Author: Caroline Bach
Canon EOS 6D + 24-105mm f/4 L IS + Speedlite 270 EXII
I’m so happy right now.
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Flight Facilities – Clair De Lune (feat. Christine Hoberg)
(2012)
L’amour est un oiseau rebelle
Yesterday the European Union, The Central American Integration Programme and the Italian, Spanish, Finnish and German Embassies here in Nicaragua organized a cultural evening of opera and a pompous buffet (with strawberries dipped in chocolate and drinks worthy the tastebuds of connoisseurs) for the diplomatic representation here in the country, the international development cooperation sector and Nicaraguan guests.
I joined some friends and was very happy to visit the Rubén Darío National Theatre and finally get to see Georges Bizet’s Carmen from 1875. And there she was, in her full Gypsy splendour, la Carmencita, sung by a Cuban guest and slightly overshined by the voice of her lover, the elegant toreador Escamillo. I knew many of the arias by heart (and I’m sure that you’ve heard them too) which brought some extra tingling to this fantastic story and opera. It was interesting how the sets had been painted on fabric hanging in the background instead of wooden and plastic sets – not as impressive but fully functional and probably a way to save money – the only annoyance during the spectacle were some minor mistakes in the illumination and the people in charge of the translation projection who managed to lose track completely a couple of times which was extremely distracting. Costumes were nice, voices were generally good, there was a touch of comedy, and the 4 act play of three hours was overall really, really entertaining.
After the dramatic ending and standing ovations we were invited to the beautiful ballroom with high ceilings, huge chandeliers and a striking amount of people. There was a hunt for plates and then we saw the buffet.. and officially agreed to set our detox week on hold for the night. Obviously.
Long meetings
Mondays are often are packed with important planning meetings which are essential for coordination but sometimes manage to drag out and, most importantly, hinder people from using valuable working hours to finalize what’s on their to do list.
Ironically, I had written some points on these things in preparation for a meeting that ended up lasting almost two and a half hours. It was an important meeting and I was very content to finally vent what I think about things such as copy-pasted text. But still, two and a half hours, cutting into lunchtime.
That’s when that simple “I’m hungry” note to the person next to you gradually gains exclamation marks and transforms into a rawring lion with eyelashes.
Meow
Namibia, 2012
Barcelona, 2011 – Photo by Den Quinsay
A true friend..
..doesn’t let you drive while drunk.
The wall paintings I find here in Managua are very random. Also, I left the office before 18 today – hallelujah!
Poison
Sorry body, just today.
I have been trying to convince a friend to eat cleaner and better until I finally managed to get him on board for a detox challenge. No sugar, no gluten, no dairy products, no alcohol, no nasties. A lot of water, a lot of green stuff, a lot of natural niceness. I’m doing this for moral support more than anything else, as dairy products, gluten and sugar mostly are excluded from my diet already. Anyway, I’m looking forward to haing a good excuse to not drink that cup of coffee – which I suddenly have started to get used to, not have that sweet, perfect cookie, and just eat a lot of greens – I’m supporting a friend!
Starting tomorrow, that is – this can of pure evil is still okay tonight.
Perfectly off-topic: Here’s some dreamy Kokeshi Doll for you from LA based Mark Redito, the genius calls himself Spazzkid.
Spazzkid – Kokeshi Doll
(2013)
Sunday break
Creating a couple of hours of weekend and a break away from work. Total battery recharge.
Tennis, water, nature, swimming, food – at least until returning to work again in a bit.
Throwin’ deuces in the air
My beloved Josie, to the left above, just sent me this photo from 2006 a couple of days ago. We were on our way to a party with the car full of happy girls, I was the designated driver as always, and my expression is just too hilarious to not share it. Peace!
“Chuckin the deuce”
To throw your hand up to hail someone or greet a friend done by throwing your hand up showing the peace sign backwards.
Originally from Houston, Texas.
– UrbanDictionary.com ”