Wait for new impressions of Christmas in Europe

Tomorrow, I'm off to cruise the Finland-Sweden-Estonia and share with you the new experience of the Christmas preparations in these countries))

Spain story Part 2 (Madrid) Fucking Atocha

I jump with my arrival in Spain, once on a trip to Madrid, because I can not forget this devil's word, the word is born out of your ass devil. So, it was such a thing, we have gathered to conquer Spain. How do we do? We took a bottle of whiskey, tickets for the bus and drove from Alicante)
In the bus I was dead, because drinking whiskey from the bottle. Girkfriend asleep and i was bored) I just do not like torturing her, so woke up in the end I fell asleep)
When we arrived in Madrid to the article here, I lied to her 1st time in my life), but it was in the name of savings and insurance in case of departure, in the end it proved useful, but more on that later.
And so, arriving in Madrid, it all started with a search for Atocha. What is this place? Atocha as it turned out, this is train station and hotel in the heart of Madrid. We are tourists interested in the center of Madrid, and the people all the time banished to Atocha. As a result we were looking for 2:00 this Atocha, despite the fact that a whole bunch of pointers Malride there) Well, 2 hours we spent in vain and did not come to the center, the so-called Atocha.

Thousands of jokes and mats were piled up with that word until we were looking for the center. Reaching the center, we walked through Central Park, visited the toilets there (they've been very funny and secretly from the administrator stall). Then admire the architecture of Madrid, eat in KFC, Well, actually went around the cultural center.
Then went to the Prado Museum.
Do not believe me, I thought it was a museum of clothing)) Kill me, but it's true!)
After that we went to look for Hard ROck Cafe, it's a different story altogether, our feet have cleared up the blood)), the procedure simply flushes. But we got it!) What it cost me), a plethora of accusations!)
In the hard rock cafe, we were supported by juicy burgers, that is 4 times more than the Big Mac and tastier! They drank cocktails and began to move to the club. Everything else will tell in the third part.

I do not want her to be mine, but I want it to be always with me.

You know, so much time has passed and I noticed that still so many good people. Frankly, no bad, honestly! There are silly, yes, at what all good silly.
And why not?)
Explain his philosophy (yes, you already bad and you feel sick) point of view, someone is stupid because it is lying, someone because he believes that dreadful chain in which we find ourselves.
Someone is lying to us, someone we, somewhere will believe us, somewhere we believe.
And you know what I lose when I say that I still love one? I will lose status among some friends, no more, and why they gave me? Why do I need these people that I'm not really what I feel, why say something that will affect your one of the most expensive people?
It's silly that we give to those who will always be with us, just for those whom we do not need or want for a profit?
I have noticed in many lately, security, and for some reason are afraid to say something that in mind, that they are not broken. You are stupid) Seriously, learn to act consciously to end, put a goal to win, to attract attention, all they want, but only for the good of love and kindness)
And where am I, with whom i am, what I, meant nothing and will not change my desire to just be near you

Красота для русских читатилей)

Как много тех, с кем можно засыпать,
Как мало тех, с кем хочется проснуться...
И утром, расставаясь улыбнуться,
И целый день, волнуясь, проскучать.

Как много тех, с кем можно просто жить,
Пить утром кофе, говорить и спорить...
С кем можно ездить отдыхать на море,
И, как положено - и в радости, и в горе
Быть рядом... Но при этом не любить...

Как мало тех, с кем хочется мечтать!
Смотреть, как облака роятся в небе,
Писать слова любви на первом снеге,
И думать лишь об этом человеке...
И счастья большего не знать и не желать.

Как мало тех, с кем можно помолчать,
Кто понимает с полуслова, с полу взгляда,
Кому не жалко год за годом отдавать,
И за кого ты сможешь, как награду,
Любую боль, любую казнь принять...

От жизни нынешней так хочется кричать -
Легко встречаются, без боли расстаются...
Все потому, что много тех, с кем можно засыпать.
Все потому, что мало тех, с кем хочется проснуться...

No jobs, no hope, no cash.

After New Year Trip

Paris, city of love or city of closed clubs on weekends), and city of lots interesting facts part 2

Paris without Russia at the time also did not pass) At one time in the name of a bridge built Alenksandr III. Many guidebooks Alexander III bridge is described as the most elegant in Paris. I totally agree with them, the bridge is really very attractive. Decorative finishing of the bridge, with figures of Pegasus, the nymphs and angels looks very nice!)
The bridge Alexandre III is a "twin brother" in St. Petersburg - designed by the French Troitskiy Bridge over the Neva. It was built at the same time as the bridge over the Seine, and its construction also emphasized the cultural and political affinity between the two countries. - i think it must be interesting for Russians to, cause i live in St.-Petersburgand this is interesting fact, and please note that a ceremony attended by French President Felix Faure. Paris bridge lights were repeated in the restructuring of Troitskiy Bridge in St Petersburg at the end of the XIX century.

So next. If you from Russia and you want to eaton russian Kitchen, you can look in this places: CHEZ VANIA, Irotchka, Matriochka, CHEZ SVETLANA, La Chasse du Tsar, Petrouchka.
You always take the heat here and understand. Please note that in Paris with the English is very bad, but when I was there, I was, like, all understand)