public local transportation and taxis.<br /><br />Aslo, it meant, that we were finished with the traveling, it was all about chilling.<br /><br />During our way to Eassaouria, we had to stop, and we saw a really funny guy with his instrument, singing and enjoying himself. It weas hillarious!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6Ma7hC16I/AAAAAAAAAw8/isgkiV2AhLQ/s1600-h/P1060606.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6Ma7hC16I/AAAAAAAAAw8/isgkiV2AhLQ/s320/P1060606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349867801643505570" border="0" /></a><br />Essaouria is next to the ocean, and agin, Andras didn't really feel well, so we left only the 2 of us, with Eszter, visited the port, the beach, the medina. We met a local cool guy, who likes to be called Delphino. ;) You can imagine, a blackish guy, full of muscle, acting as if he is really the local god, very cool guy. ;)<br />But, hey, he was fun, but a bit childish, and gets pissed off easily... specially when things are not happening as he expected.<br /><br />But he dances well. ;)<br /><br />In the evening, we sent Andras to hammam, so he can enjoy it a little. The strong massage from a huge black guy helped him... apperantly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MbOs_EvI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nphIs1NesVc/s1600-h/P1060619.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MbOs_EvI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nphIs1NesVc/s320/P1060619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349867806793863922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9. day Essaouria - Villa </span><br /><br />The next day, we also went to a hammam... well... our experience were different than Andras'. But we also enjoyed it.<br />That's true, hammam is there for the arab women to wash, clean, and aslo clean thier souls. Still.. it was interesting to sit where the other women wher bruhing their teeth.. anyways, we dont talk about this.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MaaSeLkI/AAAAAAAAAws/XfPQsblP33A/s1600-h/IMG_1779.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6MaaSeLkI/AAAAAAAAAws/XfPQsblP33A/s320/IMG_1779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349867792724012610" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After this, we left our accommodation and went to a Villa.<br />Oh boy! That accommodation.. was just amazing!!!<br />Really beautiful, and a bit remote... offside of Essaouria, but still worth it.<br />The whole place were ours.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10. day Essaouria - Casablanca</span><br /><br />Than, we went back to Essaouria, had some chilling hours before our bus left to Casa.<br />So, we stayed in the beach, reading, chilling. ;)<br /><br />The way to CAsablanca were a hussle... 6-7 hours in the bus..oh boy...<br /><br />And agian, bakc to Casablance - we saw the medina, central market, etc.<br />But.. Casablanca is not that beautiful.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">11. day Casablanca - Geneva</span><br /><br />Our last day, we ran to visit the Hassan II. Mosque - a true masterpiece - amazing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8ZTPMuI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xAs65922QY8/s1600-h/P1060930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8ZTPMuI/AAAAAAAAAxc/xAs65922QY8/s320/P1060930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349869476085969634" border="0" /></a><br />Than again, we had to run to catch our plane to Geneva, it was amazing. Guess, who were the last one on the check-in??<br /><br />Seriously.. :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8Ky5l2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/drZUWCUTgFs/s1600-h/P1060999.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8Ky5l2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/drZUWCUTgFs/s320/P1060999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349869472192239458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">In Rick's Cafe: Travellers - Tourists: 0- 2!!!</span><br /><br /></div>Overall, our trip was adventoruos, we saw amazing things, ecepereinced the desert, got lost in the squods, got discount while bargaining ;)<br /><br />I loved this vacation!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8wsvBhI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zs3yei3-1BI/s1600-h/P1070036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sj6N8wsvBhI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zs3yei3-1BI/s320/P1070036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349869482366928402" border="0" /></a><br />Next destination: Greece than Tunis. ;)<br /><br />Thanks a lot for Eszter and Andras for the photos, if it were me... well... ;)<br /><br />bisousHavashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-59184249642513246352009-05-27T23:51:00.003+02:002009-06-21T23:36:58.435+02:00Szomszedok - form my childhoodThis is about a hungarian TV show, that was basicly not just a simple TV show... but gave a correct overview of the hungarian lifestyle in the 1980's. The TV show was broadcast during 12,5 years.<br /><br />Watching it now on youtube is one of my favorite activites nowadays. It is just HILARIOUS!!!!<br />And look what I 've found today:<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340625370375400802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sh22en-qLWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/8a6vsEyJ_s0/s320/takibacsi.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340625364150092946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sh22eQybhJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/K6B4j-H7s2Y/s320/lenkeneni.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p></p><p>I keep looking for the rest... ;)</p>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-88326785916685260072009-05-17T20:10:00.002+02:002009-06-21T23:35:55.103+02:00Future...<div align="left">Maybe because this weekend i was watching a lot of TV series... (like Scrubs, Grey's Anatomy, Private practice...) or maybe because of the long, long disucssions and chats i had with some friends, virtually or in person... ;) but these days i am very nostalgic, and thinking a lot about the future...<br /><br />And than I came to this site, to write down some of the stuff, but than i read my "slogen" under "About me " section:<br /></div><em></em><div align="center"><em>"Life is short,<br />Break the rules,<br />Forgive quickly,<br />Kiss slowly,<br />Love truly,<br />Laugh uncontrollably,<br />And never regret anything that made you smile." </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="left">And I realized that I should follow this... I should just live accordingly... life is short! :) </div><div align="left">everything will be fine, just fine. ;) </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">So many things i would like to write about.. my upcmong trips to interesting places, Morocco, Greece, Tunis, my work at HP, my friends from high school who visited me, some great conversations I just recently had, all the people who I really really miss... and Geneva, the city, just a station for everybody... just stay here for a while, than move on, go forward... yes, a group of lonely, small, isolated islands... </div><div align="left">Connections are fast made, friendships are more intense, but still... at the end... over... </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">oh.. again, i am in this mood... nothing can help, just a big ice-coffee.. the way i love it ;) </div><div align="left">and an other movie.. ;)</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">promise, next time longer and more concrete... ;)</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">bisous</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-39749834061771209152009-04-15T22:30:00.002+02:002009-06-21T23:35:36.335+02:00Never judge a book by its cover...Not only that Les Miserables is one of my absolute favorite. .but <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY">this song</a>... is also... <br />And her singing it... oh boy! :)<br /><br />And aslo in the beginning you can see and hear, everybody is laughing, a girl rolling her eyes... <br />and a minute after she sings the first line... <br />oooh boy...<br />:)<br />Indeed, extraordinary! :)<br /><br />PS: Embedded is disabled by request at youtube..probably due to the millions of hits in youtube ;)Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-83479372564042649962009-04-02T23:40:00.004+02:002009-04-02T23:54:05.736+02:00Random thoughts from google analyticsAs 1st of April was yesterday, and I didn't do any foolish stuff, I thought I can share with you some statistics about my blog. <br /><br />Yes, I am tracking my blog... who knows, maybe if I got enough "clicks", I can ask for advertisements and i will get rich :D<br />hahaha<br /><br />Anyways, first thing we could see from the google analytics is the Map overlay.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SdUySe5GQgI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jqvbMyeXBxw/s1600-h/map.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SdUySe5GQgI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jqvbMyeXBxw/s320/map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213827919692290" /></a><br /><br />It shows your visitors from all over the world. <br />What a surprise, that I have the most visitors from Hungary and Switzerland ;)<br /><br />The second thing I check are the key words... the one that one put in search , and than my blog is the referal site...<br /><br />well...<br />just "google" going out in Geneva... <br />my blog is the second hit...<br /><br />more important... if you type: beautiful camerunian girls, my blog is the first hit (after the ones that are paid advertisements..)<br /><br />So that would explain why I have visitors from Cameroon...<br />(of course, you have to miss-spell cameroonian girls to camerunian... ;) )<br /><br />I found this hilarious... ;) <br /><br />bisousHavashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-39489803639700060212009-03-29T17:23:00.003+02:002009-04-02T23:31:19.496+02:00Hungary, I love you as you are!I have already heard a lot about this beer commercial, but haven't seen it yet... <p></p><p>Until one of my friend posted it...</p><p>This is amazing! </p><p>So true, and this video gave me the creeps all over my body, my tears are falling....</p><p>I don't care at all that the original idea was coming from Canada...</p><p>And on youtube you can also find more and more parody about Hungary. Of course, I agree we should also see Hungary through a distorting mirror, and I am always the one who cam ake fun of herself in a sarcastic, grotesc way... Sure.. but just people needs to understand also those, who are living outside of the country. They are missing it a lot, and it makes them proud, and homesick, and goosy, and yes, PROUD!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJq9GwxHJQk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJq9GwxHJQk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I watched it like thousands time already... and still can not get full with it!</p><p></p>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-84469348518796183032009-03-24T21:00:00.005+01:002009-03-24T21:23:03.754+01:00Oh, boy...! What a weekend! ;)<div align="left">Last weekend I went back home...</div><div align="left">I had to get some injections... (hep A+B... stuff like that... as we are going to travel to Africa... .;)</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">And no, i didn't have to get those vacines because i was traveling back to Hungary, as some of my friends applied... saying that I changed...now I become one of the burgouise.... hahaha... </div><div align="left">So...</div><div align="left">Recently I took a very clever facebook quiz: "What type of alcoholic are you?"</div><div align="left">The result was: Avarage Hungarian - of which I am very proud! </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">It means, that for me weekend parties start on Thursday...</div><div align="left">We went to say good-bye to our awsome-st australian friend, Fiona...we ate fondue, than we went to Mulligans.. she also did sing a song!<br /></div><div align="left">After a few hour sleep, I was heading to Budapest... ;)</div><div align="left">On Friday night I had a great party with Sanka and some university friends... </div><div align="left">Still waiting for THE VIDEO!!! ;)</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">And finally, I know also, what's going to happen in August!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Yes... Zsicu & Zsozsi's wedding!!!</div><div align="left">Can't wait for it!!! ;)</div><div align="left">(And neither for the hen's night... :P)<br /></div><div align="left">AND!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Also, after a few hours sleeping, I was bumping down to Jaszbereny....</div><div align="left">to the<em> annual </em></div><div align="left"><em></em></div><div align="left"><em><strong>"TRADITIONAL SPRING CELEBRATION PARTY..."</strong></em> </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Maybe, because I missed the last 3 traditional parties, </div><div align="left">or maybe , because I haven't slept a lot,</div><div align="left">or maybe, because I missed Hungary (&my friends...) soooo much,</div><div align="left">but.. I can't tell you about this.. the whole athmosphere, the people, the food, the drinks.. </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Oh, boy!</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">You have to experience it!<br /></div><div align="left">From 9 am on...</div><div align="left">17 kg of sheep...</div><div align="left">20 liter mutton-stew...</div><div align="left">outside,on fire...</div><div align="left">sun is shining (sometimes..)</div><div align="left">lot's of cans of beer...</div><div align="left">lots of Jagermeister...</div><div align="left">than some whisky&coke... (which we could have missed... but anyways...)</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">No wonder, that we were already in a good mood at 11... ;)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850554219622594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sck_aMAZcMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/QQmjP2zi8tw/s320/birkapori2.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Bally - THE host; Beci - THE cook</p><p align="left">friends I haven't met since 3 years,</p><p align="left">friends I really missed,</p><p align="left">people I have just met...<br /><br /><em>Oh boy! What a weekend!</em><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316850561435357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/Sck_am4w0CI/AAAAAAAAAuE/g1yumE71fos/s320/birkapori.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Sysy, SuTi, Bally & me<br /><br /></p>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-57814123839041739532009-03-10T21:42:00.005+01:002009-03-10T22:18:47.439+01:00Weekend stories...<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SbbTbxhUbbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/s_rTh3wg1kg/s1600-h/137.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311665284633095602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SbbTbxhUbbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/s_rTh3wg1kg/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A week ago we went to Gstaad - the Hungaraian maffia: Andras, Eszti, Norbi, me - and the greek intern, Dimitris. ;)<br /><br />The original plan was to visit the Iglo-cave, Iglo - restaurant and hotel over there, (300 CHF for a room..and they have to build it again every season...)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311666505363730370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SbbUi1GLr8I/AAAAAAAAAss/ehf3NwDdqRA/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />but than the weather was sooo great, that at the nd we didn't eat inside, instead outside, under the sun.<br />(I think Jägertee is something avaiable only in Austria...I've never seen in any swiss or french ski resort...)<br /><br />So, we did some sledging..<br />Yes, back to the childhood...<br />But, maaan, slediging is hard... and it is very scary.. and you can not always turn.. and it can be very fast...<br />Ok, sometimes it can be also very slow.. and tiring...<br /><br />We did 2 rounds.. it was really funny :)))<br /><br /><br />First, i was alone...<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311665296180220978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SbbTcciXlDI/AAAAAAAAAsc/DlWjBONLXVg/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><em>Fairy & Froggy are back</em></p><br /><br /><p align="left">The second round was more fun, we went with Andras together, oh boy... we were fast, and once we fell a huge.. :))))</p><br /><p align="left">Than, on this weekend, Tompi & Enid came from Zurich to visit us... They went to the car show.. (biggest in Europe..) tried to apply for test driving, and they checked all the cars... I have no idea, how could they spend their 5-6 hours...<br /></p><p align="left">Anyways, than we went to dinner... </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311670036808099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SbbXwYwIZrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/WflembyDCeU/s320/dinner.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><em>Peter, Enid, Monika, Csizi, me, Alberto(PT), Elodi (FR)</em><br /></p><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="left">The place was ok, it is rather for cocktails.. (mojitoooo) I guess: The 3s... in plainpalais...<br />After we went to Scandale - for celebrating Carissa's birthday, then we ended up in Shakers... And.. of course, we had to bump into 9 other hungarians...<br /></p><p align="left">But in Shakers I had soo much fun :)))</p><br /><p align="left">Alberto was very great, I hope he'll forget what we discussed... We actually had a deal, the party in Zurich will be on me (partly)... khm... ;) well... one is for sure... the expectation now is high... :DD<br />Aida managed to get us free shots: uzo on flame... hahaha... Just smile to the bartender guy ;)</p><p align="left">A few weeks earlier, we had Ravaka's graduation party :) Oh, boy! What a party! The theme was 80's party... </p><p align="left">Aaaand... I went to a french movie... ;)</p><p align="left">Ok, it was: He is just not that into you...</p><p align="left">But, VF - means: <em>Version francaise...</em></p><p align="left"><em>hahaha...</em> Lucky me.. the movie is nto a drama, and also the discussions are easy to understand: </p><p align="left">"Tu es mon exception!"</p><p align="left">"Je vais coucher..." - "C'est une invitation?" </p><p align="left">hahaha... hilarious... ;)</p><p align="left">And, it means, that when Aida is in Budapest, I can take her to a hungarian movie... ;)</p><p align="left">bisous</p>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-28581813024629387072009-03-04T19:38:00.002+01:002009-04-02T23:31:56.225+02:00You can't touch the SwissI got this video from a collegue... check it out.. it is funny... ;)<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8gvGMALS-U&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8gvGMALS-U&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-62266711515176697312009-02-09T23:06:00.003+01:002009-02-09T23:38:06.976+01:00Hungary, where are you sinking?<div>It is shocking...I am speechless.<br /></div><div>Can't find the words regarding the recent happenings in Hungary. </div><br /><div>A well-known, famous romanian handball player, who plays in a great hungarian team, was stabbed in the heart, and died on Sunday. </div><br /><div>It is shocking...</div><br /><div>Nobody believes that such a terrible thing could happen nowadays. </div><div> </div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300928682276012674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCujQ69woI/AAAAAAAAAro/CQIzflecSC4/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>And yet, the second or third comment of that news was already: yes, the socialist government's other achievement...<br /></div><div>Come on, people... !!!<br /></div><div>And, this comment was also made by one of my classmates at the university. </div><br /><div>He is now doing a PhD in a well-known, prestigous university...</div><br /><div>Seriously... </div><br /><div>I am fed up with the government too... but seriuosly... this is ridiculous..<br /></div><div>How is that again the fault of Gyurcsany?<br /></div><div>Pff.. people should think a little...<br /></div><div>I don't agree with the policies the government applies on the minorities ... (let's face it... on the gypsies either... ) but PEOPLE!!!<br />Seriously!!!<br /></div><div>I really hope that whoever did this terrible thing, will be punished... as he deserves it.<br /></div><div>I am also glad that the police managed to arrest them... </div><br /><div>can not even imagine, if only half of those things are coming true what the newspapers and he people in the comments are writing ... revange with 100 - 300 ex-soldiers... and they are all waiting in front of the hungaraian border...</div><br /><div>Seriously... this is the world we live in? </div><br /><div>Pff...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-21303519116599048462009-02-09T22:13:00.008+01:002009-02-09T23:37:47.107+01:00Snowattack - skiing week<div align="left"><br /> </div><p align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCjqpGn_gI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Smk2Xr375Es/s1600-h/firstday.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300916714398547458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCjqpGn_gI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Smk2Xr375Es/s320/firstday.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />As a great tradition, with my favorite ex-flatmates (everybody from UNIV211) and some other friends we go skiing for a week.<br /><br />Last year we went to Gerlitzen, Austria...<br />This year: Puy Saint Vincent, France.<br />This is a small skiresort in the south of France...It takes like 8 hours from Geneva to get there... including of course 2 hours just waiting in Grenoble.<br />Anyways, despite all the problems I had with the train - pfff... we could not leave Grenoble because of some techincal difficulties...<br />And as we were stucked there more than an hour, it was more likely that I lost my correspondance to an other train...<br /><br />So... guess what?<br />The train company decided to extend the way of my original train, and take me to my final destination...<br /><br />Pff.... I was exciting some kind of a compensation, let's say, a free accomodation in Gap, or that they make my second train wait...<br />But this.... was shoxking.<br /><br />This would never happen in Hungary.<br /><br />So, finally, I got to Puy Saint Vincent (after the train I should get a bus as well... the traveling took me like 20 minutes.. in serpentie obviously... So i was very close to ... well..whatever...<br /><br />When I got to the place... it was amazing: everywhere snow, and white, and huge huge mountains... oh.. loved it.. and of course Kristof and David was already waiting. ;)<br /><br />The guys who I was supposed to take care of... ;)<br />Well... actually, it happened on the other way around.. they took care of me... cooked for me (best dishes...), helped me with the luggages, took care of me in the slopes, in the parties, even let me play UNO all day... ;)<br />Not to mention all the other great things, I learnt form the guys...<br /><br />Guys, thanks a lot!! hahahaha...<br />And, yes, I know, you did all, what I should have done... but you guys were just simply...the best :)<br /><br />Betti reserved a room for us, I was very glad for that too... as I defintily didn't want to sleep on the corridor... as Balazs and Farky did... ;)<br /><br />Actually, I have to say my friends didn't really like the food that I brought with me... (the original, perfect cheese that is consumable till 11 February or the original, swiss Hütten Lunch with its weired smell... anyways...)<br /><br />We figured out to have every night a dinner-competition, each night on e of us should cook something, and we are going to be the judges.<br />At the end of the night we decide, how many scores the cooker deserves....<br />Well, I have to say.. Kristof should have won the competition....as he cooked for us and took care of all of us..., yet, K, you should have cooked the soup on the first night...not the spaghetti... ;)<br /><br />Yet, I am talking...<br /><br />The one, who is such a great "leader" that managed to delegate the cooking, and let the others (Vandi&Jege, Maresz&Zoli) make us a traditional hungarian dish.<br />Ok, ok, to tell you the truth, I was responsible for baking the met - that means: check the meat in every 15 minutes with a folk... ;)<br /><br />And actually, I did it for a greater good...<br /><br />Nobody wants to taste what I cook anyways...and they shouldn't. ;)<br /><br />So, we went out almost every night... ;) </p><p align="center"><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300916720899999890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCjrBUsSJI/AAAAAAAAArI/ftjxcsYNHXw/s320/puy2.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="left"><em> Farky, Maresz, K - dancing</em> </p><p align="left"><br />Ok, one thing I didn't tell you yet... Snowattack was basicly THE Hungarian party ski camp.<br />That means that a hungarian TV channel came with us, we were like 3000 people including some great artists (like Megastar whichever-winner Gaspar Laci..pff..and other never-heard famous "stars")<br />This week there are plenty of reports broadcast specificly on this camp. </p><p><br />So, yes, as a party ski camp... the parties were good. </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300917118721069666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCkCLUoEmI/AAAAAAAAArY/VXpr6phRM1U/s320/booginight.jpg" border="0" /> <em>K&Bandi...crazy-crazy Boogie night ;) </em></p><p><em></em><br />And... it had been snowing for like 3 days, we were worried by the end, how we gonna get back home, but, yes, it was fun!<br /><br />I missed those guys, and it was good to see them again, talk to them, and experience lot of new things... I have broaden my horizont with some very funny, sometimes disgusting, sometimes tiring, but defintily awsome stories... ;)<br /></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300917127741452738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SZCkCs7QMcI/AAAAAAAAArg/KPRn554WjNQ/s320/090205meex_zarobuli122_bal.jpg" border="0" /><em> K, Bali, Farky</em><br /><br /><div align="left"><br />I love ya all! ;)<br />(and gonna cry soon... ;)<br /></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-73495036398515613052009-02-09T00:11:00.003+01:002009-02-09T23:38:06.977+01:00Yes on immigration referendumWell, well, well... <br />Long time no update.. I know. <br />So, here I am...back from Snowattack - skiing week in France - it deserves an other post... ;)<br /><br />On February 8th there was a referendum held in Switzerland for extending the right of EU citizens to live and work in Switzerland...actuallly it was for renewing the already existing agreement allowing migrant workers into Switzerland and extending it to Bulgaria and Romania. <br /><br />Despite all the negative campaign, swiss voted yes...<br />59,6% of the voters backed this deal. <br /><br />It was quiet a big deal.. as the EU has already indicated, if Switzerland would vote "No", the EU would use the guillotine clause and will cancel also the first package of bilateral agreements. <br /><br />There were some very interesting negative campaigns as well... mainly by the ultra-rightist Swiss People's Party. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU1y4iyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gQJuuv6vV4A/s1600-h/swissref4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU1y4iyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gQJuuv6vV4A/s320/swissref4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573292220418850" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rUl-_JYI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mizeanB3cdE/s1600-h/swissref.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rUl-_JYI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mizeanB3cdE/s320/swissref.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573287976215938" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU5PcN-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/plJfOk-qzOc/s1600-h/swissref5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU5PcN-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/plJfOk-qzOc/s320/swissref5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573293145503714" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU4ydWMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WVUxsctklGs/s1600-h/swissref3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU4ydWMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WVUxsctklGs/s320/swissref3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573293023942850" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU_FVeCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/A6NoLcGbmZk/s1600-h/swissref2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SY9rU_FVeCI/AAAAAAAAAqY/A6NoLcGbmZk/s320/swissref2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573294713731106" /></a><br /><br />I understand that in this economic downturn swiss are also afraid of a huge wave of immigrants, and that poor romanians and bulgarians are taking the jobs instead of the swiss, since eastern europeans are cheaper labour. <br /><br />However, the free movement goes on the other way around too... Swiss people are allowed to work in the EU as well, and cancelling all the bilateral agreement would not help the trade within the EU too...<br /><br />Actually, it goes like this: <br />- you earn the most if you graduated in St. Gallen University<br />- then the rest of the swiss universities <br />- then the french people<br />- then the rest of the world... <br /><br />So, of course, the fear of huge influx of eastern europeans is understandable...Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-3556733369163553452009-01-11T00:30:00.003+01:002009-02-09T23:37:47.107+01:002009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SWkvxp3xiyI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3k68bY7L6gA/s1600-h/user_8558795_1230847133870_box.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SWkvxp3xiyI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3k68bY7L6gA/s320/user_8558795_1230847133870_box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289811767423240994" border="0" /></a><br />Great Pre new years eve and new year s eve!!! :)<br /><br />kissesHavashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-13703378707598542172008-12-28T18:38:00.007+01:002009-02-09T23:36:22.084+01:00DecemberHey,<br /><br />Well, in December I got my degree (finally), I said good bye to 3 of my good firends in Geneva, meet again my high school firends and had great parties, long (late night) discussions, worldchanging ideas, sport (ahm..sauna...), work, concert, work, museum, work and alcohol, strike, and lots of Christmas and family and candles...<br /><br />Shortly, that was my December...<br />(and i still have a Pre-New Year's Eve party and the New Year's Eve party...)<br /><br />For some great music, just click: <a href="http://szentpetericsilla.musichello.com/mplayer/"><br /></a><a></a><a href="http://szentpetericsilla.musichello.com/mplayer/">Music </a><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe6zV4OieI/AAAAAAAAApY/RdsOawUWhzs/s1600-h/PC061262.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284898078951639522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe6zV4OieI/AAAAAAAAApY/RdsOawUWhzs/s320/PC061262.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">On my graduation with my family</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe7oEYIRNI/AAAAAAAAApo/V6LuNw-jxII/s1600-h/HPIM1435.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284898984786674898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe7oEYIRNI/AAAAAAAAApo/V6LuNw-jxII/s320/HPIM1435.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe7nBRTphI/AAAAAAAAApg/Vj_KYblQBTg/s1600-h/HPIM1458.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284898966772885010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe7nBRTphI/AAAAAAAAApg/Vj_KYblQBTg/s320/HPIM1458.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Julia's farewell party<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8bG0LJeI/AAAAAAAAAqA/GkE6IrhVyf0/s1600-h/n616613325_1134476_1546.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284899861614503394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8bG0LJeI/AAAAAAAAAqA/GkE6IrhVyf0/s320/n616613325_1134476_1546.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8bP2ZXzI/AAAAAAAAAp4/e22Q64B9uME/s1600-h/n616613325_1134417_1664.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284899864039743282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8bP2ZXzI/AAAAAAAAAp4/e22Q64B9uME/s320/n616613325_1134417_1664.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8a_6MgLI/AAAAAAAAApw/1GKaHwSQ-Cc/s1600-h/itthon+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284899859760709810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SVe8a_6MgLI/AAAAAAAAApw/1GKaHwSQ-Cc/s320/itthon+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">High school reunion (Budapest & Győr) </span></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-6648262145042531202008-11-18T00:02:00.005+01:002009-02-09T23:41:25.263+01:00I think I am just crazy.... ;)<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH42HgLhbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_jcq1lwqnNY/s1600-h/ujsag.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766647610836402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH42HgLhbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_jcq1lwqnNY/s320/ujsag.jpg" border="0" /></a>Had some time back in November... and now I found out that I started creating a post... so.. it's time to publsih it ;) </div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH418BVEmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/g-7RcT4GvWg/s1600-h/sutibulizik.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766644528648802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH418BVEmI/AAAAAAAAAfA/g-7RcT4GvWg/s320/sutibulizik.jpg" border="0" /></a> Good to have famous friends...</p><p align="center"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH41uorDII/AAAAAAAAAe4/gD3HTUL7EGI/s1600-h/szandi_reklam.jpg"></a><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766633055776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH41RR-7TI/AAAAAAAAAew/qfAIzwaQSTk/s320/parishilton_ocsi.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Yeah, famous family... Oh, boy... my little brother..<br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH41RX-5XI/AAAAAAAAAeo/psIjboEgegE/s1600-h/backhem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766633080939890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH41RX-5XI/AAAAAAAAAeo/psIjboEgegE/s320/backhem.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><br />It shuldn't have been Beckham...<br /><br /></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH4g4yW8iI/AAAAAAAAAeg/9VgB--fhGy4/s1600-h/gorvat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269766282883297826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SSH4g4yW8iI/AAAAAAAAAeg/9VgB--fhGy4/s320/gorvat.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Croatia - Warholish... me, Sysy, SüTi ;)</span><br /></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-66270699459840071382008-11-08T17:52:00.005+01:002008-11-08T18:14:40.638+01:00Friends visit meee!!! :)) (100th posts...)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFJIWVdfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DU0dWLcckNM/s1600-h/P1050891.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFJIWVdfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DU0dWLcckNM/s320/P1050891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266332099930322418" border="0" /></a><br />Not that end of October, beginning of November wouldn't be busy enough... ;) (year-end closing, new year start up, quota setting, quota deployment, closing preparation for december payment...)<br />BUT, also 5 of my best friends visited me!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFKDfG6-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/BEWEAEZkFiM/s1600-h/P1050764.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFKDfG6-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/BEWEAEZkFiM/s320/P1050764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266332115804810210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sysy, Kristóf, én, Móni, Isti, SüTi<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I am sooo happy they were here, however, I was not the best host actually...<br />I had to work several times...<br />But, I managed to take them to my favorite restaurant ... despite my very good advertisement skills (i.e. kind-of illegal restaurant, 2 kind of food: with or without meat! ;)<br /><br />After the 70's party at CERN:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXIZ0ri6VI/AAAAAAAAAdw/isO69HVQkRQ/s1600-h/n727321214_2017563_4667.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXIZ0ri6VI/AAAAAAAAAdw/isO69HVQkRQ/s320/n727321214_2017563_4667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266335685243234642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />we managed to go to Gruyeres!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFKSZmvKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zdlJN1WZN1w/s1600-h/P1050744.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFKSZmvKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/zdlJN1WZN1w/s320/P1050744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266332119808261282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFJod_III/AAAAAAAAAdQ/11W6lLpSVTE/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SRXFJod_III/AAAAAAAAAdQ/11W6lLpSVTE/s320/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266332108552347778" border="0" /></a><br />I missed them soo much!!!<br />And still..<br />I think I have homesick... :(<br />They wanted to bring me home...<br />And you know how it is, the more you hear sth, you start believing yourself too...<br />Soo... who knows? :)<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-69456576737906295072008-10-20T21:25:00.004+02:002008-10-20T21:48:03.521+02:00Big boss in GenevaWell, October is the busiest month for me.. I would say...<br /><br />We have the year-end closing, H2 closing, the new fiscal year quota setting, quota load, deployment guidelines, training to the countries, etc. Really interesting, but tough period. However, I don't want to complain, because this is how I like working.<br />Under stress.<br />I know that as I am so lazy, I don't do anything till it is not burning..<br />Than I am working on 200%...<br />Ok, some may say the key is time management.<br />I agree... I do...<br />But it doesn't work for me.<br />I tried several methods, DO-IT lists, prioritizing, rating methods, still... my best performance is under pressure! :)<br /><br />That's why I was happy - ok a little bit threatened too - when my new boss arrived to Geneva for a 2-days training.<br /><br />IT WAS AMAZING!!!<br /><br />You know, when there is a really good manager in the team, a teamleader... he might not understand anything at all what u are doing... but he has always key questions:<br />- Who is accountable for that? (RACI questions...)<br />- What is the aim of this...?<br />- What is the process/the flow?<br />- Who and how will control it?<br /><br />You can always apply those questions.<br />And it was so great to see our team working together, really working together, in one conference room for 2 days, having real face-to-face meetings.<br />I totally understand the aim of HALO room (a great product of HP), I get it that we have travel freeze, but still... u can not compare the efficiency of a f2f meeting with a netmeeting or a virtual classroom training... :) Not to mention the evening team dinner ;)<br />Matching the voice to the face..getting to know some gossips about your team leader ;)<br /><br />back to serious again:<br />At the end basically we are all analysts.<br />At yes, we do things by heart...<br />And we forgot to stop and THINK OUT OF THE BOX!<br /><br />And yes, here we are again... aiesec...<br />;)<br /><br />And basically Sales Compensation EMEA is the same as aiesec.<br />(We are going to have a great inner meeting in Germany... and for that we have to prepare our communication and marketing strategy... to reach out for the sales force... very very familiar tasks to what we did in aiesec... ;))<br /><br />Anyways, so coming back to the big boss...<br />Amazing, how he can turn things up side down... just with asking those basic questions...<br />Than with that motivation speech he delivered at the end of the 2 days training...<br />Well yes, that's why he is the manager, and we are the analysts.<br /><br />And.. also really amazing, that 3 days passed, and the motivation is back again to normal, our way of thinking is back again to normal. Why???<br />I want him back! :)<br /><br />Ok, I think it will help when we get our own direct manager... and we won't be anymore a headless team... :)))<br /><br />And also about the economic crisis that we are all facing now...<br />Well, in Switzerland you can also feel it... ;)<br />Ok, not at all in the same level as in Hungary for example, but definitely impacts our work as well. Who wants to buy a new printer now?? When the growth of countries are slowing down? China for example as well...<br />Or in the Middle East and Africa... the fastest growing region was dropped by 20%...<br />shocking...<br /><br />Or when the political situation is not that stable in a country... how can you set a terget for your sales force knowing all those facts?<br />How can u implement new compensation schemes?<br /><br />Don't even mention the exchange rates... $ against €...<br />Hmm... nice... work is great! ;)Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7013211791759369267.post-76348275475187354512008-10-14T23:59:00.004+02:002008-10-20T21:21:29.700+02:00Going out in Geneva 2Hmm... long time I haven't written anything...<br />well.. it was because every weekend basically was the same<br />What's more, not just the weekends but party from Thursday till Saturday... 3 days in a row... with a Friday working day in the middle...<br />hmm...<br /><br />Where to go on a Thursday night?<br /><br />- Well, first choice would be: <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ireland.ch/index3.htm">Mulligans</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><br />Nice, charming, irish pub, with an old friend behind the bar...<br /><br />Live music, good music... roll and rock :) Beatles as well as other older hits...<br /><br />It was soo funny, somehow I always wanted to go there... I know Anthony's favorite place was this pub, but somehow the timing was never good for me...<br />So, the first time when I went there, I bumped into one of my old schoolmate from the french course.<br />Thanks to my great face memory, (not that it was so difficult to remember an old guy, around 45, gray hairs, deep, deep cigarette and alcohol voice...yes, my type indeed...) I immediately recognized him...<br />So, I was like: "Helloooo.... what a surprise!!"<br />Yes, he didn't have a clue.. who am I...<br />So, i continued... "You don't remember me, do you? French class.. Migros.. 2 months ago??"<br /><br />And than he realized... i am that Hungarian who was always talking about the famous paprika pálinka, that he almost has to taste on the very last class... :)<br /><br />So we started talking, and it turned out that he works there... hahaha<br />Cool! :)<br />hmm in the meantime i got to know that he went back to Holland, sth happened to the girl he lived with... anyways, i got to know the other guy behind the bar..we played paintball together :)<br /><br />- Other option would be: <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ladyg.ch/">Lady G</a> - Lady Godiva, the English pub...<br /><br />And now, as the beer of the months is Becks... and the price is also good... the pub is getting better and better :)<br />With good, more nowadays hits music! :)<br />The pub usually comes up with an idea or a theme for the night: "End of the world party"(=CERN), "Russian night" (=yes, cheap vodka...), "UN party night"(=it was more a usual party...) etc.<br /><br />- For more than just a beer... visit <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.shakers.ch/">Shakers</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span><br /><br />Actually, I like this place, even if the entrance costs 20 CHF... The entrance fee covers 1 drink (you should choose either Kamikaze or Sex in the sky cocktail...) but this club remained smoking free.... even if now the clubs can decide on their own whether smoking is allowed or not in thier venue...<br />However, last Saturday the DJ was crap... probably he was drunk too... don't know.. but terrible...<br /><br />During weekdays they are throwing partys like: Erasmus/Student party, with student friendly prizes of course...<br /><br />- Krazy party in<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> Crystal</span><br /><br />Hmm.. Julia's graduation party... on 2 October...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SPzVp39JsLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/y1WwWXAyx5A/s1600-h/n727321214_1889432_9695.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SPzVp39JsLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/y1WwWXAyx5A/s320/n727321214_1889432_9695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259313380233687218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sarah (she also graduated on that day), me, Julia, Sylvie, Zuzana in the HEI parc...(i lived in this parc... :P)<br /><br /></span></div>yes..then we went for dinner THAN definitely a great party...<br />free champagne for the girls before midnight... :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SPzVqCZuOKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jJXLXeRno-k/s1600-h/n727321214_1889453_6766.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XakJNdsXz7s/SPzVqCZuOKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jJXLXeRno-k/s320/n727321214_1889453_6766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259313383037876386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sylvie, me, Rachna, Julia, Ravaka, Kenza</span><br /></div><br />Than the others went to Java.. but that was on a Thursday... hm Friday workday.. i am not that cool.. yet.. oh boy... ;)<br /><br />- Sometimes on Fridays, there is Lady's night in<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.bypass.ch/"> Bypass</a>.<br /><br />That means whole night = free champagne... OR.. any cocktail or other drink for 1 CHF!!!<br />OH MY GOD!! 1 CHF!!!<br /><br />Ok, the place is not really my taste.. neither the music..<br />but for 1 CHF a cocktail... ;) (ok, they didn't have gin nor vodka when we were there... so had to survive the night with "bakeszkokesz"... :D)<br /><br />- This Saturday we tried MOA... but... there was such a huge queue... amazing...<br />And it is more out of Geneva... so even if the music is good, we didn't wait.. rather went to La SIP...<br />3 girls, normal clothes, nothing fancy, and still we got in.. :)<br />Yes, u should pretend as if u are always going there and getting in... ;)<br /><br /><br />And my favorite Monday-quote:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Oh, boy... what a weekend again!" ;)</span><br /></div>Havashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01923215722326180840noreply@blogger.com0