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Aug. 2nd, 2003 02:35 pmWritten at 12:43 AM, august 2
I am experiencing, these very moments, as I’m writing this, the ultimate computer experience.
No, it is not an artificial realty.
No, it does not include nifty 3D computer graphics.
No, it is not on a huge 3000 inch screen, and no, I don’t want no scrub.
It is being curled up in bed, with blankets, pillows and all other sleeping accessories, and still being able to type.
I am starting to learn of the many virtues of The Laptop.
:)
Anyway, I promised a less confused update on what’s going on with my life.
So, here I will try to fulfill your voyeuristic needs.
Right now, we are living in a little ski village in France, very near the Swiss border, called Miju but spelled “Mijoux”.
It is, if I’m not mistaken, on the Jura Mountains.
Here are some pictures.
I’ll buy some film soon and take “artistic” pictures of this place, as an excuse to play around with my film camera.
Also, yesterday I found something better than a motorcycle, that I now want.
Have a picture.
What else?
I now know what woods are.
Forget this “forest” crap back in Israel.
On the way to Mijoux from Geneva, there are real woods.
Whenever hearing fairy tales like Hansel and Gretel, I always wondered why they couldn’t just walk out of the woods.
Now I know.
Its not just some trees and rocks.
It’s a mean forest—an angry sea of trees and vegetation and undergrowth that one wouldn’t want to walk into in a dark alley.
It’s huge and awesome and truly inspiring.
As are the stars here.
We’re miles and miles away from any large city, or village, for that matter, so there isn’t any light that interferes with the star and moonlight.
When you walk and look up, you can easily loose yourself and forget you’re walking on the earth.
It is amazing.
As for living abroad?
Well, with each passing hour it becomes easier.
At first, I was truly helpless.
I don’t know the language, the traditions and the do’s and don’t’s of the area.
Nor do any of my family members.
It’s scary.
If any of you have ever taken a boat and sailed out to sea, at night, and then, when you couldn’t see land anymore, threw the anchor, stopped the boat, took off your clothes, got off the boat and just floated, looking at the stars..it’s something like that.
You know that there is nothing above, below or beside you to hang on to, and that you’re just drifting.
That was how it was like on the first day.
But with each passing hour, I became more used to the ocean (this is speaking metaphorically, of course—when I was naked in the sea, after a while I started to fear the fish would nibble on my dick and got the hell out of there..:), and became more fish-like myself.
I can already understand bits of French, and I now know how to pronounce letters and words that I had no idea how to pronounce three days ago.
I’m beginning to enjoy it..:)
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ravrhi!
Welcome to Israel!!
How are you fairing, so far?
You never answered my email!
As for you,sarahgoose, I would have been disappointed if a little thing like a year abroad would have stopped us meeting up..:)
Hmm..
I don’t think I have anything more to say, other than good night, so..good night.
I am experiencing, these very moments, as I’m writing this, the ultimate computer experience.
No, it is not an artificial realty.
No, it does not include nifty 3D computer graphics.
No, it is not on a huge 3000 inch screen, and no, I don’t want no scrub.
It is being curled up in bed, with blankets, pillows and all other sleeping accessories, and still being able to type.
I am starting to learn of the many virtues of The Laptop.
:)
Anyway, I promised a less confused update on what’s going on with my life.
So, here I will try to fulfill your voyeuristic needs.
Right now, we are living in a little ski village in France, very near the Swiss border, called Miju but spelled “Mijoux”.
It is, if I’m not mistaken, on the Jura Mountains.
Here are some pictures.
I’ll buy some film soon and take “artistic” pictures of this place, as an excuse to play around with my film camera.
Also, yesterday I found something better than a motorcycle, that I now want.
Have a picture.
What else?
I now know what woods are.
Forget this “forest” crap back in Israel.
On the way to Mijoux from Geneva, there are real woods.
Whenever hearing fairy tales like Hansel and Gretel, I always wondered why they couldn’t just walk out of the woods.
Now I know.
Its not just some trees and rocks.
It’s a mean forest—an angry sea of trees and vegetation and undergrowth that one wouldn’t want to walk into in a dark alley.
It’s huge and awesome and truly inspiring.
As are the stars here.
We’re miles and miles away from any large city, or village, for that matter, so there isn’t any light that interferes with the star and moonlight.
When you walk and look up, you can easily loose yourself and forget you’re walking on the earth.
It is amazing.
As for living abroad?
Well, with each passing hour it becomes easier.
At first, I was truly helpless.
I don’t know the language, the traditions and the do’s and don’t’s of the area.
Nor do any of my family members.
It’s scary.
If any of you have ever taken a boat and sailed out to sea, at night, and then, when you couldn’t see land anymore, threw the anchor, stopped the boat, took off your clothes, got off the boat and just floated, looking at the stars..it’s something like that.
You know that there is nothing above, below or beside you to hang on to, and that you’re just drifting.
That was how it was like on the first day.
But with each passing hour, I became more used to the ocean (this is speaking metaphorically, of course—when I was naked in the sea, after a while I started to fear the fish would nibble on my dick and got the hell out of there..:), and became more fish-like myself.
I can already understand bits of French, and I now know how to pronounce letters and words that I had no idea how to pronounce three days ago.
I’m beginning to enjoy it..:)
ravrhi!Welcome to Israel!!
How are you fairing, so far?
You never answered my email!
As for you,
sarahgoose, I would have been disappointed if a little thing like a year abroad would have stopped us meeting up..:)Hmm..
I don’t think I have anything more to say, other than good night, so..good night.
