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My "no plans " adventures today

by miramaze @ Saturday, 20. Oct, 2007 - 23:16:08

Interesting what happens when you are open to whatever.

As I step outside the first person I meet is my neighbour Elizabeth her hubby and 15 month old baby. " I've seen you on Facebook " she tells me. What fun . Neighbours meet on the internet.

So where to ? Hmmm no plans is weird. No preconceived ideas. I let my body guide me - straight on ... right .. left .. ahhh we are moving towards the train station.

Train arrives. I have a quick flick through "Metro" Man has discovered a special kind of poop bag. :yes: poop in bag. Bag is impregnated with chemicals that render poop harmless.Bag can then be thrown into the sea or buried and in two weeks bag and contents are safely decomposed.

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Right .. where to get off .I decide on Stockholm Södra and make my way towards the shopping centre and food market taking pictures as I go .
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While taking pictures outside the wine and spirits shop , I'm approached by a man and woman who strike up a conversation with me.
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Turns out he is a coach and she is an economist and together they have an unusual project where they gather together curious people with the aim of pooling ideas. Would I be interested ? Hmmmm we exhange cards and telephone numbers. Weird. They seem friendly enough, but afterwards while waiting to but my bottle of wine I start to think. What if they are players or into something weird. Imagine turning up at their place and finding odd goings on+ lol my imagination runs wild .I buy my bottle of wine and leave.
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Where to now ? Tummy replies with a rumble. Walking through the market my nostrils pic up a whole range of scents .. freshly ground coffee, chocolate , cheese, fish ,, food ....
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My legs carry me towards an eatery. It 's packed there so I am joined by two young guys. We chat for a bit, I ask them how to get to MariaTorget as I am not so familiar with this part of town and they seem to enjoy helping me out. I'm enjoying myself. Only problem is that I'm feeling a little nervous and make a quick exit but not before flashing and smile and making eye contact with one of the guys who is quite attractive. Little thrills :))

On I go . STop a few times to ask for directions , just because I feel like it . Fun pretending to be tourist in my own town.

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and end up at MariaTorget at cofee bar I 've been to before. I order a café alongé - espresso + hot water - love the taste and I've not had coffee for 4½ months so this is a real treat and a really flaky crisp croissant. The butter crispy flakiness is divine. I sip my coffee , savour and enjoy.I've intsalled mself in a cosy corner by the window with an excellent view of people passing by as well as good command of what is going on inside the café.
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Again I get restless . Time to leave. I go outside and decide it's time to get on a bus and decide to get on the the next bus that passes. Only trouble is that there are no buses passing by lol :))

I make my way to the nearest tunnelbana. Get on the train and get off a stop later. I can get a bus from here. I cross over the road and see the bus- but it leaves as I approach. But, there is a number 53 standing next to it. I've never been on the 53 so I get on. Now is as good a time as any.

No sooner have I got on when I hear someone say my name - a friend I haven't seen for over a year. " I knew I'd bump into you sooner or later " he says. Weird. We chat about the book he is writing and catch up a bit. He tells me he's set up a website and says he will email me the link. Fun that. Chance meeting.

Friend gets off after 20 minutes , and I decide to carry on to Odenplan where I can take another bus that will take me right home, the scenic way :)

By this time it's dark and getting quite nippy. I call in at the shop for a few groceries on my way home - the handle of the bag breaks a few yards outside the shop so I have to carry it like they do on American films . Damn nuisance.

Once home .. a glass of wine while preparing food . cauliflower macaroni cheese with different kinds of cheeses and wholewheat pasta and cripsy topping. Turned out really yummy.

Film on the telly and now Alfie is on , with Jude Law.

so that , briefly is my day of no plans and following my nose.


 
 

Still here .... but not for long

by miramaze @ Saturday, 20. Oct, 2007 - 13:52:29

Today is the day. I am about to do something that I've always wanted to do and never hgot round to doing.

I am going to follow my nose.

:yes: I am going to step out of my front door with no other plan apart from this idea to follow my nose :))

This means that I will not know where I am going until I get there.

Armed with my travel card - I can get on and off buses and trains at will. :yes: when I like.

Walk or ride,

Stop and rest a while or move around.

Will let you know how I get on .

Have a great Saturdayt everyone :wave:

toodle pip :)

Snowball , sulphur crested Eleanora cockatoo ( MUST SEE )

by miramaze @ Saturday, 20. Oct, 2007 - 00:43:19

" Snowball is a medium sulphur crested Eleanora cockatoo and he loves to dance and sing. He loves the Back Street Boys. No one taught Snowball to dance...he just heard this song and suddenly felt like dancing."

http://birdloversonly.blogspot.com/2007/09/may-i-have-this-dance.html

http://birdloversonly.blogspot.com/2007/09/may-i-have-this-dance.html


AMAZING !!


Paradoxically.......

by miramaze @ Saturday, 20. Oct, 2007 - 00:09:09
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Paradoxically, we achieve true wholeness only by embracing our fragility and sometimes, our brokenness. Wholeness is a natural radiance of Love, and Love demands that we allow the destruction of our old self for the sake of the new.

Jalaja Bonheim
Aphrodite's Daughters

 
 

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