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Breakfast at Tiffany’s

…Or impressions from Copenhagen

Today the ladies in the world celebrate their day or something equivalent. I read in an article that Russian ladies would like to get a car from their boyfriends on this particular day. In my perspective, it would be 10 fold cooler to buy your own car, say on this day, but nevertheless, in the end, the outcome is the same. You have a car :D . But since we are at this point of the conversation, this day was marked as “celebrated” by going with the Dragon to Copenhagen. Some things, just like good old wines, get better and better with time and our small trip is a root of this function. To some extent, going there was like traveling in the future as it managed to put things in perspective a bit. Soon we will wake up with a bachelor degree in our hands and we won’t know where to head from that point, what to do, what to expect. It doesn’t look like a choice, does it? Having this at the back of my mind, I evaluated my staying there from a more pragmatic point of view. Would it be a good choice to come back for an extended period of time to pursue graduate studies? How will this fit with different other plans?

These were all topics of conversation over a pint of dark beer, waiting for our dinner in a myriad of enchanting places in the still very cold Danish capital. If you go to Copenhagen, I’d terribly recommend Rosie McGee’s restaurant. Located in the city center, the atmosphere there on a Thursday night was magical. Our chocolate brown wooden table was surrounded by shelves of old books and somewhere in a corner, a guitarist was playing “Shine on you, crazy diamond”, among others. The next afternoon was spent walking around the center, looking at architecture, at people, trying to figure how I would fit with this environment. A bit maybe too liberal even for my taste inasmuch as people are concerned, the classic style of the city restores equilibrium. The ladies are quite elegant, the pedestrian zones have a scent of harmony and at times it reminded me of Amsterdam, but maybe slightly more dynamic than the Dutch correspondent.

We had breakfast at Tiffany’s, marked HardRock Cafe as visited in our graph, looped around the mermaid node for a while, drove over an 18km, above the water edge with a cost of 220 DKK and hours later we reached the starting point, a covered in snow Bremen, completing one of the coolest paths followed so far.

Vis-a-Vis

It is already March 2nd, some sun rays struggle to overcome the overwhelming shadow of the building vis-a-vis. Speaking of which, the word vis means in my mother tongue dream and that’s exactly what I’m wondering, if yesterday did happen, and if it did, was it exactly as I remember it now or just partly figment of my imagination? I mean, take all the events and put them in separate days, it’s not that impressive after all, but having them all on a Monday, on a 1st of March… My personal taste for sharp hours, for exact beginnings was more than satisfied.

Yesterday’s story started with The Dragon launching one of his take-over-the-world projects for which he was very excited about and I very happy, keeping my fingers crossed for an awesome outcome. Then about midday I got an e-mail letting me know I’ll be doing an internship with Microsoft Research. I was telling you in some other post that things start to get concrete and 1st March ended the madness. It’s good to have choices, but it’s even better to make your choice. Spot the difference? In a matter of seconds things were settled, mails sent, informing the world about what I have decided. No surprise that for the remains of the day I could not focus on such mundane things like today’s Math quiz or equivalent. Going with the Dragon to fuel up his car, we spotted on the way back the biggest moon ever. I got chills down my spine and for a fraction of second all those stories with energies, signs, magic and such made sense. Or not made sense, but they made me wonder a bit.

But what is a great day without a great ending? For the night, we decided to go out and see Shutter Island, Scorsese’s most recent movie. Now that’s the point where reality ceased to be real and your reference points start to tremble. Now that the brutal images were washed away by a good night sleep, the main ideas emerge in my mind. What that movie emphasizes is that we are a context. We mean something within a particular frame. It’s not us per se that make a difference, but what is around us. And in the end, it’s not the choices we have that say anything about us, but the choices we make. I wonder, is it better to live like a monster, or die a good man?

I wish you all a wonderful Spring!

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