Mental trips

Cat in the snow


I always considered my character being similar to that of a cat. I am curious, God I am and I am not easy to being kept for a long time, not for friends – and I excuse myself from everyone, who was for a short or long time my friend and then the relationship just broke up…I really meant it, I just can’t deal with certain changes in certain conditions, so I break up – and not for places, here I am in the fourth country in Europe that I try out and I already see, which are the negative parts for me, only after two weeks, but as cats, I like to choose my owner, and also if it doesn’t seem sometimes, I am devoted to that only owner.

So here I am, being a cat and diving into the new British, snowy culture. I don’t spare myself. Since two weeks I only work and eat and sleep. As usual, when I change countries, I choose the deep diving method. I change everything, every habit – no, the wine will NOT be substituted by any beer – I want to adapt myself as quickly as possible. So in the morning there is no “Corriere della Sera”, but BBC News, evenings I read a book, but strictly in English.

As usually I don’t try to find the Hungarian/Italian or whatever community to exchange information, where to find De Cecco pasta or where I could find Hungarian movies…I am in the UK, and I want to know THIS land.

It means obviously being without people around, without “friends”, but I can deal with it. It’s not the smallest town in the smallest country of the world, it is London, where I can do, whatever I want to, whenever I want to!

Today I went to a new bank, – Barclays it is – and made an appointment for next Saturday to open a bank account. I KNOW, it starts to become quite annoying with this story, but Thames Water finally granted me with its bill and the Council Tax bill arrived too, so now I can proof my address finally.

Today I didn’t want to do anything special. Just hanging around in Kingston in the morning and chilling out with a book in the afternoon, sleeping well, maybe tomorrow I will visit the London city center. So I went to the Bentalls Centre, a big-big shopping mall, with every kind of fashion store, Costa Cafe, and on every floor a Bentalls. Bentalls is like Karstadt in Germany, they basically sell everything from jewelry to televisions – my flat TV is from them, and now my wall-clock too. I’ve never been a mallrat, but I have to state, when I am completely on my own, sometimes I like being among people, and people usually are in the shopping centers.

The only drawback is that I usually buy something. So after the wall-clock, I bought a tea pot – British design – and two books. I didn’t want to buy books anymore, since I got the kindle, but it is just, you know…there are some kinds of books read easier in a paper format, like these two: a tourist guide to Britain, and Jamie’s Great Britain, a cookbook with original British food (over 100 recipes!!!!).

Afterwards I headed to the Kingston Museum, and finished my morning tour in ASDA. Kingston Museum is small, has a perfectly organized historical gallery about Kingston, which is really interesting. I haven’t seen the temporary gallery yet, maybe next time, when I go to the Thames again. (Ach, yes, River Thames flows through Kingston)

ASDA is my newest discovery, a very good and cheap grocery store. It is like Tesco’s, but at least this store on the Kingston Hill road is much bigger, than any Tesco nearby. I will go tomorrow for the weekly refill, today I only bought some chicken breast and muesli for breakfast.

Sure…after two weeks I feel the first sings of homesickness. I take myself unexpectedly wondering about how the weather is in Riccione or what my colleagues do at ES….The first question is usually answered after a phone call with Giorgio, while the second is answered by me: I wonder, what they are doing, but can’t imagine in this very moment to work there in the same position, I’ve been stuck for 6 years…

Two weeks that I am here. The next week will be very challenging at work: I will help to recruit a person for our project and scheduled on my own a phone call with Systran, which software we integrate in our process, to arrange some deals with them. After not even two weeks I do things here, which I’ve never even imagined at my old work. So what did I say? Homesickness? Don’t let me laugh again!

Tomorrow War Horse from Spielberg @Odeon. Premium movie, for a movie fan! Cheers mate, see you soon after some new and exciting moments from the heart of Europe!

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One thought on “Cat in the snow

  1. Non so se si capisce ma a vedere questa immagine mi sono ricordata le mie ultima vacanze in montagna in Austria l’inverno scorso. Vedevo tanti gatti e altri animali che lasciavano le loro traccie nella neve. Da consigliare assolutamente. Non so dare un consiglio preciso come posto ma penso che su http://www.vacanzeinaustria.com si trova di sicuro qualcosa. Tanti saluti

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