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&lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-priority:99;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa weeks have passed since I first got to snowy roof of Australia.&lt;br /&gt;snow have come and left and come again and somehow keeps hanging on and ski season is still runnin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am professional photographer – sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;now read what it means if u fancy:&lt;br /&gt;morning ~7 i wake up drink coffe with icecream and I eat something, like oatmeal porridge or muesli or hot cheese sandwitch. and I catch first bus up to mountain. I can keep my snowboard gear in the shop so I dont carry it home but just change in the office instead .&lt;br /&gt;~8 i’ll be out doing first tracks on fresh snow.&lt;br /&gt;~9:30 I get back to shop and we will figure out who will do what.&lt;br /&gt;we means 6 people: our boss ian, and 5 photographers: christian couple nicki&amp;amp;josh, ian, mel and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;boss doesn’t actually count - he does what he wants rest of us follow roster: one of us stays in the shop, one can have free day. other three will go takin photos. photos we take at jumps. jumps we make ourselves in certain locations.&lt;br /&gt;there are 3-4 main locations, pictures can be surprisingly nice depending on settings of time&amp;amp;space&amp;amp;weather&lt;br /&gt;its physical job,  building a jump, riding with shovel, safetynet, sign. I usually ride with my workboots (steeltoe ones I got from phosphate hill) that doesn’t make riding any easier. running up&amp;amp;down to give tickets and shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we attract people to come to jump give them ticket with number of photo, and take photo. ~10-12 we take morning photos then we make lunch ~13-15 we take afternoon photos, after afternoon photos we help selling photos @shop&lt;br /&gt;~18 leaves last bus down to our village so by that time latest we will stop work get home get shower get dinner get to watch some cartoons and often get to the pub for some drinks and darts and talks and then get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsurprisingly enough our job is very weather dependant. if it shines sun we probably wont take day off or be in shop, we will all go to shoot instead. good reason for that is we get payed by commission so the more pictures we sell the more pay you get.&lt;br /&gt;if it rains  and is foggy and feels like taking out camera is very bad idea – then we can ride or go home and watch movies or sit in office and surf in the net.&lt;br /&gt;hotham is just ski resort, there is no real civilization here, everything is small and expensive. closest place for real life is bright – small town ~50km down the mountain. three times a week  bus goes there so sometimes i get there too. 1000m vertical and 50km road distance makes big difference. winter here, t-shirt weather there – amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hotham is ski resort. considered one of the best in Australia, not the biggest but the one with most advanced terrain, black and double black runs, with open fields and forest and rocky canyons. bad side: vertical drop is ~400m, snow is australian meaning mostly wet and heavy and more than often gets frozen and icy, powder tends to last just one day as sun melts it and night freezes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SpotaEjXotI/AAAAAAAAAbc/IPJcaYATdcc/s1600-h/icy+trees2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SpotaEjXotI/AAAAAAAAAbc/IPJcaYATdcc/s320/icy+trees2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375659031142048466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some snowparks around with rails and jumps - they are appearing as season gets older.&lt;br /&gt;altogether its enjoy enjoy enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was big party in our town – dinner plain it is (with 70 permanent residents)&lt;br /&gt;theme of party was hookers&amp;amp;deviates. quick trip to second hand shop in bright helped me to get prepared. with some makeup and beer and shots at home our ‘family’ got ready and there we went…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Spos_uS4llI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Ro80HZUrUcY/s1600-h/h%26d+party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Spos_uS4llI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Ro80HZUrUcY/s320/h%26d+party1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375658578490725970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day was very conveniently my day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;cameras: im not using my camera @work. there are canon cameras in shop, some 20d and one 30d. main lens is 17-85is. its nice kit. there is 70-300is lens also for some special shots, like races and chairlift photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinnacle is name of place where I rented myself all gear for cross-country skiing. skis themselves r quite nice peltonen skating ones, poles and boots are crap but still very useable. there is nice skitrail going from my village – dinner plain up to hotham – top of the mountain. coming down the mountain this way is nice thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Spos--UN4cI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b44Vf5pBZho/s1600-h/xc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Spos--UN4cI/AAAAAAAAAbM/b44Vf5pBZho/s320/xc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375658565611413954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I did it yesterday. I say quite easy it is with just one decent ascent on the way. accidentally I was very tired that day after getting lost in backountry boarding that included epic walkout from bottom of the steep icy mountain (thanks G for perfect backpack that protects my back and enables fastening snowboard onto it for exactly this kind of happenings). so these ~14km took almost 2 hr and lotsa rescources from me. on my way I met shooting range where australian biathlon is incubated and some skipeople who made me smarter:&lt;br /&gt;in end of august will happen kangaroohoppet – ski marathon that’s part of worldloppet cup. it will happen in falls creek that is another ski resort just few minutes of helicopter ride away from hotham. i seriously consider participating there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;ok now hoppet is history, weather was worst possible so it was extreme skiiing but its done and although final results are not known yet it looks like my place is better than my starting number 311&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;yesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-3733071550590884133?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/3733071550590884133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=3733071550590884133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/3733071550590884133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/3733071550590884133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-on-top-of-oz.html' title='life on top of the oz'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Spos-DgqkeI/AAAAAAAAAbE/aPMaJa2e6LE/s72-c/hotham3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-1008972294221122466</id><published>2009-07-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:34:26.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back on the other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwx3jUVveI/AAAAAAAAAYw/TvSLX2PIjOw/s1600-h/bris1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708872866228626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwx2s4MaZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VOnxnEWMLms/s320/snow+lalalaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to good bus driver who gave me lift in middle of the night. and I arrived to empty house (my housemates Airi and Erwin were traveling somewhere).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what next? plan was to go and work winter season in Australian ski resort so I started to find a job and I found it – photographer I will become! it was almost one month till season begins hence I could do other things in Brisbane. I did. in evenings I worked at Brisbane arts theatre as sound and light operator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708875100988882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwx21NAJdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/7D7ci1NtgEM/s320/theatre1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool job. voluntary so no pay but cool job. it meant this: I was sitting up in operator booth looking at play and pressed buttons on right moments to change lights and make sound effects or music. theatre is very positive. I climbed. as usual i bouldered in kangaroo point. as unusual I went to place called frog buttress – most famous trad climbing place in queensland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708878091584994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwx3AWBBeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/yM67wnazEhY/s320/frog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;rock is cool there - dream place for crack and corner climbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to other cool place - mount coolum - cool mountain on sunshine coast, hard sports climbing routes on steep and overhanging rock. that’s place to understand my level as I couldn’t redpoint easiest - 7a route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711230403112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwz_7YybhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/otoUrCuHGv8/s320/coolum1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;people say: highest hill in Brisbane is mount cootha one nice Sunday I biked there. my map of Brisbane doesn’t know that area so I got lost on my way. thanks to my intelligence I got found again so with more effort than expected I saw it – it is nice indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711233101978482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw0AFcP23I/AAAAAAAAAZA/ZhTvkZ459r0/s320/bris1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my way I happened to biggest cemetery in Brisbane – very nice place, strongly recommended for all living ones too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711236787511826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw0ATK8ohI/AAAAAAAAAZI/qkw6bJB3CZM/s320/cemet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;days passed until I had to go to airport and fly to Melbourne.year was 2007 when toomas got scholarship from Indian foreign ministry to study in delhi for 2 months. I met Anshul then. by strange coincidence Anshul contacted me week before my flight and it came out his brother Gaurav lives in Melbourne so it happened I got accommodation in Melbourne – world is small. thanks Anshul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, two and a half hours in the air and I was there. it was night but even in darkness Melbourne was very different from Brisbane – positively different. with minor problems i found house in st Kilda where I was welcome. next morning I went where every tourist will - federation square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711242035539538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw0AmuLLlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5nV9vlWtr9E/s320/fed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;remark:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as noted before I worked in theatre. not alone no no no. one of my collegues was iranian. it was he who told me about elections in iran. me myself had no idea whats happening further around me than I could see. that’s how I knew about ridiculous falsified results and demonstrations.demonstration was happening where I got there, federation square is useful place full of information, places to visit and plenty of room for letting others know what you have to say.tip about bike rental in Melbourne. to rent a bike @fedsquare for day costs $35 to sleep in dormitory in st Kilda costs $25 and there are free bikes for use.I walked around saw library and had scrumtious dinner in Indian restaurant with Gaurav.next day I walked and I found noble free bouldering place built under highway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713288717961122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw13vNSh6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/b0fGyWjZpBI/s320/melb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;evening came and gave me chance cook owen baked potatoes and minced meat sauce for my hosts as an example of Estonian cuisine. they liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;about Melbourne: I like it. my first impression in one word would be ‘dirty’. but nicely dirty. after brisbane’s sterile postcard cityscape it was heartwarming to see graffitis and disorder in streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353714742382868226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw3MWiAtwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/zAxKXMGhXV8/s320/melb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is atmosphere and spirit in this town, something like I haven’t felt in other oz town.and there is music. you can hear it played on the streets and you can see it on the posters on the walls. you can also happen to free gigs like me on opening night of salvadore dali’s exhibition where mojo juju and the snake oil merchants gave beauteous performance. check them out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353711250718165330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw0BHERiVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uajrt__Kytk/s320/melb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was Friday when I woke up next morning. I had to leave to mountain. I missed buying ticket to special hotham ‘snowball express’ bus so I had found alternative way via train and busses. early morning tram (trams is 1 of many details that make Melbourne such a nice place as it is) took me to train station, train took me through fresh south australian landscape to warrangatta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713284024789378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw13duWaYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/MylpRm-GeA8/s320/train1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;bus took me to bright and while doing it and talking with bus driver it came out his stepfather is Estonian and lives nearby.. then I was in bright. old goldmining town where walk by old river you can. few hours later another bus took me to hotham. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713273507435186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw122i0UrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/MSAF20DaCms/s320/2hotham1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and memories of green warm bright were suddenly eclipsed by snowy mountaintops. one more bus took me from hotham central down to ‘dinner plain’ village. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713279841094754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw13OI4TGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/vMdghabFsG4/s320/2hotham2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventually I could step into my new home, inhabited already by 2 girls who had just made delicious pasta bolognese and didn’t mind to share it with me – sweet home indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353713289245970434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skw13xLLUAI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yhI_N38t_5A/s320/snow+our+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt; thats my home in young july 2009... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-1008972294221122466?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/1008972294221122466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=1008972294221122466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/1008972294221122466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/1008972294221122466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-on-other-side.html' title='back on the other side'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skwx2s4MaZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VOnxnEWMLms/s72-c/snow+lalalaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-2943421091217115279</id><published>2009-06-03T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:41:35.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to europe... ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkhFspzQGwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/bqhCasSDrvc/s1600-h/phos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkhFspzQGwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/bqhCasSDrvc/s320/phos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352604790567213826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see G&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to snowboard&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel that I need rest.&lt;br /&gt;I was working 12hr per day, no weekends, 1 day off after every 14 days cause rules required it.&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought I understand why they used to send people to penal servitude / convict labor or however its called – nonstop working will really fuck with your mind. at least that’s how I started to feel – somehow negatively strange things. and my job was not actually so bad there was little of freedom and change in it. so respect to these poor guys in old times who had to do real thing like monsieur Valjean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to nowhere. so:&lt;br /&gt;1. I called to my boss and told thank you for all the pleasure but I don’t want to extend my contract anymore&lt;br /&gt;2. I bought ticket Brisbane-instanbul&lt;br /&gt;3. I bought ticket Townsville-brisbane&lt;br /&gt;4. I booked night in hostel in magnetic island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.april - my last day at work lasted 30 minutes less than 12 hours cause I had a flight to catch. it is funny and good feeling to go into plane (and it’s a bloody big one. fokker100 has 100+ seats) and to know everybody there, all these people there I had worked with were flying home for a shift change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night was hugging Townville when I got there, got lift to ferry port from one of my now excollegue – thanx! and there was eddie. heh small world - eddie also works in nowhere but he also lives in magnetic island, he gave me lift to my hostel in island – thanx!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrK81r6SI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0sEzn5ajSWs/s1600-h/magnetic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrK81r6SI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0sEzn5ajSWs/s320/magnetic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575624259823906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short: magnetic island is nice and I have a friend there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next evening I was back in Townsville airport to get high and low and back to bris. 3 hours for packing and Aaron gave me lift to airport – thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BNE-SIN-DXB-IST=24 hours+n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back in turkey and Galyna met me in airport, with skirt and everything :)  oh, darling happy days will now begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we took bus to Ankara, so went another night with my body carried around. good old Ankara, odty and people I had seen before. few days later after gathering our snowboarding equipment – G had got me new jacket and pants . my first real snowboardingpants ever! – yeee &amp;amp;thanx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankara-tbilisi its ~24hr ride and our company in bus got very jolly singin dancing, throwing up. so we got to tbilisi. almost.  almost cause it was Saturday - time for demonstration against Saakashvili hence Tbilisi was closed down for buses in fear of opposition reinforcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we had a friend inside and he came and gave us lift to busstation and then marshrutka gave us lift to gudauri and then Otari gave us room in same house of sun where we had slept last winter and then we gave ourselves some time to sleep…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow, lots of snow. not as perfect as last season cause sun was working hard but there was new lift hence new places to go and altogether this week was offpiste grandiosa!. in our last day there were competitions – first time ever in gudauri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLDgmJyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qwFBwJe3ulU/s1600-h/gudauri1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLDgmJyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qwFBwJe3ulU/s320/gudauri1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575626050414370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were there and georgian tv was there and although we didn’t win 1st place&amp;amp;skis we still gave interviews as only international participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was Saturday again and we left snow to mountains and went back to Tbilisi where was spring and our friend Mate and small kick scooter and good time and big empty flat with kitchen where we played tavla and drank lemonade until it was very late/early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLj5ZNQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AAl6FG4pF4A/s1600-h/tavla1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLj5ZNQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AAl6FG4pF4A/s320/tavla1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575634744358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Mate! next to Batumi where we met Koka &amp;amp; family and visited spectacular green cape - botanical garden and absorbed georgian hospitality in many ways. it was easter time my dear readers. and we saw ourselves in  the news giving interview in georgian – movie magic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day off we went to border and started hitchhiking and after some time/cars/distance/bus took tour in trabzone and took bus to Ankara. not for long we stayed here but south we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geyikbairi is close to Antalya and very lalalaaa (very positive adjective) place for climbing. so next 3 days we climbed and slept and rain was with us when we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLlNIl8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mEntgA-6QNg/s1600-h/geyikbayri1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrLlNIl8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mEntgA-6QNg/s320/geyikbayri1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575635095590850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ankara.&lt;br /&gt;some time here as G is more student than me, meaning She even goes to uni if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to go to Ukraine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus 2 istanbul and turkish airlines flew us to Simferopol. I like Simferopol, it made me happy it is museum: old silver payphone (these used to be run with 2 kopek coins – remember old people?) in airport and tank in city square and city museum that is exhibit itself but inside its like museum in square ehh how can I not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26lIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9NMSjLwG7g4/s1600-h/harkiv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26lIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9NMSjLwG7g4/s320/harkiv2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352588537157611986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. train. harkiv. G’s place is big, up up up under the roof. nice very karlsson like place.&lt;br /&gt;9th of may. most important day in the whole year. that’s the day it was in the calendars when evil germans capitulated to russian forces in II world war. another déjà vu for me with all this flowers, war veterans, speeches and even statue of lenin in city square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrMKLmoGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/rSSwkh9KDyY/s1600-h/harkiv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkgrMKLmoGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/rSSwkh9KDyY/s320/harkiv1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575645021282402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to train and back to crimea. from Simferopol train station u can take trolleybus to yalta. we didn’t took it. it was bus instead that took us not to yalta but nikita. before nikita there was big gate by the road with big letters APTEK written over it. I first thought its funny place for pharmacy but then I understood it is something else – actually it is ARTEK. used to be promised land for all kids in soviet union. basically it is just summercamp at black sea that is still running with much less popularity but nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg250JWN2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/FUUDtndVO9k/s1600-h/nikita1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg250JWN2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/FUUDtndVO9k/s320/nikita1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352588524008126306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in nikita – place between artek and yalta with popular climbing area and lot of small houses by the coast where its easy to find accommodation. we found. we climbed. we visited yalta. we also visited wing of swan and cat another climbing places next to siami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26KC3W6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/KCUwwECz8Vs/s1600-h/siami1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26KC3W6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/KCUwwECz8Vs/s320/siami1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352588529886518178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather got better every day and hence of course we had to return to harkiv to get new passport for G as her old passport was falling apart and caused heaps on untrust and timewaste on borders. passport office showed strong vitality of soviet customer service in government structures. effectively were people made feel worthless and tiny. but passport we got thanks to good connections. we went to see childrens rock climbing competition. amazing! so many children in every age and it was relatively small event. I remember Estonian competitions where there are couple of children in best case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went back to Simferopol and hang around there and took plane to Istanbul and bus to Ankara and we were back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa and I almost forgot. even before we left harkiv first time we did some shopping there. many people know that I have been riding board that’s old enough to be a dead dog – k2 tricky from last century it was. now I saw in shop board I like and bindings and boots too so now I’m proud owner of apo amenite 160 board with apo express/dark milk bindings and thirty two tm-two boots. very nice they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in Ankara it was time to do go to lake eymir. nice place in property of odty. also nice is fact that to get there best way is by bikes. We got one very good good bike and other decent bike and we did eymir lake. striking trip even if with some bruises for G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26YGi6sI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QnVKGXDmc6c/s1600-h/eymir1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Skg26YGi6sI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QnVKGXDmc6c/s320/eymir1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352588533660052162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Istanbul and we went to airport and G went to train where she got 1st call trip back and I flew to dubai and to Singapore and to Brisbane and I was back in Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-2943421091217115279?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/2943421091217115279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=2943421091217115279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/2943421091217115279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/2943421091217115279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-europe.html' title='back to europe... ?'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SkhFspzQGwI/AAAAAAAAAYI/bqhCasSDrvc/s72-c/phos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-7373833493399187918</id><published>2009-03-28T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:54:43.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still with justus, no courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-RBXTnnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g072H-MRDw8/s1600-h/flight%26camp%26legend.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-RBXTnnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g072H-MRDw8/s320/flight%26camp%26legend.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318186303371845234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved. kosovo is deep in the past. now i live in more house like structure, with 3x more space and everything else is bigger too - sweet. i even can get wifi connection when i put trashbin on my bed and my laptop on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4Af27hsYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dWh1LTDjBaQ/s1600-h/home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4Af27hsYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dWh1LTDjBaQ/s320/home2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318188757292265858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and obviously there are more roos around here, though it might just be coincidence :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7JqoA5aeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RWJcFpZleF4/s1600-h/roos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7JqoA5aeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RWJcFpZleF4/s320/roos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318409944104004066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes time to get used to work 14 day shifts with 12h per day then 2 days off and back to work and so on... looks like it takes more time than i have here, as now over a month is done and just 1 week left but i still wouldnt consider myself being used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of my free day i went to mount Isa where I got to see civilization once again - supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-Qd1tRaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/o2_wwl4trO0/s1600-h/aerodrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-Qd1tRaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/o2_wwl4trO0/s320/aerodrome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318186293835679138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our aerodrome is tiny its more like a busstop (and if u look from right angle it is very much like a busstop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AfU30YVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kXfTr4bVHUg/s1600-h/aerodrome2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AfU30YVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kXfTr4bVHUg/s320/aerodrome2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318188748149907794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there are regular flights from Phosphate to mnt isa i could get flight there and back on&lt;br /&gt;company's expenses. plane was cute small beechcraft king air with propellers and everything and I sat just behing pilot and i could take pictures not only from clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AfkpRuDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/j2Rtxv9-cxk/s1600-h/flight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AfkpRuDI/AAAAAAAAAVY/j2Rtxv9-cxk/s320/flight1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318188752383883314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another novelty: plane's aircon was fucked up so instead of usual chillyness in flights this ones were bloody hot. so that after stepping out from plane the usual &gt;35C weather felt refreshingly cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AftLtJSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/IFI6XEdEmyg/s1600-h/flight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4AftLtJSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/IFI6XEdEmyg/s320/flight2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318188754675770658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lift from airport straight to the event of the month - mining expo. way to go, first time in my life. machines are big there thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4Af8ZV6mI/AAAAAAAAAVw/sqbglilaEOc/s1600-h/minexpo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc4Af8ZV6mI/AAAAAAAAAVw/sqbglilaEOc/s320/minexpo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318188758759500386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mount isa with population of 25000 is small town but its administrative center for huge area ~42000 km2 - thats almost as big as Estonia (~45000km2).  isa is hardcore mining town with mine sites sitting just next to city centre.&lt;br /&gt;museum and local people told me there used to be estonians and big finnish community with saunas and everything. They immigrated here before/during/after IIWW but probably got lost for now as i didnt meet them myself.&lt;br /&gt;there were fossiles in museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no fossiles in mount bruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7JqhNAd1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/cROdJ8TnSIE/s1600-h/mntbruce2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7JqhNAd1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/cROdJ8TnSIE/s320/mntbruce2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318409942275749714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mount bruce is obviously mountain, small but still biggest around here so i went to top of it&lt;br /&gt;nice nice nice. now i know where all this aboriginal patterns come from but i didnt meet any fossiles that should be up there (not that i know much about them anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell already we have wonderful food here. every month there is seafood night and as i'm always here i experienced it. it is strange to have heaps of lobsters and oysters and shrimps and whatnot to eat whatever and as much as you want for free. somehow i dont have photo of this :(&lt;br /&gt;another writeworthy happening in mess was capture of snake. Once during breakfast ~5am a snake was discovered wandering under dining tables. no worries mate, soon came brave man with snakepole and big black bag and after short pursuit snake was in the bag and out of the building no much excitment whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dissapointed in snakes, although i've been walking, running and biking around quite much i've not really met more snakes here.&lt;br /&gt;at least one day while biking i met big (~ 1.5m) dragon lizard / varanus on my way. very cool fella indeed calm as a buddhist monk and just slowly-slowly toddled he off from the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7cPjZCrQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ex0Zm4B6Xok/s1600-h/birds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7cPjZCrQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ex0Zm4B6Xok/s320/birds2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318430369727556866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are birds too. just when i biked back from mount Bruce i noticed that hawks (or eagles or whatever they are named in the books) had noticed me. maybe its cause of hitchcock but having 20+ of them flying around my head while im biking in the middle of remote outback did make me feel chancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-Q8YkHII/AAAAAAAAAU4/9ZbNYDKMOlQ/s1600-h/car2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-Q8YkHII/AAAAAAAAAU4/9ZbNYDKMOlQ/s320/car2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318186302034943106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a car. with nice flaggy. sometimes. as we have to work on unregular times sometimes and carry stuff around. so i have had my share of switching on wipers instead of turning indicators but its no biggie. cars are biggies though all have 4+liter V8 engines... why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is observatory. for observing big things in the sky that are very small from our viewpoint. its real thing with special dome and all. telescope is called Meade LX200 with 305mm aperture, 3m focal length (f/10) and bunch of different size eyepieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7YbAKhi2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/DygU4MbqBKM/s1600-h/observatory1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7YbAKhi2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/DygU4MbqBKM/s320/observatory1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318426168383343458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fancy apparatus with builtin gps and database so it always knows itself where any interesting skything is and it takes just selection from remote to move it there. then again its not hubble, so you dont see stunningly bright and sharp and colorful pictures of distant galaxies but still i saw rings of saturn and nice star clusters and more. right now its not best time anyway, atmosphere is too warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are other things in night that look much bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7MMJWpPcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MYB3raIlAuI/s1600-h/plant3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc7MMJWpPcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MYB3raIlAuI/s320/plant3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318412719012527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-7373833493399187918?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/7373833493399187918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=7373833493399187918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7373833493399187918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7373833493399187918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-with-justus-no-courage.html' title='still with justus, no courage'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Sc3-RBXTnnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/g072H-MRDw8/s72-c/flight%26camp%26legend.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-2495827758220731834</id><published>2009-03-05T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:09:30.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i story is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody loves history anymore. not even me. yes, yes, yes, i kicked my oldest memoirs to the darkest periphery of me blog - whadda skulduggery! (but i blame females)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and test Uselves like we, miners,  do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SbC9qMOCNoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IIsMracId1w/s1600-h/piss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SbC9qMOCNoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IIsMracId1w/s320/piss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309952493202060930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-2495827758220731834?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/2495827758220731834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=2495827758220731834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/2495827758220731834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/2495827758220731834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/03/istory-is-dead.html' title='i story is dead'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SbC9qMOCNoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IIsMracId1w/s72-c/piss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-4161927776820212235</id><published>2009-02-27T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:17:14.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting justus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one morning many moons ago i got mail from my boss. in the mail was offer to go to work in a project far far away from home - phosphate hill they call the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaioyS-Jt4I/AAAAAAAAATI/L4-KOnoROAY/s1600-h/map_oz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaioyS-Jt4I/AAAAAAAAATI/L4-KOnoROAY/s320/map_oz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307677742895576962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toomas likes this kind of things and so i went. on sunny sunday morning i flew to townsville together with my indian collegue. travelling on company's expenses is good. holiday inn has 20 floors and pool on the roof and image as one of the best hotels in town. its highest for sure.&lt;br /&gt;there is also other side - getting into mine site is a hassle. u need full medical examination including ecg, audiometry, spirometry and drug test. as doctor in brisbane skipped some of tests it happend that we had to see doctor in townsville too.&lt;br /&gt;also it meant us flying on later not monday morning but on wednesday. no worries, mate, 3 days in townsville with fully paid hotels and meals let me see difference between **** and *** hotels and try many different eating places in town but then we flew on...&lt;br /&gt;there are stories about mines in oz. roumors say this is place where wages are bigger than imagination and workers live in a blatant luxury.&lt;br /&gt;well, lets see what i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwMccEiUI/AAAAAAAAATo/6gcX3CkPMK8/s1600-h/welcome+to+ph1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwMccEiUI/AAAAAAAAATo/6gcX3CkPMK8/s320/welcome+to+ph1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307685888694978882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phosphate hill is a mine site, thats where they excavate phosphate ore, mix it with sulphuric acid, add some ammonia and voila they get fertilizers. mine site  means high safety, common uniform with steel cap boots.  you wear helmet and safety glasses and respirator in many locations.&lt;br /&gt;Alltogether it reminds me estonia, the military service i did there. discipline, strict rules, life sharply by the clock etc and time  is shifted here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day:&lt;br /&gt;i wakeup 4:45am, get myself together and step out of my box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saioxr2U5kI/AAAAAAAAASo/pZg-VIdlApE/s1600-h/kosovo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saioxr2U5kI/AAAAAAAAASo/pZg-VIdlApE/s320/kosovo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307677732393772610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i live in 'kosovo' (thats called so as its worst accommodation in camp and we are there cause we are short timers) in a container - room is ~3x1.5m + shared bathroom that is squeezed between two rooms. this space hosts bed, table, chair, fridge, tv, wardrobe, sink, me, and many different bugs. grasshoppers are hopping in uncountable numbers around and shiny big beetles who are too lazy to fly roam around accompanied with mozzies who r always happy to suck my blood and in toilet (yep, straigght in the pot) there live frogs -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saiox4XeYNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/f6qXT8dDb3o/s1600-h/frog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saiox4XeYNI/AAAAAAAAAS4/f6qXT8dDb3o/s320/frog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307677735754031314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silvergreen stickyfingers who havent heard about gravity and can walk around on ceiling as flies...&lt;br /&gt;haa, almost forgot, a/c is there too it that makes lot of noise and keeps my home cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes for eating breakfast and confecting lunch (i even have nice plastic box for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saiox8ACMaI/AAAAAAAAASw/4qeHJpdPiQM/s1600-h/eatery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/Saiox8ACMaI/AAAAAAAAASw/4qeHJpdPiQM/s320/eatery1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307677736729457058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 5:40 leaves the only morning bus to the plant that is 16 km south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwL89NQEI/AAAAAAAAATY/I7apTsgHDYo/s1600-h/plant1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwL89NQEI/AAAAAAAAATY/I7apTsgHDYo/s320/plant1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307685880244027458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are two main placees: plant and camp (ok, between them there is also an "airport" - thats only for us cause closest populated place is over 60km away and there lives like 1 man and his dog). closest real town is mount isa ~150km north so plant is where work is, camp is where u sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SajXGBy65QI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qVRX3NkdQdg/s1600-h/monument1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SajXGBy65QI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qVRX3NkdQdg/s320/monument1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307728659417326850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp is called monument village thanks to the rock just next to camp. this rock is ancient aboriginal holyground hence taboo for white people. there are several restricted aboriginal sites around the place.&lt;br /&gt;hill with monument rock is called mount cock and two nearby sites as tittie hills, shouldnt take too much imagination to understand why. 6am i step into my office to start another fructuous day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwLtNm-uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9PFAgxiJpCs/s1600-h/office1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwLtNm-uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9PFAgxiJpCs/s320/office1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307685876017855202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who dont know yet i'm contracted here to replace old computers with new ones so thats what im supposed to do, strangely not all of new computers are here yet, and noone seems to worry nor hurry. then it will be 12 hours of fun fun fun and 6pm bus is ready to take us  back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner is available until 8pm so usually I go biking or gymming for ~1 hour, make it to canteen for 7:30pm for quick eat and for 8pm im in my room ready to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;tv has 2 inhouse channels showing 'made in hollywood' movies every night and dozen of popular skychannels too. limited human experiments have shown that the more I sleep the better i feel next morning, maximum sleep being so far 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positive:&lt;br /&gt;food is very good, big variety, lots of healthy stuff and in unlimited (thats bad also as i tend to eat too much :P ) quantitiy&lt;br /&gt;nature is just beauty. thanks to recent heavy rainfalls everything here is very green,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwMvKkzII/AAAAAAAAATw/oNYvrZOHZ5o/s1600-h/landscape2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaiwMvKkzII/AAAAAAAAATw/oNYvrZOHZ5o/s320/landscape2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307685893721869442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except rocks that get very red at sunset&lt;br /&gt;there are  free to use mountainbikes (i bike mostly around camp on firetrails)&lt;br /&gt;25m swimming pool, tenniscourt, fully equipped gym, bar with pool virtual golf and more.&lt;br /&gt;and they pay me and they accommodate and feed me for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-4161927776820212235?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/4161927776820212235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=4161927776820212235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/4161927776820212235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/4161927776820212235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='visiting justus'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SaioyS-Jt4I/AAAAAAAAATI/L4-KOnoROAY/s72-c/map_oz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-5858734138487891783</id><published>2009-02-07T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:21:16.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where mountains are blue</title><content type='html'>pushing my limits. 600km is not bad for a 20$ bike but 5th post is personal best for a toomas.&lt;br /&gt;dead rodents r not too popular on both sides of blog – i just had to kick maxi (christian name for one of our taleless feline) out of the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who just came proudly growling with next fat rat stuck in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries ratlovers - there r other issues this time... toomas did the Blueys!&lt;br /&gt;!commercial! World Heritage-listed Blue Mountains – offers a range of experiences found nowhere else on Earth! like worlds steepest railway that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired from old mining tramways constructed long time ago (end of 19th cetury i mean). they say ’railway line descends 415 metres through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandstone cliffs, via a rock tunnel with a maximum gradient of 52 degrees’.&lt;br /&gt;remark: I just found that efficient 4x4 things like nissan patrol can climb just up to 40 degree slopes. hmmm... must be steep one then&lt;br /&gt;next time if im too injured or old for climbing i will check this train out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyTDZOiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xqtCnPoWqV0/s1600-h/on+road+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyTDZOiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xqtCnPoWqV0/s320/on+road+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300395677406804514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took 12 hours &amp;amp; 1 old holden commodore to move 3 men 1000km south from brisbane.&lt;br /&gt;our home was now blackheath - small village in heart of the mountains. three days were more or less full of rocks and climbing. good tihnig about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockclimbing is imminent necessity to go to nature and blue mountains have plenty of it in high quality.&lt;br /&gt;days&lt;br /&gt;1. day, morning: 4 routes with grades 18-20, location is nice, for two routes belayer must click himself to the wall as start is on narrow ledge over the void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sites.google.com/site/zomeone/files/panorama2_out.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from top of the 3rd route (grade 19) while Aaron is climbing up on 4th route (20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyXmDMII/AAAAAAAAASA/D8e0psZ_KDg/s1600-h/blue+day1+morning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyXmDMII/AAAAAAAAASA/D8e0psZ_KDg/s320/blue+day1+morning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300395678625902722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. day evening: 2 routes 20&amp;amp;19, first route is with bad protected bouldery start so we stick clip first bolt (i first met this technique in oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and according to guidebook it seems to be standard on many routes).&lt;br /&gt;as a bonus after climbing we went to swim and i onsighted my first deep water solo (dont know official grade but i would say its something around 6a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7YeQlOGjI/AAAAAAAAASg/AYHZeOIDhdY/s1600-h/blue+day1+evening2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7YeQlOGjI/AAAAAAAAASg/AYHZeOIDhdY/s320/blue+day1+evening2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300411825820408370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping to water from top of this ~10m cliff gave good shock even when watering properly feet first so would have been real bummer to fail that solo@the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our campsite included bbq place so pieces of dead cow we grilled there aussie way - big and bloody together with bundaberg rum+ginger ale and international company of other campers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. day, morning: saturday caused more people on the rocks that caused us to warm up on 21 as easier routes were busy. sun was also busy so we had to escape from heat after making one 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyRd7yoI/AAAAAAAAASI/2TKroFYfAPw/s1600-h/blue+day2+morning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyRd7yoI/AAAAAAAAASI/2TKroFYfAPw/s320/blue+day2+morning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300395676981250690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. evening: after mornings inspiration from sun we decided to go to sector freezer. lotsa walking and getting lost on a way is guaranteed but place is super. just views alone are wotrth getiing lost over bad description in guidebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sites.google.com/site/zomeone/files/panorama4_out.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 18 for warmup i onsighted 22 and 23 (last one in toprope cause bolts vere really shitty). back to car we got in dark  and back to sleep much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. day morning: @zap crag - another nice place with a good bouldering spot by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JysBhJwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vRcZR6tZgZ4/s1600-h/blue+day3+morning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JysBhJwI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vRcZR6tZgZ4/s320/blue+day3+morning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300395684109821698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18, 20 and 22 all onsight last one perfect overhang with big holds, steep as a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to brisbane we went through australia on australia day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning was tuesday. i went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small table for hint about oz grading (from www.mountaindays.net):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..........          &lt;/span&gt;USA &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..................                                  &lt;/span&gt;Australian&lt;br /&gt;4+ to 6a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;........ &lt;/span&gt;5.8 - 5.9 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                    ............ &lt;/span&gt;15 - 18&lt;br /&gt;5+ to 6a+ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            ....... &lt;/span&gt;5.9 - 5.10a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;              ......... &lt;/span&gt;18 - 20&lt;br /&gt;6a+ to 6b+ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;         ...... &lt;/span&gt;5.10b - 5.10c &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        ...... &lt;/span&gt;19 - 21&lt;br /&gt;6b to 6c &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                ......... &lt;/span&gt;5.10d - 5.11b &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        ...... &lt;/span&gt;20 - 22&lt;br /&gt;6c to 7a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                ......... &lt;/span&gt;5.11b - 5.11d &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        ...... &lt;/span&gt;22 - 23&lt;br /&gt;7a to 7b &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                ........ &lt;/span&gt;5.11d - 5.12b &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        ....... &lt;/span&gt;23 - 25&lt;br /&gt;7b to 7c+ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;             ....... &lt;/span&gt;5.12b - 5.13a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        ....... &lt;/span&gt;25 - 28&lt;br /&gt;7c+ to 8a+ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;         ...... &lt;/span&gt;5.13a - 5.13c &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;         ....... &lt;/span&gt;28 - 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remark: more pictures today i experimented with interactive panorama photos, there are couple of these in this post. like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sites.google.com/site/zomeone/files/panorama3_out.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they dont work then install latest flash (http://www.adobe.com/support/flashplayer/downloads.html) and try again or then just forget it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-5858734138487891783?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/5858734138487891783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=5858734138487891783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/5858734138487891783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/5858734138487891783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-mountains-are-blue_07.html' title='where mountains are blue'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SY7JyTDZOiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xqtCnPoWqV0/s72-c/on+road+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-1961026383515450959</id><published>2009-01-13T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:43:31.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>job and death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am working. thats right. i go to work every morning when calendar doesnt say weekend. time 830-1700 and 1 hour for lunch in between. place is very smart ’southbank institute of technology’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHHKi4oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0yKKPkebU3I/s1600-h/tafe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHHKi4oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0yKKPkebU3I/s320/tafe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785203854434946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one could say its university. and im there to help – yep like batman or something. i did this kind of helping in estonia too, im experienced helper. people have problem with their computers, they call me, i will come and help them. people get happy, toomas gets money. wonderful system. there are bad things also: i cant climb and swim anymore in the mornings. i have to follow dress code: these oz people r strange: i have to wear closed shoes because (as older collegues stressed) if computer falls on ur toes it will cut them off when sandals u wear!  in estonia i came to work in closed shoes and changed them for sandals indoors, in australia its opposite but I cant really blame them - they have kangaroos. oh yeah, dangerous, dangerous job... and no jeans or t-shirts here. must have shirt with collar and decent pants – they are needed for manipulating customers minds – so they think we are better workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHaRnouI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CPVdTDwTztk/s1600-h/cats1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHaRnouI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CPVdTDwTztk/s320/cats1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785208984380130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough about work. there are more things to share. for example plenty of rabbits little siblings: our small house is situated just in the crossroad of different lifeforms. lets start with more common species. in (or out) our house you can meet 2 cats. spectacular facts are: they dont have tails and they really catch mice. to be accurate not only mice but everything that is smaller than them and moves, like: spiders, birds, opossums, lizards, snakes. they r proud of their work and bring their kills home so I can show to you too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHY93f0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/q_WNlvyHHlU/s1600-h/cat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHY93f0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/q_WNlvyHHlU/s320/cat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785208633098050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality call for jerry – dont fuck with tom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkq9UIqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q4LTfSM4oyU/s1600-h/jerry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkq9UIqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/q4LTfSM4oyU/s320/jerry1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785711678825122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiders, big and deadly is one stereotype for australia. well they r definately big in size and numbers here, about deadlyness dont know yet. this fellow sat on my ceiling, biggest spider my eyes ever met, maybe im exaggerating but seemed to be same size as my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkv1aUlI/AAAAAAAAARA/oxL_txAFqAc/s1600-h/spider1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkv1aUlI/AAAAAAAAARA/oxL_txAFqAc/s320/spider1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785712987853394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and if u could look out from our bathroom like i do you could notice these boys (they have lotsa friends too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkzGElGI/AAAAAAAAARI/spAJMnqHJKw/s1600-h/spiders1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylkzGElGI/AAAAAAAAARI/spAJMnqHJKw/s320/spiders1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290785713863038050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-1961026383515450959?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/1961026383515450959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=1961026383515450959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/1961026383515450959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/1961026383515450959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/01/job-and-death.html' title='job and death'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWylHHKi4oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0yKKPkebU3I/s72-c/tafe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-8636462141003698145</id><published>2009-01-04T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:19:26.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bike&amp;job getting</title><content type='html'>bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tendency to buy bike everywhere where i stay little longer so do not wonder friends - i got one here. and then i got another one - even before i had seen twenty mornings on this continent. first i made nice deal on australian own brand ’malvern star’ hybrid bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDkSoPPLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yIiybTgQMJw/s1600-h/bike1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDkSoPPLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yIiybTgQMJw/s320/bike1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287440990776278194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it had shimano sis deraillieurs and huge play in bottom bracket (that is bad thing by the way but ’no problem, i will fix it myself’ thought i)  despite anything it looked splendid bike for 50$. heh, it wasnt. because spokes got epidemy. until problem stayed in front wheel it was ok - anybody can change spoke on front wheel. but then 2 spokes living side by side on rear wheel died together with wheels original geometry – wonderful! and outcome: next day i went and bought much older bike for 20$. and sold my shiny sick bike for 50$ to one malaisian guy who smiled to me and told „no problem, i will fix it myself“... yeah, why not... so now i have old hybrid bike with kinky name 'giant nutria' that also looks old but actually has much more quality inside (acera x deraillieurs :P ) than its predecessor and it even has computer that said to me today i've been rollin on that bike for 400 km now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDk71SB3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/GVOjeOTfcrI/s1600-h/bike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDk71SB3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/GVOjeOTfcrI/s320/bike2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441001836840818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job getting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have started to think - getting a job is not too easy. there r long moments when it seems jobs r away or hiding and everybody is looking for them. and jobs u can find they dont answer u they run away. then again it depends. to get lowend job is easier even if considering global economical downfall and high season of backpackers (who r lookin exactly for this kind of jobs). rural areas and farms r still refugee for pennyless workhungry traveller just i have some pennys left and im naive enough to hope getting more specialist (it stuff u know) job. with this kind of jobs main problem is working restrictions according to my visa – i can work maximum 6 months in one company. therefore for decent job companies dont want me cause i will leave too quickly and for simpler jobs they say i'm just overqualified. what i can do is: find ad’s, send cv’s and wait and call and wait more. and then i got job. and tomorrow is my first day as proletarian again... more about my job will i tell when i know more myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDlGGJPuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/c9ITQdORSlI/s1600-h/job1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDlGGJPuI/AAAAAAAAAQE/c9ITQdORSlI/s320/job1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287441004591922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-8636462141003698145?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/8636462141003698145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=8636462141003698145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/8636462141003698145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/8636462141003698145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2009/01/bike-getting.html' title='bike&amp;job getting'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SWDDkSoPPLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yIiybTgQMJw/s72-c/bike1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-3203965602809274684</id><published>2008-12-24T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:09:58.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yRGQIiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pN2m_2aHzic/s1600-h/light+thing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yRGQIiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pN2m_2aHzic/s320/light+thing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283630323581592098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;im tryin not to be original and so i start talkin about weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;01.12.2008 started summer. summer means heat. summer means rain and lightning too. thats how it usually is: sun rises so early that i dont know when but @6 its already light enough to walk around without stepping on the cat. temperature &gt;=20C morning comes with sunshine and sunshine works fast for ~11 it gets too hot for mammals &amp;amp; so it stays until sun hides away. often it gets cloudy afternoon and starts raining when darkness comes (darkness comes between 6&amp;amp;7). after it gets cloudy it often starts raining. after it starts raining (or on same time (or even llittle before)) it often starts lightning. Alltogether quite neatly organized. rains at night, suns at day. to escape daytime heat there is airconditioning like ac on the wall or propeller in ceiling or shady benches on boardwalk and there is waterconditioning like cold shower or ,the beach’. ’the beach’ doesnt include dicaprio it is just big decorated open air and free access pool next to the river and in middle of the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yLcbQLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/orMaosxGfqE/s1600-h/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yLcbQLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/orMaosxGfqE/s320/beach1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283630322063982770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;days are passin, i’m sure u have noticed that phenomena. but my days here r different than before so let me tell u how many of my days are made like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my new mobile phone from singapore has fascinating function  - alarm. so every day 6:55 it sings me a song (5nizza – big bada boom). quick coffee and somethin sweet (like gingernut cookies :P) and i then i take my bike and then i bike to kangaroo point (kp). kp is one reason why i happened to brisbane so i have to write some sentences about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yflANaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HgnUnoQ3OGE/s1600-h/kp2_panorama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yflANaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HgnUnoQ3OGE/s320/kp2_panorama1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283630327468668322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;en.wikipedia.org:  kp is located on a peninsula formed of harder rhyolite rock which the Brisbane River flows around it is a popular recreation spot, conveniently close to the city... www.climb.org.au:  The ultimate urban training ground...Real rock at a reasonable height, right near the heart of the CBD. There are concrete bollards at the top of the cliff for top rope anchors. Taps, BBQ's and toilets close by. Bright lights along the base of the cliff also make night climbing possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;show me more convenient natural climbingplace in the world and i’ll give u something good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5y8O27yI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w3DYYqn1nNg/s1600-h/kp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5y8O27yI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w3DYYqn1nNg/s320/kp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283630335160413986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;from my house it takes ~15 minutes to bike there and second half of the road follows pleasant boardwalk next to the brisbane river.  its smart to get there early to miss the sun. i’m not very smart so i get there after 8 when its already warm. so far i’m lonely ranger so bouldering is my choice. there are other climbers in brisbane and no wonder they also sometimes come there so it happens I can also do real climbing from time2time. there are some nice indoor places also in brisbane but about these I’ll write later... and then it gets too hot and i go to swim. ’the beach’ is between kp and my home so i have to swim there after climbing, its enjoyable in the mornings. in weekends or afternoons its not nice to swim there – very crowded it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then im back home and i eat and then i go to library. library is very friendly place. it has lot of books and stuff and nice places to sit and nice views to view and its cool (ac!). in library i work with my computer. they close library 1800 so then i must go back home and eat. and then i watch some film and/or work more with computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;such a nice days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yRT23tI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G2rp7OMX3D4/s1600-h/beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yRT23tI/AAAAAAAAAPU/G2rp7OMX3D4/s320/beach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283630323638656722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-3203965602809274684?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/3203965602809274684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=3203965602809274684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/3203965602809274684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/3203965602809274684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2008/12/routine.html' title='routine'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SVM5yRGQIiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/pN2m_2aHzic/s72-c/light+thing1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-7288594548524517271</id><published>2008-12-18T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:57:27.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>going (or just one more way how to get to oz)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9s20a4SI/AAAAAAAAANc/QktkSjcE3ho/s1600-h/darwin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9s20a4SI/AAAAAAAAANc/QktkSjcE3ho/s320/darwin6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382828860956962" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My route was going to be: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tallinn-riga (bus), riga-istanbul, intermission@turkey, istanbul-doha-singapore, shopping, singapore-darwin (sightseeing), darwin-brisbane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of october was my last day @work and first day of my journey towards the big island. ecoline bus (thanx to imbi and ints!) rode me to midnight riga. airbaltic decided to postpone me flight so instead of airport i met couchsurfer nauris – skinhead looking art student&amp;amp;cockroachkeeper (remark: he had 4 big roaches all called bruce willis) - who provided me prime necessities: bed and roof and alternnative spot@riga oldtown for helloing halloween – thanx nauris. Morning came and plane took me to istanbul. and there was G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs-NAt3K4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/MpYeHrA9YDo/s1600-h/g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs-NAt3K4I/AAAAAAAAAN8/MpYeHrA9YDo/s320/g1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383381273619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is the She. the most wonderful girl in the world. we hugged and we kissed and we went to taxim and we met this german guy whose name i’ve forgotten and we had lunch and G’s things and bus2antalya and bus2olympos and then it was sunday 21108. &amp;amp;me&amp;amp;G were @olympos in nice double room for us for whole 1 week. now if u think we had good time then u r not completely right – we had much better time. we even found time to climb (i think i made my first 6c route there in new sector which name i dont remember) and swim..... people, people, go to olympos in november even if u cant take double its just best time imho. probably it was friday when we hitched 2antalya. there was concert by the only known for science turkish littlebit skaband ’athena’. our friend eray got us free tickets (thanx eray for tickets and for roof!) and athena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs-h3vn0RI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rmIgCi5DwHM/s1600-h/athena2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs-h3vn0RI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rmIgCi5DwHM/s320/athena2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383739642335506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;played for us and next morning us went back 2mountains. then new Sunday came and we hithchiked back2antalya&amp;amp;bussed forth2ankara. there i could once more see odty - my alma mater from past. nb! they have tightened security so it needs more talking to get through the gates. monday evening came&amp;amp;gave to the world one more nice dinner@Ege’splace. i made my first cooking attempt over years that resulted in eatable apple pie and G created her usual „i’dont know what i did“ delicious cooking and there was Raimund who somehow didnt cook anything. and there was one black girl who has almost the same koss earphones as me only hers a little bit cooler looking. morning=bus2istanbul and despite emotions and abstemious resistance from metro, security and airline checkin workers I reached onto plane and She was gone again. or i. or us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUtAwMS68hI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4ujrMTreKaI/s1600-h/fly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUtAwMS68hI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4ujrMTreKaI/s320/fly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386184700523026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Qatar airways is good, even considering circumstances it was still positive, yes! fly it! I say (i should come back with it to get even better associations). in addition to neat airline quatar has also capital, they call it doha and doha has nicer airport than tallinn - new as a fresh milk. met some estonian guys there who were also on thei way to rooland just via different ports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9tp54cDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rjFBgk-KSRE/s1600-h/doha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9tp54cDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rjFBgk-KSRE/s320/doha1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382842574073906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;next stop singapore. do you also think that in singapore you get best prices for electronics on our planet? somehow I had this idea. Well, its not true. some things u can get cheap but mostly not, especially newest stuff  and u must always search and bargain and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then do it again and again and then you’ll see. Anyhow, thats what i think now – one camera lens and mobile phone later. Then I changed my leftover sgd’s into aud’s and...welcome to jetstar flight jq62 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs_nYhcD7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/5uf9kgcht1g/s1600-h/darwin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs_nYhcD7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/5uf9kgcht1g/s320/darwin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281384933852188594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jetstar has nothing to do with qatar so bring everything with u, like for quilt, to keep from hypothermia, they wanted lotsa $ i dont know how much, how should i remember i didnt pay it. darwin – merry christmas - first corner of oz, hot as a hell and everybody prepares for santa. small airport is full of sleepers when u arrive 6am and temperature outside is already nasty. I hitchike to town get lift from local climber who drives me to local climbing spot created into ww2 time oiltank – closed. open is nearby park where some bumps r consuming ganja&amp;amp;beer&amp;amp;try to fight with no effect, porbably its too hot for such action, I pass. walk to center instead – nothing. Empty straight streets with occasional 4x4 trucks and backpackers, aboriginals loitering in shade, drinkin something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9s80akbI/AAAAAAAAANk/l18ge4jGSxg/s1600-h/darwin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9s80akbI/AAAAAAAAANk/l18ge4jGSxg/s320/darwin3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382830471549362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; temperature is busy with getting bigger and kicks in – not very describable. I go2beach – empty. signs say: swim not! evil jellyfish will kill u, locals say: crocodiles will kill u too. I will not swim, i just touch pacific it looks dirty and feels way too hot... i think i understand jelly&amp;amp;croco met german girl @beach who works in darwin and we talk and watch how sun plops into the big sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9tdpBb0I/AAAAAAAAANs/I-QdM1chh3c/s1600-h/darwin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9tdpBb0I/AAAAAAAAANs/I-QdM1chh3c/s320/darwin5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281382839282134850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; She gives me ride to town – another thanx. beer @busy backpackers hostel and back to airport. quantas (basicaly same company as jetstar just jetstar should be lowfare brand – i dont notice any difference except quantas has older plane, national flight ) brings me to brisbane. Airport is bigger, temperature is almost estonian. I take train, i take bus, i walk, i am @small house – my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-7288594548524517271?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/7288594548524517271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=7288594548524517271' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7288594548524517271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7288594548524517271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-or-just-one-more-way-how-to-get_18.html' title='going (or just one more way how to get to oz)'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I_6F8f718cU/SUs9s20a4SI/AAAAAAAAANc/QktkSjcE3ho/s72-c/darwin6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-6781315628998948831</id><published>2008-12-12T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:10:08.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remark1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and one more thing before there will be story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's not gonna be some haha funny story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;im writing this cause my memory is weak - i'm an old man (as tobias used to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;so i write it cause i want to know what i did last summer... when time comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;im not some funny guy - im a serious person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-6781315628998948831?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/6781315628998948831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=6781315628998948831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/6781315628998948831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/6781315628998948831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2008/12/remark1.html' title='remark1'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9207972527205708271.post-7873951951064321093</id><published>2008-12-06T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:08:00.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;just because some people have been asking and some other people have been doing and some time i have been having - so why not to do little blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ahjaa ja inglise keeles vist saab see olema - mul on rohkem tuttavaid kes ei viitsi eesti keelt õppida kui neid teisi (teised võivad seda komplimendiks võtta ja külmkappi panna) utilitarism ruulib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niisiis, lugu sellest kuda ma austraaliasse läksin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;so me went to oz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9207972527205708271-7873951951064321093?l=someoneatoz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/feeds/7873951951064321093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9207972527205708271&amp;postID=7873951951064321093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7873951951064321093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9207972527205708271/posts/default/7873951951064321093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someoneatoz.blogspot.com/2008/12/beginning.html' title='the beginning'/><author><name>Someone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00643739541258876618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
