after spending couple days in BA, I’m not sure I actually want to live there…
after yoga, seeing the guru, etc. I found an amazing kinesiologyst who works with genealogy.
I’m back !
it’s been a year now. AND I lost 5kg so there goes my 10 pounds. gym. more gym. less alcohol. quit my job. and there I am, looking much better.
I’m failing miserably… even though I started going to the gym twice a week.
I’m writing entries about all this, coz I hope one day I look at this long way, thinking: “it was long and difficult but I did it”
yep. I’m actually sipping water while I see my friends get trashed on rosé wine (Oeil de Perdrix for the conaisseurs) during the traditional apéritif… but hey, I had a glass too.
A glass. not the bottle. there you go.
living in Paris was a wonderful experience: photo exhibits, arts, arts&essais movies… & nice restaurants.
However, after 3 years there, I was happy to leave, Paris is not such an easy city to network and life can be tough at times.
Last but not least… here’s another attempt to “stick to the plan” which proves to quite difficult so far (eating cakes doesn’t quite do it with the protein diet).
Actually decided to present a project this year and contacted my former advisor. Got motivated by the fact that it’s the right time and place to do it and that I’ll be able to use resources at my work. well well.
So worth doing… but I guess it’s more interesting for Spanish speaking people.
Went from Havana, which has great art museum and restaurants, to Santiago de Cuba by car in 9 days. Stopped in Cienfuegos, Trinidad, Cayo Coco, Camaguey, Bayamo and Santiago.
Had a wonderful time!
Ok. It’s all about the proteins. At least with this diet: you can eat. Than it’s a matter of sticking to it :(
Actually saw an energy guru -specialized in Chinese medicine, quartz, etc. – which proved to be very useful in terms of getting rid of bad vibes that seemed to be cluttered somewhere on my chakras, or something.
started eating proteins and veggies only, no carbs. low-fat yogourts in between meals… we’ll see.
Regain my energy to make things happen. Stop using my energy for negative bs at work.
I’d like to write the book I never found when I was 15. A book about real life. The book that tells you the truth: You don’t know shit when you grow old; it’s not that you become wiser, it’s just that you’ve met so many ç%5 holes that you become more careful.
Or something like that.
I’ve never been there, but I’m sure this mix between Latin American and European cultures would suit me fine.
Would like to work and live there.