The sun crawls across a final time

Seara in Piata Mare. Eu cu un roman, el cu un laptop. Eu intr-o "minunata lume noua", el printre termeni tehnici. Amandoi inchinand cu o doza de energizant.

Evening in the Grand Square. Me with a novel, him with a laptop. Me in a "brave new world", him among technical terms. Both toasting a can of energy drink.

This is for Thursday, June 23rd. (And now I am finally back on track.)

Little joggers

Era 1 iunie, dar copiii nu si-au luat liber de la "jogging". Trebuiau sa dea jos cumva vata de zahar, prajiturile si toate celelalte dulciuri pe care parintii nu le-au putut refuza fiind ziua lor. 

De ce am renuntat la fuga dupa ce am crescut? Acum regret.

It was June 1st, and the children decided that they won't give up their hour of "jogging". They had to somehow burn off  all those calories from cotton candy, cupcakes and those many sweets that their parents couldn't refuse to buy them. It was their "birthday" after all.

Why did I give up running when I started to get older? I regret that now.

A long, hot summer day

Mmmmmm, miroase a vara...Si nu ma refer la izurile care ne ataca simturile in autobuze.

Caldura insuportabila, copii jucandu-se prin centru in fantana arteziana, o poveste alaturi de o prietena, cateva file dintr-un roman. O zi placuta, racorita de un energizant la umbra unui copac.

Mmm, smells like summer... And I'm not talking about the smells that flood our senses while riding the bus.

Unbearable heat, children playing in the fountain, a little tete-a-tete with a friend, a few pages from a novel. A beautiful day, cooled by a drink in the shade of a tree.