Wednesday, April 17, 2019

About Aging

I don't spend time thinking or dwelling on or worrying about aging. I go through good and not so good months, through wonderful and more difficult years but I never regret doing (or not doing) what I did. The past is the past and I accept that I decided what I decided with what I knew at the time of my decision.
It's not that I ignore or don't like my past.
On the contrary. I like to tell about past actions, funny or sad or embarrasing ones, about cool people I met or cool stuff I did, etc.
But it's not a dwelling on thing - it's more like telling stories. I very much prefer the actual moment.

Then, sometimes, rarely actually, I have a kind of crystal-clear second where I wonder:
where the heck has time gone? 

It happened just this week. I needed information that, at least I thought so, an ex-boss of mine would be able to help me with. He wasn't, but he gave me his daughter's phone number because he thought that she would be able to help.
While dialing her number, I realized that, in my mind, I still saw her as a kindergartner because the last time I saw her was while she visited her dad in the office and she was small. Like kindergarten small. I told her so, when she answered her phone, and we laughed hard. No, she said, kindergarten was quite some time ago. Now it's more about university.
Oh my, what to add? Nothing, right? It's just that it seemed like yesterday...

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

April Wish

Year after year I am amazed about how awesome springtime is. You can literally see how the trees and the flowers come to life again. Amazing, really. Strong. Beautiful.

So, my dear readers, let's copy mother nature and let's blossom as well. Wintertime and its short and dark days are over. We had time to think and we had time to enjoy long evenings spent at home.
The "vita contemplativa" is over, my dears, now it's time for the "vita activa" part.
Time for strong energy, fresh air, new ideas.
It's time to blossom

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Visiting Trieste

It was unfair of me to visit Trieste AFTER having been to Venice. Really unfair. Because with all the Venice Magic in my head, it was difficult to appreciate a cool, clean city like Trieste. While planning my short trip, I hadn't thought of what my feelings would be but then ... you can't predict what you're feelings are gonna be, right?

I had put Trieste on my Travel Bucket List because I wanted to see for myself what a city at the eastern end of Italy would feel like. It was totally worth the trip. The feeling I got while walking around was that the place was clean, rich, understated. It remined me of Turin or Hamburg. They got this "old money feeling" where wealth is not something you show off but simply something you have. It's classy. (And the coffee is wonderful and the pastries are just yummy!)
Unfortunately, it was another of those places where taking pictures was difficult (if not impossible). You know ... how do you even try to put elegant and understated in a photo??? This notion totally escapes me...

While I walked the streets and the waterfront promenade, I kept hearing Slavic languages and saw lots of cars with Slovene, Croatian, Bulgarian, etc. license tags. I really was at the eastern end of Italy. Trieste was part of the Habsburg Monarchy and was the fourth largest city during the Austro-Hungarian-Empire (1382 - 1918). Read it up on Wikipedia ... the history buffs among you will love this place! This is Mitteleuropa at its best (I checked the train schedule afterwards. It takes less to travel to Vienna than to Rome! Understandable that the Chinese want a piece of that port...).
Next time, I'd combine a city trip with maybe a road trip through Istria. Or stop there on my way to Croatia. Oh my, I said "next time" :-)