Good day everyone, I sit level with NEM medium cat in my apartment around and supervising artisans tiles, the new under non-negligible noise emissions our bathroom. To this end, I am also at eight clock up in the morning and the weekend! Well, so much else has done in recent weeks and I honestly do not feel that this promises to be a particularly well-structured entry.
Christmas? -Laaaangweilig
well-tried theme to start with: travel. I once spent a weekend in Mashhad, which is a very bad holy city in the north-east of the country, there is the tomb of Imam Reza. This has really just in itself, is basically just a giant mosque and please know, especially because we came in at all, is normal for non-Muslims more difficult. Well, to make it short, otherwise gabs in Mashhad absolutely nothing that spoke for longer stay - except maybe the nut milk shakes - and so we drove to one and a half days earlier than planned return.
find a reason to mourn always
Maybe hers have already read somewhere, the Shiite mourning as such, attractive and accessible. Felt there about once a month or just any holiday of mourning in honor of an Imam, the Islamic revolution, Khomeini's return and other atrocities. For larger events I have myself sometimes mixed with the crowd. Already about two months, Ashura, the central Shiite date. The good Imam Hossein has in fact at the time with a group of 80 people or so can be a several thousand strong army massacred, instead of simply giving up. What do I settle somewhere between stupid and would be motivated, here's just been celebrated as heroes, and consequently so is there for a week around Different Ashura for the whole family. There are tents and street theater where called Done once again up dramatically and is acted out with colorful costumes and evening, you go from then to the mosque, where wept for hours together, is no joke, I was personally but operated largely after half an hour.
comes And someday the great spectacle, everywhere in Iran, there is then great moves, the whole is actually more carnival flavor, one is glad to maintain a bit with neighbors and looks at the activity. Some of the men then runs with this move and suggests happily with his fist or with chains on his chest, about to show that even without enemy army in a position to suffer unnecessary pain. But to my disappointment which beat but very gently, I wanted to see blood, oh well. In the north-west of Iran, there's also so very smart guys who are still very old school to beat for a day with something on the head until they eventually ne nice bump, which is allowed to burst then effectively targeted by knife. Great fun from 8-88 I'd say yes, and finally is it for the good old Hossein.
the day I leave out the return of Khomeini, since I was on vacation, but when we came back hung still quite a few actually quite stylish posters.
was two or three weeks then the day of the Islamic revolution. This is of course ne dark matter, since then collect all the freaks Come in a large square in Tehran and speeches by political leaders. To my disappointment it was there really pretty full, probably several hundred thousand. Disappointing for two reasons, firstly it is a pity that such a nonsense to go to so many people and on the other hand I could talk of the good old Ahmadinejad While listening, but not see him. From my gathered impressions that were given me by speeches, posters and slogans, it is clear from the perspective of people since approximately the following ranking, from mega uncool saugut down to: Iran, Islamic revolution, Islam, nuclear power, Hezbollah, export matters, IAEA, Security, United States, Israel
I'm basically for Ahmadinejad not to trivialize a lot, but sometimes the best moves just already between kindergarten and megalomania, the Security Council could "adopt a hundred resolutions" that he scratched times not at all In his speech he has half a minute determined in his own solemn and ridiculous Tone about the great grain exports of Iran rants.
The flight of the spy
One of the most egregious things that have happened lately, but in any case the departure of Will. Is a long story, I just try to grab something. Will, an English friend of mine, 20 years old, the attentive reader or from the story "At night drunk swimming in Tehran" is known, had a few weeks ago impairments to the type of visa authority by him then the numbers and addresses of all its wanted to have friends. He refused, then he got a subpoena for intelligence, and one can assume that the exact same wanted from him. He can give out the names and addresses but not easy, that would be just for the Iranians too dangerous. The British Embassy has advised him then to leave the country before that date, he has now done yesterday. Since he has gone more or less voluntarily, he now get in a real chance again, what would probably being thrown at first not have been possible.
The stark fact is that he has unfolded here really any political activities. One has to know that England and English women in this country considered the embodiment of absolute evil. In the extremely manifold conspiracy theories are rife here, sits at the highest lever of control actually mostly England.
Well, as I said, it is hoped that he comes back soon, but now it's also good at first, because the last evening was to permanently forced to get drunk , what next for me led to a certain exhaustion added.
Other childishness
What else happened: we were pretty much in the rent dispute. The details are probably not as interesting, ultimately it was one of the most ridiculous actions that I have directly experienced in recent years. Britt spoken in any case modified only the bare minimum with me and a couple of days it is then adopted without notice or just moved out. Well, ultimately, loss of a portable, now I live together with Paddy, a 21-year-old Englishman. Makes a lot of fun so far and follows in many respects to the era Einar.
other day I had on the road waiting for a taxi next to me a very old man stood in the taxi was coming then only one free, I let him go first, he approached the car, stuck his head inside and came then back again to tell me: I wanted to get, yes, but sat inside a mullah, I did not feel like it.
The mother of a friend of mine, when I was recently invited to dinner is a bit of a touch of esoteric. She asked me if I believed in reincarnation, I clearly was no easy to hear and already we went wrong with the analysis of Ulf Brennecke, starting from its name, the head shape and the birth: I am calm, but in me it's bubbling, if I anlabert someone, I go away, I am very wise and extremely potent. And then the best thing in my previous life I was one of those amish people and then I fell as an American soldier in World War II in Germany.
I went skiing for the first time ever, I have indeed a lot of fun. I've Of course the same times on courses and tutorials waived let me explain briefly about the most important and precious friend went from the Peter. There were some very spectacular crashes, but I am the mountain and large but run down quite well.
on sunscreen, of course, has nobody thought again, why some people now look better than n bit funny. I've even unübertrieben the worst sunburn of my life taken, but looked after durchstandenem Pellvorgang back from actually quite civilized. Only now has my stupid sensitive skin once again made evident in my face emblazoned something that the dermatologist called tabkhal, which means Fiebermal means. It will be interesting to see how that develops.
In this sense, first time All the best in the wide world.
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