Responsabilidade

Serei eu extremamente pesado e o outro demasiado leve?? Se calhar é por isso que ando sempre cansado, obrigando-me a dormir as horinhas certas para estar relativamente bem no trabalho.

Carago...qual o peso da responsabilidade??

Olympia

Last sunday, Olympia.

Being my first train trip in Greece I was a bit expectant. Well... It started fantastic! The train line is not working at 100% so we had to take a bus that was waiting outside of the station. Half an hour or more through swamp-like plantations and zig-zag roads... Great! We then entered the train in a station somewhere. An old and slow train but okay for a trip like this.
Arriving at Pyrgos we waited a bit and took the next train to Olympia. A small one, looked like the urban trains in the portuguese North Line.

In a short trip we arrived at Olympia, last station of the line. Maybe because it was sunday, but the first thing we saw were big piles of garbage nears the bins... Poli orea! We then saw the map and we moved to the area of interest.
The town looks like it only lives for the tourists, so it seems there is nothing more to see than the and the archaeo site.

Archaelogical Museum
Modern building, nice construction with some statues outside, video vigilance everywhere, "security" people everywhere (and one of them a bit annoying), better room lighting than in the Athenian Museum (which is great for taking pictures without flash)...

The expositions count with lots of statues, many of them from roman emperors and famous people and athletes, very nice glass objects, metal objects, tons of pots, war helmets and armor, shields, bronze griffins and very small statuettes, and a huge room with a sequence of statues or both sides.
In fact I discovered here in this last room, that mobile phone technology was already used in ancient Greece, as you can see in the next picture.

Anyway, we moved to the archaeological site after talking a bit!

Archaeological Site
5 minutes of walking from the museum and we where there. We showed the tickets at the entrance and then we started a tiring trip!... In the beginning the place did not look so big. We passed by Gimnasium, then the Philippeion, then the Olympic Stadium, then the Echo Portic, then Nero's octagonal house, then the place where the Cryselephantine Statue Of Zeus was, one of the Old World Wonders, then the baths, then 2 more buildings and finnaly we were done!
It was a very hot day, we were tired, so we decided to go back to take the bus back to Pyrgos. Otherwise we had to wait 2 hours for the next bus back.


(The server is not uploading images. Later if I have the pacience I will upload some more...)


Distance from Kalamata: ~110km
Transportation used: train, bus
Travel time: ~3hours x2 (10:30-19:15)
Total transp. price: 9,40 euros
Museum + site prices: free to EU students, 9eur normal ticket, 5eur non-EU students and <19

Photo count: 428
Photo artifacts found: 0

My Daily Movements

Here goes something like the description of the movements of my legs in a normal volunteering day:

- they move in my bed to get out of it, they go to the bathroom, they make me eat or drink something, and then they move to the room for me to get dressed;

- at 10:00 they pull me to the Youth Center where they stay many time without moving;

- at around 16:00 they get hungry and so they lead me to my home, into my kitchen;
(this week they were missing my parents and so they jump to my bike almost everyday and they moved in circles for half an hour to go to and get back from the beach)

- sometimes at 19:30 or 20:30 we have some workshops, and my legs are very interested in that, so they ride or walk to the YC again;

- then they get hungry, and they lead me many times to Jimies place, or to our house (once again to the kitchen or directly to the dinning room);

- sometimes they need a kind of fuel so they go for a drink with other friendly leg pairs;

- other times... they just go to bed and hold a movie or they hang with other legs behind some table in the house in a vivid conversation above.

Claymation

We just finished the shooting of our first "claymation" movie!
The editing will be easy, I am sure. But we made lots of mistakes... :D Light and shadows, moving scenario, shaking [a lot] camera, fast clay movements... We are always learning, and for the first time we learned really a lot! Anyway, at least 2 scenes are very very nice. I will try to post it someway later.

Perfectness

How does it feel to be okay? How does it feel to be liked? How does it feel to be minimally admired? How do you feel today? I will tell you about me. I feel nice, okay, comfortable, good and confident. I just want to keep this in mind in order to be like this more times. I just need to remember, or if the memory fails, I just need to read it again. And certainly think about what it meant in the past, what it is meaning just right now. I am sure I can remember that! It is very easy: how does it feel to have lots of things in your personality that can interest such perfect person from very far from your home place? How does it feel to know that other cultures can like you? How does it feel to know that someone with such a different background could maybe be the perfect one? And then, mostly fantastic, how does it feel to know that that person at least admires you as a person? It feels great. Even if with more days we could become evil persons. Because then I just lay down and relax; my first impressions are [almost] never wrong and “we live with the qualities and we learn to live with the bad ones”.

If a small and sweet supposed “angel” liked me, then why couldn’t the normal beings like either? Yes that’s it. Let’s keep this text for the future, let’s keep it as a guarantee for me of my possible value. Being accepted intellectually and maybe more, in not just my culture is something comfortable. For now it is relaxing, it is reflective, it is happy. Anyway let’s just hope that the same can be felt by you. Let’s hope that all I said, all I’ve done [or I haven’t] and all I showed just allowed you to feel the most fantastic person I knew for a long time. Why do you look like the perfect harmony between external and internal beauty? I want you to feel special, I want you to be yourself and then to cast a smile to me! And tell me without talking that you heard what I haven’t said about you. Tell me with your kind voice, again, that I am special and wait for me to tell you that you will always be! Just tell me now, perfectness, how does it feel?

Green Roofs

"Hello world."
As my project has been having some problems mainly due to a local partner organisation that is not doing the reforestation as they were supposed to. Anyway, I have been searching some things for the "office" work. My mentor told me about "Green Roofs", something I have never heard before. Some easy search and I have lots of information already!
Today's step was to make a list of materials so we can buy them in order to make a small "maquete". I found some easy-finding materials that are generally used, so I hope next week I can start making it! With this we can estimate a price/m2 for extensive green roofs too.

Easter in Greece

I wasn’t expecting anything special in the Greek Orthodox easter celebrations. I just had no idea. Everyone wanted to go to the church “just to see it”. So I went to. “Just to see”… Well it starts from the best way. As we were walking to the huge square around the Metropolis Church we noticed that everyone in the streets were very well dressed, dressed as “Domingo”. Tonight was Saturday night, but okay it is easter, let them use their good dresses once per year!

Arriving at the square we moved through the people to get closer to the outside “altar”. First impression: “Que CARALHO ‘tá aqui o exército a fazer?!”. An army battalion was just standing making like a human cord so that the people didn’t occupied the space for the priests to pass. WTF?! The army?? And 6 or 7 police officers too? It was enough to see the army parade in the greek liberation day after all the schools and everyone looked soooo happy! Now....the army together with religious celebrations? WWWWTTTTTFFF?! In this moment I got sick. Ah! And the soldiers looked like cheap actors who don’t even know exactly how to be in those situations... Advancing. Lots of children too, with candles in the hands, listening to 2 men “singing” things (yes, something) that didn’t even worked as “mantras” for buddhist people. Disgusting, I am sorry... Poisoning those small heads with chants who look that directly came from a book of dark sorcery. The whole ambience reminded me of that indeed. Dark, only light from the candles that 80% of the people had and one or 2 light poles. People from all ages could be seen there. Really, all ages without exception. All well dressed for a celebration that took like 15 minutes. As all the bars were closed, I suppose they used their fancy clothes for like half an hour! “So much for the All-Stars”! Show-off, contest, exhibitionism... Fake...

The only thing that kept me there was the army. I will never understand how could they use the army in religious celebrations. Control maybe, it is all about [mind] control. Anyway, my airsofter side was active and real G3-A3/4 were there and some very ugly costumes too. Just have been observing in case someone wants to re-enact (such bad tastes!...)

Enough. It is just to say that my children will never be exposed to such demonstrations of fanaticism. Neither religious or militarist or now both as it seems it is possible. I won’t choose for them anything so decisive for them. You don’t agree, you don’t marry me. Kiss, see you tomorrow!