Now is my second most hated season of a year. The first is late November – days are very short and you can’t expect real snowy winter any soon. Now, end of February and beginning of March, I’m bored with winter, which was poor this year, with very little snow (yeah, I live in Poland, not in USA, esp. not in Boston 😉 and frost. I can’t wait till it’s bright, colorful spring and hot sunny summer!
So, waiting for a significant change in weather I reached for pictures from last summer holiday to cheer up. Wonderful Croatian island of Korcula. It wasn’t easy to get to beautiful little beaches hidden in narrow bays (sometimes you had to drive down from approx. 500 m above sea level through very narrow winding lanes, just for 1 car, sharp turn after turn), but the views were amazing. And this colour of sea!
Once again we went skiing to Chyrowa in Beskid Niski, Poland. What we saw off the beaten track was amazingly beatiful.
Every branch of tree and bush was covered with thick coat of ideal transparent ice.
We couldn’t help taking more and more pictures, here are just a few of them.
It was like in fairy-tale, Narnia or something.
It was really hard to come back at evening from this paradise to grey, snow-les and ice-les winter town.
Funny situation occurred today when I answered a phone. It was a bank worker proposing me one of their financial service. I have an internet bank account in that bank and when it’s worker sometimes calls me he verifies my identity asking about my birth date and place and 3 of 9 digits of password that the bank had sent me earlier by sms.
After positively verifying details of my birth the call went on like that:
(bank worker) – “OK, I will explain you details of this service, I just only have to ask you now for 3 digits of your password to check, please give me the second, third and ninth digit”
(me) – “2, 3 and 9”
One minute of silence
(bw) – “If you give these 3 digits we can continue with our service”
(me) – “Sure, 2, 3 and 9”
Another long period of silence
(bw) – “Yes, in that order”
(me) – “I’ve already told you the digits”
(bw) – “Did you ?? So, please repeat them”
(me) – “2, 3, and 9”
(bw) – “Let me check …. 2, 3 and 9, yes, you’re right! I’m really sorry, I thought you were just repeating after me …”
And we eventually could go to the gist of bank matter…
My whole password was 823672429 (and info for potential hackers – it’s already changed 🙂 ).
There are sometimes situations that are hard to explain, sometimes funny, sometimes just strange. About month ago I was reading a book “Meat” by Joseph D’Lacey. I will not reveal the exact plot of this novel, but the action is set mainly in a slaughterhouse and the more you read the less you want to eat meat.
But I can tell fiction from life and didn’t stop eating meat even after I‘ve finished the book (to be precise we don’t eat much meat at home). I haven’t discussed about “Meat” with my family either. And I’m sure my daughter didn’t read the book, even fragments of it, when I was away, because the book is in English and she unfortunately doesn’t like English and reads tons of books, but only in Polish.
The strange thing is that one day, when I was about halfway through the book my daughter asked me not to put ham to her school sandwich and 2 days later she announced that from that day she’s not going to eat meat anymore. When we asked her for the reasons for such a resolution she said that looking or smelling meat make her sick. A few weeks passed from that day and she still doesn’t eat meat although it’s a bit problem for her as she’s told to prepare by herself alternative meals on days when we eat meat dishes.
I thought that it’s kind of anti-meat fashion among her school friends but rather it is not the issue.
Was it really only coincidence?