December

Tacones lejanos
1. In 2009 my favorite hotel was Novotel München City and my favorite restaurant was Toshi but Munich was actually my least favorite city (I do like it, it's just that the constellations weren't right when I was there).

Cities I've been to in 2009: Vienna (twice), Modena, Parma, Munich, London (twice), Venice (4 times), Milan, Trieste (many times), Zagreb (twice) and Belgrade. Probably more, but I lose track.

One moment from 2009 that really stuck with me, so much that I feel the need to point it out among all other incredible moments of 2009 although I don't really know why: listening to Bel canto in the dark at Melanie's place in Vienna before sleep (January).

& there have been many more things but for the most part they're unspeakable.


Ljubljana, July 2009. One of the strangest months in my life.

2. I will be in Zagreb on January 16^th and 17^th to see the Metropolitan Opera's Live HD broadcast of Carmen at Lisinski and it will be the first time since I've consciously liked this city that I will have a chance to stay overnight (when I was very young, I was there for a couple of days to attend a violin competition, but I didn't care much about Zagreb or any other city then). I'm going to Venice this weekend and maybe maybe to Belgrade later in January -- I wasn't planning to show up there at least until March when the temperatures become a bit more reasonable, but it would be foolish to refuse the opportunity even if it means I might be ruthlessly introduced (exposed) to košava. My first exam is on February 2^nd, I'm terribly uninspired and in the past few months I've been let down by some people I would once have done everything for which does sting because I never learn anything, not to mention my perpetual mourning for the vast collection of failed love stories I've amassed through the years. I'm too naïve and it's never going to change.

près des remparts de Séville, chez mon ami Lillas Pastia
j'irai danser la séguédille et boire du manzanilla ...

3. I went to a concert the other day only to hear my beloved Introduction and Rondo capriccioso by Saint-Saëns completely butchered and a bit shaken up I decided to walk home through the city covered in lights. Ljubljana is pretty in December, it almost feels like some other place. My favorite part of its "holiday spirit" is the music you can hear in the streets of the Old Town; it's barely noticeable, but the effect is maximal. Too bad the winter fairytale has been ruined by rain causing snow to disappear abruptly -- it can never be quite right.

Bocca Dorata
Ah sì sì, Venezia è fatta per questo. E poi basta aprire quella porta sul fondo per andartene o ritornare ... Come in una favola.

Corto Maltese
Sarebbe bello vivere una favola.

Bocca Dorata
Ah sì sì, ma tu vivi continuamente nelle favole, solamente non te ne accorgi più. Quando un adulto entra nel mondo delle fiabe non riesce più a uscirne ...

4. ces lettres !
A very dear friend whom I have known my entire life but who I wasn't that close to until about a year ago told me that she has saved all of my letters (I sometimes write letters to people because my verbal communication isn't up to par) and it reminded me of how people talk and talk but it's gestures like that that really speak. If nothing else, it's nice to be understood every once in a while -- my tendency to choose the wrong people ruins a fair amount of possibilities for that.


8 femmes
It's December, I've turned 20 and a lot has changed, yet I somehow don't think a lot will change in the future.




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