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This posting does not make justice to the very intense last 2,3 weeks I've had...but I did not want to miss the opportunity to write the last posting of 2007 and to wish you good health, an intense love life and some money to enjoy materialistic pleasure. Muak!

Today I surprised myself with the thought that my grandma was born in 1906. Or sometime in those first years of the last century. She died 18 months ago. The truth is that when she had time to celebrate her birthday she was too old and she had forgotten the year she had been born. No official documents were available at the local council. I think I realized too late how important it is to find out more about our grandparents. I listened to endless adult conversation while I was a child. I liked to be among adults. However, I only started valuing the importance of knowing how life was during the 1930s, 40s....at the age of 17. Je regrette. My mum turned 57 today. She still has 2 or 3 decades of life ahead. Promise: I will listen to her stories about the 1970s and 80s and record them in my brain. One thing I am sure, my grandma would have never imagined in her long life her picture would be posted online.

"Would you like to be still in command of Russia?"- a student asked. "No", he answered, "my time is over". His biggest regret was not having been able to stop the disintegration of the Soviet Union. At the end of Gorbi's time, on March 17, 1991, 78% of all voters voted for the retention of the Soviet Union in a reformed form in a Union-wide referendum. The Baltics, Armenia, Georgia and Moldova boycotted the referendum. The rest is history...first the Baltics, then Hungary, Poland...and the Soviet Union died. However, the "old times were better" mentality still remains in today's Russia (same with a whole generation of Serbs who think melancholically about Yugoslavia). I kind of smell that melancholy on Mr. Gorbachev. Gorbachov said something paradoxical...thanks to the Soviet Union the European Union is what it is today!!! otherwise the EU would be composed of only 8 to 10 members. Well, thanks Russia for letting Poles, Hungarians et al j...

The dance floor converted into a swimming pool of crazy hormones smelling like hell The pastries were light green, pinky pink, yellow things The drinks small and expensive My friends were there. Hereby some Michele, Matthias and Milica. The four MMMMs!!!

Check these faces: Spain woke up today with the news that ETA had killed one civil guard and critically wounded another one. It is been a while since the last time ETA murdered somebody and I guess because of that I feel these deaths profoundly. The more I travel, the less identified with any nationalistic cause I am. I think what makes me so mad is the fact that some crisis in this world seem permanent to me... AND they should not be so!!!