tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25571618826216560872024-03-05T06:24:19.491-08:00blogging Kaninchenkaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-56226015599725638992010-02-18T06:36:00.000-08:002010-02-19T22:17:43.662-08:00The girl who loves to sleepHey Sarah let's take a walk with me in the park<br />Come dry your tears don't be such a cry baby<br />let's marvel at the world and be jolly<br />the bed of roses waits for you in the morning glory<br /><br />Hey Sarah wear the nicest smile upon your face<br />Dont grumble listen to the wind in the swaying trees<br />the one that makes the bell rings<br />(*harmonics)<br />Embrace the sunshine with the warmth of your heart<br /><br />but now you lie numb in the corner of the room<br />eyes shut pale face in the corner of the room<br /><br />I miss the days when we could catch the butterflies<br />dancing in the rain<br />Dont you feel the same way too?<br /><br />Hey Sarah whisper to me in the darkest of the night<br />Once you are awake from your deepest dream<br />I'll let you listen to the music I wrote for you<br />Remember the one from my dad's piano<br /><br />for the girl who loves to sleep<br />for the girl who loves to sleep<br /><br />**ni bukan aku jiwang ke apa. Ni lirik lagu aku no 2. Tulis sini sbb takut lupakaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-67548428741717655672009-10-24T03:20:00.000-07:002009-10-24T03:51:23.275-07:00Let the sun catch your cry of joy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGmDS1vz3NO6b2K_MMdsXluzjvtuHqEC24VoXFzkamqBZPqZasXz-beBkjG2zqNZHsz36ng0pK-S1sgh90U6G1LGV2OzltiKmoxp7oWYrm4P8lIbdnby9F06prLIFPtn0XKGUYEHqHr4/s1600-h/explosion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGmDS1vz3NO6b2K_MMdsXluzjvtuHqEC24VoXFzkamqBZPqZasXz-beBkjG2zqNZHsz36ng0pK-S1sgh90U6G1LGV2OzltiKmoxp7oWYrm4P8lIbdnby9F06prLIFPtn0XKGUYEHqHr4/s320/explosion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114592620205106" border="0" /></a><br />I woke up early in my hotel room and felt incredibly happy. Recent events and good news last night really affected my mood. Though it was Saturday I felt the sudden urge to complete some of my assignment and there you go- as the Mirian sunlight showered the room through the glass window, a cup of coffee and the music playlist-I industriously worked and bothered nothing else.<br /><br />The music from The Beatles amplified the happiness I felt inside- to the extent that it burst everything out of me. I endured the job with tears falling from my eyes and it was a good cry :D<br /><br />Shit. I felt like dont to want to click the button "publish post" but I clicked anyway.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-42456657582644639212009-10-19T08:10:00.000-07:002009-10-24T18:09:22.413-07:00MiriI was alone in my hotel room in Miri. I dont think it is best for me to sleep as I have had it enough in my flight the whole day.<br />I think im going to complete the poem I constructed on a piece of paper on my way to Miri.<br /><br />Tomorrow a day to endure at the client's officekaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-55555518895726429642009-10-13T07:31:00.000-07:002009-10-13T07:59:17.848-07:00Always the one<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmVl_oFnfwnJvubX7mz-WMGZYpeDt9PInSGDfoXpgbcWagIhQNcAdSCDicra2iEKawfxxNXUsI3XGGVaZ6L3on4Ij7mov_1dH0HzzWc16Vm85N3QNVY7SvL706c692ND2kF1M6V-H-j0/s1600-h/butterflies_in_my_stomach_by_bee_ee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmVl_oFnfwnJvubX7mz-WMGZYpeDt9PInSGDfoXpgbcWagIhQNcAdSCDicra2iEKawfxxNXUsI3XGGVaZ6L3on4Ij7mov_1dH0HzzWc16Vm85N3QNVY7SvL706c692ND2kF1M6V-H-j0/s320/butterflies_in_my_stomach_by_bee_ee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392097080637536690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Why you are always the one who make my heart races like a stallion on the queen's course,<br />Why you are always the one who give me the gaze that weakens my limb-amputates me,<br />Why you are always the one who drag my feet back to the sea where there is no one to save me,<br />Why you are always the one who steal the light that beacons the way to your heart,<br />Why you are always the one who keep me waiting and watch while you freeze the time,<br /><br />A rush of blood to the head,<br />Adrenaline pumping in,<br />You know you've got to be in my shoes,<br />How hard it is to be in my shoes,<br />When you are always the one who keep pulling the string<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />*with a little modification and adding the melody this is going to be another lovers anthem- or for the hopeless romantic hahahakaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-53545633513100272232009-10-11T06:43:00.000-07:002009-10-11T08:10:07.771-07:00Women who cant nag is no funLadies -they are always associated with this. Being the type who excel in linguistic and the vocal prowess they have the ability to pour out everything that cross their minds- sometime without thinking. But anyway being the wiser counterpart at the time of argument, men should be able to understand that hormonal imbalance may cause this. By keeping your lips sealed you are not actually waving the white flag but being a good listener. Some judgmental views maybe thrown out at you but be cool because you know you are in control and please.... never start becoming the aggressor.<br />After a while things start to cool down and you may want to start the conversation without mentioning the issue that became the subject of argument or tackle the issue in a positive light.<br /><br />Ladies nag sometime over silly things but i think it shows how sensitive they are towards something important we, men always overlook and brush aside due to our ignorance and also how articulate they are in conveying their message to us. That confirms that they are perfect women!<br /><br />Anyway if you guys keep being the subject of nagging it may show the level of respect towards you are declining greatly and it is time to start looking for someone else or if you still think that she is worth keeping, become a philosopher like Socrates or sail around the world like Colombus.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-72578094881806717472009-08-30T08:23:00.000-07:002009-08-30T08:25:48.180-07:00Lawak<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YfAnZooGeuc&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YfAnZooGeuc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />kah kah kahkaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-36562282817038578712009-08-30T08:01:00.000-07:002009-08-30T08:08:22.085-07:00Nangis<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xSHYP724Ok&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xSHYP724Ok&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />If you dont cry then you are not a human being<br />Kalau anda tak nangis anda bukanlah manusiakaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-16263092989269605542009-08-30T07:42:00.000-07:002009-08-30T08:00:01.595-07:00The sinsThe sins. They are synonymous with the existence of human being because we are created with so much weaknesses in order to be perfect. In a cycle of 24 hours there will be the time we will forget and thus we err. We make sins deliberately or unwittingly.<br /><br />There is no greater amount of merit could we offer for our salvation. God is the most merciful.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-5585571144992709142009-08-29T23:48:00.000-07:002009-08-30T08:00:58.899-07:00i am a teetotaller..and proud of it!!read these links<br /><br /><a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26226/84/">http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26226/84/<br /></a><a href="http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26220/84/"><br />http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/26220/84/</a><br /><br />God bless RPKkaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-28415584661100585412009-08-15T23:17:00.001-07:002009-08-16T02:16:51.235-07:00Could you give up on politics?I scribbled what i thought would best to be a punk anthem ( well that maybe an exaggeration hehe)<br /><br /><br />"An Open Letter to the Politician"<br /><br />Maybe it is a good news to hear you in the good shape<br />but please reflect on our situation sir<br />we are dying in hundreds and many more to come<br />So could you please send us ammunition?<br /><br />We see dark clouds beyond us everyday<br />while you are jollyingg with the enemy in the name of diplomacy<br />Maybe it is just our fate to "die with honour"<br />and spills the same red blood like ours<br /><br />When peace is so foreign could you give your piece of mind?<br />The cries of our mothers are the sobbing of your mama<br />Our fight is for the laughter of our children<br />In the name of humanity could you give up on politics?kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-12149565208876472012009-05-28T05:35:00.000-07:002009-05-29T06:42:18.239-07:00Music transcends selfDo you have some tunes that always remind yourself to a specific place or event or somebody?<br />I bet you do.<br /><br />Anyway just wanna share my tunes that never fail to link me to that special place, event or somebody<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dc6clTVwpFM">1. Bob Sinclar- Love Generation</a><br /><br />Once in a hotel at the heart of Barcelona, I switched on the TV and the music video was playing.<br />It quickly become the theme song of our trip across catalonia. The song has its own sense of adventure and exudes richness of Catalonian culture. Buenos Diaz!<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vMjM7FKjIg">2. The Arcade fire- Neighborhood #2 Laika</a><br /><br />This song is the most emotional of all. No, i dont mean a tragic relationship breakup. The intense drum beating, the banshee-howling of the vocalists, the melancholy violin background, the dog bells and the ironically stimulating lyrics- roll up into one wicked tune.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"our older brother! - bit by a vampire! - for a year we caught his</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tears in a cup! - and now we're gonna make you drink it! come on alex!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">don't die or dry up!"</span><br /><br />I have lost count how many times I CRIED ( due to inspirational lyrics and music) listening to this song. If I become the prime minister of one country I will quickly propose this one to become national anthem.<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pkG4NoIscWg"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">3. The Coral- In The Morning</span></a><br /><br />I used to listen to this song everytime I start my day back in my fresher days in Liverpool.<br />It quickly reminds me to the smell of the student flat ( maybe a detergent used by the cleaner- who knows!). A group of talented scousers created this song and it become a legend in its own league.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">4. Mr. Big- Superfantastic</span><br /><br />A gloomy day. It was about to rain outside. I was lying on the bed in my 3-shared room in my A-Level days. The weather was not necessarily to suggest my mood but I had radio that keep playing this song- which quickly caught up in my mind.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">5. </span><a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dztdRzWxMo4">Coldplay-In My Place</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">, Fat Joe feat Ashanti- Whats Luv, Puddle Of Mudd- Blurry</span><br /><br />Hitz fm used to air these songs every now and then when I was in high school. It was a really good 'ol time when everything was so naive hihi.<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6XAT-IiEIU"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">6. Silverchair- the Greatest View</span></a><br /><br />This song always reminds me of my puppy love :) and the long, illegal phone calls :))<br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ah2ywKPfnTc">7. Paul McCartney- No More Lonely Nights</a><br /><br />4B, Elm grove L7 3EH Liverpool. This address, this song. Bed bugs!!!<br /><br /><br />These are all that I could think of at the moment. Maybe there will be "part 2"kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-35868846455721449042009-05-16T20:26:00.000-07:002013-07-18T14:42:58.015-07:00Plastic money<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sesungguhnya aku tak mempunyai kredit kad kerana kredit kad lah pencetus duka kebanyakan orang.<br />
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Ouh agaknya aku perlukan satu untuk book tiket kapal terbang.</div>
kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-21676667073130276202009-05-02T18:44:00.000-07:002009-05-02T20:29:03.912-07:00Sanity within insanityOur perspective towards many different aspect of life has been moulded by the giant capitalist companies. Therefore when you try to swim against the current people will view you as an idiot- but what they don't see at the end of the river will be the plunge going down to the raging water that will inevitably bring death to anyone.<br /> Capitalist system makes us stop thinking what is best for us. The mass control is what the father of public relation Edward Bernays did to make us consume almost every propaganda that they want us to believe.<br /> Sure enough freedom of choice and expression has become the cliche of the modern world. However what we are keen to voice is also the result of what this capitalists has formed in our mind at the first place. Take one example regarding what Ed Bernays did to manipulate and trigger the first so-called freedom of choice in the society.<br /> In order to penetrate the women market for cigarette in 1920s Bernays masterminded a movement for women 'rights'. Women were given perception they too can be like their men counterpart. A distinguishing feature belonged to men were challenged by this so called rights group. Women for the first time smoke in public and this has helped cigarette company to boost their sale.<br /> This would be one of many other examples we could find if we are eager to seek for the truth and mind you this fine example was accomplished more than 80 years ago. Within 80 years time frame a lot of deceits and damages would have been accomplished.<br />So the question now is what would be the basis of thought for an absolute freedom of choice and expression- free from the influence of materialism, capitalism and any other corrupt practices in the world?<br /> Turn off the TV and the radio. Stop buying entertainment/infotainment magazines of any sorts. Reflect on the world, the current banking system, the politics and the most important element- The purpose of our existence in the world.<br />And then think. The process will not be short. It will take years and perhaps a lifetime to know ourselves. Don't simply believe of what the mainstream media told us. Most of the time the reverse might be correct.<br /> At the end of the day, no matter whether we are a muslim, Christian, Jew, Buddhist or atheist will find the truest source of life and ready to answer the very question ourselves- <span style="font-weight: bold;">Am I part of the bluff?</span> And we are capable enough to answer the question, make our choice and ready to swim against the torrent.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-84397496701630907172009-04-25T08:48:00.000-07:002009-04-25T08:51:29.195-07:00sunday morningyou wake up early in the morning, open the fridge and grab a bottle of milk for a quick gargle and let it goes down through your throat.<br /><br />A perfect Sunday morning......kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-55362666986158819842009-03-28T12:25:00.000-07:002009-03-29T10:02:07.007-07:00video lama III<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dydK8Q4mQK3Vath1e66JShAxb2G1emj46zgDCRUmUoJsDYifa6pL2hn7Qf-dS_6oPdYe4v5WxoecrW2RAVN2Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /> Mama was calling a cab for my departure to Cairo airport that evening and Anne was busy surfing.<br />Just after that she tried the galabiyya that we bought yesterday at Khan El Khalily. She bought specially for my mom. I have told her that her size will fit my mom so she tried it to check whether the size is ok. Just in case it doesnt fit we may change for another suitable size.<br /><br />This will be the last video in egypt. That evening before my departure we went to a farewell party organized by Katja and Yvonne because they will move from Cairo.<br />Everything went perfect. Mama was happy introducing her son to the hostesses (as she was cheerily pointing me as 'part german,part chinese'). It was nice to be immersed in a total german atmosphere where everybody speaks German- though I could not join them in their native language I really enjoy listening to them. My german was not good so I have to speak english with Katja and the other guests. Sometime mama will translate everything for me.<br />Katja was a very determined lady and she had been in Liverpool for Erasmus program.<br />I also spoke to 2 lads where they spoke about their adventures going back to Germany from Cairo just by using land route!!<br /> Katja owned a guitar and mama just happened to notice it and asked me to play along. It was an impromptu performance. I delivered 2 of my staples Beatles songs - <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDOFQ7UKbF8&feature=related">I Will</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXiOwqMEUC0">Blackbird</a>. I was lucky because i remembered all the lyrics and no noticeable f.ed up. Pheww..<br />It was a really great evening and great pasta they had. The only downside was the battery of my camera :(<br />We had to leave before the party was over because I need to catch my flight.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-6308402607316551892009-03-22T05:48:00.000-07:002009-03-22T06:25:35.271-07:00I just dont know why....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtEmqqTX9IpLwIpBHwdCfRKR6DSmaruqGMV2FJ8D4u92T5SYvmZJWnlf_OLXjQa3-_I3F74QDCuqjy6KlNND10gBKvVOZZ4xH7Ncjfhu2paO-3NiVsOV3BBf2X6U2YQ7a7F_bMwvwoOAc/s1600-h/good_luck_sign.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtEmqqTX9IpLwIpBHwdCfRKR6DSmaruqGMV2FJ8D4u92T5SYvmZJWnlf_OLXjQa3-_I3F74QDCuqjy6KlNND10gBKvVOZZ4xH7Ncjfhu2paO-3NiVsOV3BBf2X6U2YQ7a7F_bMwvwoOAc/s320/good_luck_sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316002642758921826" border="0" /></a><br />I dont know why everyone keep smiling at me today. I used to smile at strangers but today is amazingly different. Not a single person passed me by would just pass and move on without smiling. So maybe i forgot to unzip my fly..opps but i looked down and it was neatly zipped. No holes.<br />So what going on?<br /><br />Maybe i need to leave the prejudice behind. It is going to be my lucky day..as always ;)kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-38549087857300446612009-03-21T10:05:00.000-07:002009-03-24T09:40:30.579-07:00video2 lama Ihari ni aku nak tulis dalam BM sempena merayakan <span style="font-weight: bold;">kekalahan Man Utd ke atas Fulham</span> dan selepas dibelasah separa mayat oleh liverpool sebelumnya. heheh<br /><br />heheh..malam ni aku nak upload video yg masih trperosok lagi dalam laptop aku ni dan x pernah disiarkan dimana mana.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dweNz53OO5AFSl7lAljRmeGYj3LEy6Sm_AzbBzRfmGwOwc4ORsPhvvtOsghvtg-NgpJIPadHmbg50iNJh4U' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Video ni diamik masa aku tgh sorang kt rumah mama angkat aku kt Kairo tahun lepas. Mama Steffi n Anne terlupa nak kasi aku kunci sebelum pegi skolah n terlock aku kt dalam rumah. Macam mana diorg bleh x sedar aku trtido lagi masa tu.<br />Aku bgn around kol 9-10 ( tp aku rse aku sembhyg subuh time tu..pstu tido blk hehe)<br />Siap2 mandi nk kuar jln2 bleh trkunci plk pintu.<br />Pergh mmg kna tunggu sampai pkol 2 bru diorg balik..<br /><br />bosan teramat..nasib baik ada laptop. Bleh meluncur luncur.<br /><br />Lapar teramat...nasib baik ada roti dgn cheese semalam kt dalam fridge. Belasah je la.<br /><br />tunggu punya tunggu punya tunggu aku dh bosan dan amik video suasana kt luar rumah walaupun sebenarnya aku tade tujuan spesifik..( cuba dengarkan nada2 x keruan yang keluar dari mulut aku semasa mengambil video tersebut)<br />Wlaubgaimanapun ni bukanlah keadaan Kairo secara keseluruhannya..sebab kairo teramatlah besar..ada certain kawasan macam baru lepas kna bom dgn pesawat pejuang dan ada certain tempat yng memang cool dan lawa.<br /><br />Tapi...ada hikmah disebalik kejadian terkunci ni....nantikan dalam episod seterusnya...kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-38670645903220384992009-03-20T10:58:00.000-07:002009-03-21T00:35:06.674-07:00Cry if you could- upon watching this movie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZT-VnOW9Zi1yCAcZ1tJ0uxVmB305-kHwWN-voS6yQJd0hGudDxkRxBJXSFbCaUf7XDeK6TSzHdcR5nNFdVEsHZEqHvAfZi6lPvKKJ2ZO9kdx0cTThHF3V_WIjvVEeorB_JxlvGuFtzE/s1600-h/The_Lives_of_Others_(poster).gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ZT-VnOW9Zi1yCAcZ1tJ0uxVmB305-kHwWN-voS6yQJd0hGudDxkRxBJXSFbCaUf7XDeK6TSzHdcR5nNFdVEsHZEqHvAfZi6lPvKKJ2ZO9kdx0cTThHF3V_WIjvVEeorB_JxlvGuFtzE/s320/The_Lives_of_Others_(poster).gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315352766500136578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I think to write a review for this film is a difficult task. Prior to post this I tried to sink deep into <span style="font-style: italic;">Apassionata</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Die Sonate Vom Guten Menschen</span> (and tried harder to cry- in which i failed to do so). I did some research on the director/writer and the casts so that I could have some idea on what to write- yet the more i made my research, the more points arose to kick me out as 'critic' for this grandeur piece of work.<br />This film certainly do not deserve a review from an amateur like me. So I will just write the backbone idea of this film where everything is spawned.<br /><br />Maxim Gorky's anecdote about Lenin listening to Beethoven's Apassionata. Gorky wrote:<br /><br /><i style="font-style: italic;">I know of nothing better than the Appassionata</i><span style="font-style: italic;"> and could listen to it every day. What astonishing, superhuman music! It always makes me proud, perhaps naively so, to think that people can work such miracles!" Wrinkling up his eyes, Lenin smiled rather sadly, adding: "But I can't listen to music very often. It affects my nerves. I want to say sweet, silly things and pat the heads of people who, living in a filthy hell, can create such beauty. One can't pat anyone on the head nowadays, they might bite your hand off. They ought to be beaten on the head, beaten mercilessly, although ideally we are against doing any violence to people. Hm—– what a hellishly difficult job!</span><sup id="cite_ref-jp2_6-0" class="reference"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lives_of_Others#cite_note-jp2-6" title=""><span>[</span>7<span>]</span></a></sup>kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-37987370774142531372008-11-24T18:02:00.000-08:002008-11-24T19:21:34.405-08:00An interview with the ReverendA search for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnival_of_Light">Carnival of Light</a> in youtube seems futile. It seems impossible to get a hold on something which is not officially released but I don't expect for the whole track. Just to get the hint of what it is. Still there is no hint or whatever of Carnival of Light in youtube. Not wanting to close the window I clicked aimlessly on the videos. It landed me to a clip of cartoon.<br />I read through the description <span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"In 1969, a 14-year-old Beatle fanatic named Jerry Levitan, armed with a reel-to-reel tape deck, snuck into John Lennon's hotel room in Toronto and convinced John to do an interview about peace. 38 years later, Jerry has produced a film about it. Using the original interview recording as the soundtrack, director Josh Raskin has woven a visual narrative which tenderly romances Lennon's every word in a cascading flood of multipronged animation. Raskin marries the terrifyingly genius pen work of James Braithwaite with masterful digital illustration by Alex Kurina, resulting in a spell-binding vessel for Lennon's boundless wit, and timeless message."<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span><br />Though not a fan of Lennon for his utopian political ambition and what he was the animation looks distinctive and unique in its own way. Lennon in his mild Scouse accent spoke about what length the people could do collectively to achieve peace, the rest of the Beatles (amazingly he missed his closest friend Paul instead talked about George) and the message in his music.<br />A visionary message to say the least, very creatively narrated and this legendary interview was done by a determined 14 years old!!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmR0V6s3NKk&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmR0V6s3NKk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /></span></span><br /><br /></span>kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-31042039020083262008-11-21T08:32:00.000-08:002013-07-18T14:44:09.859-07:00Do we have any lifeline?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-style: italic;">"NASA scientists have discovered enormous underground reservoirs of frozen water on Mars, away from its polar caps, in the latest sign that life might be sustainable on the Red planet."</span><br />
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whoaa, this is real opportunity. Let's setup a Mars real estate company.Soon the earth will face the devastation due to green house effect, wars between our own kinds and what nots. The land in Mars will appreciate exponentially in only a year time if Mars is sustainable for the Earthlings.<br />
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Our own natural reserves will dwindle. The air in 50 years time from now may greatly lack in quality compared to what we have now. Water? We will have water with a little percent of toxic waste in the future (Don't worry we will have our own place to chatter and drink coffee in our own mutant league lounge.)<br />
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And the best reason to bid goodbye to planet earth is the global warming and green house effect.<br />
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Lets have a methane shower in Mars. Bring all of our own livestock (quasi- Noah and the ark) and become the first Adams and Eves of Mars.<br />
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If only that is going to happen.<br />
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read the full report <a href="http://uk.news.yahoo.com/18/20081120/tsc-evidence-of-vast-frozen-water-reserv-e123fef.html">here</a></div>
kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-23598637643694050652008-11-09T08:07:00.000-08:002008-11-11T09:07:52.108-08:00Woman you may want to avoid... or men you may want to avoid<span style="font-style: italic;">As this was taken from a guys dating guide women may want to change the "she", "her", "women" and so on to "he", "his", "men" and so on...<br /><br />cheers</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />1) She falls in love too fast. </span><br /><br /> When a woman advances WAY faster than most women do, watch out. It may not mean you're "lucky",it may just mean you're dealing with a psycho. Watch out for her either dominating your life completely or falling out of love with you just as fast as the saying goes "Easy come easy go"<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 2) She treats her family badly...</span><br /><br /> If she doesnt mind screaming at her mama and call her an old bag then you can expect more screaming and name-calling at you.<br /><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">3) She likes to blame the world.</span><br /><br /> Enough dealing with a wet blanket. If a woman blames the world for everything<br />that happens to her instead of taking responsibility for her actions, you can be sure there'll be lots of drama in your life if you start dating her. Cut the connection before you even start and avoid the "pessimism" flu<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 4) She's on drugs. </span><br /><br /> Drugs are bad and will mess up a woman's mind and body, period. Don't get mixed up with the intention of being a lover to help out a junkie. It may cost your wonderful life. Let rehab do their job and you stay away from smackhead.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 5) She's an alcoholic.</span><br /><br />It's okay to date an ex-alcoholic who's been clean for a few years, but it is NOT okay to date a woman (or man) who is still an alcoholic.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 6) She hangs out with the wrong crowd.</span><br /><br /> You can judge a person's character by looking at theirchoice of friends. So if your new girlfriend hangs around with the wrong crowd, watch out.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 7) She plays mind games from the start.</span><br /><br /> If you can "sense" a woman is playing mind games with you, chances are, she is.<br />Stay away...or there'll be a lot of drama and hurt feelings...potentially on BOTH<br />sides!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 8) Her income and living space do not justify the lifestyle she has.</span><br /><br /> A little surprised that she can afford all the nice clothes and makeup when she lives<br />in a hole or works at a coffee shop? It's a sign that she's a gold digger and has at least one<br />other man out there who is supporting her.<br /><br /> Always be cautious about women who lifestyles do not match with their income or<br />home. Even if she is NOT a gold digger, you don't want a woman who maxes out your credit<br />on handbags and fancy gowns when youget married. (Yes - there are many people<br />out there who live on credit. NOT good!)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> 9) Her stories don't match up.</span><br /><br /> Do her stories seem to not match up? Watch out? She could be a chronic liar.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10) Your friends tell you there are things wrong with the woman.</span><br /><br /> Friends are usually less-biased than you are since they are not in love with your<br />girl. If everybody starts telling you how they think your new girlfriend is a slut or a<br />manipulative bitch, it's time to take a step back and see why they feel that way.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-11944724025978650682008-11-02T01:14:00.000-07:002008-11-02T01:48:36.127-08:00culture preservation vs animal wefare<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32pLRB5gZZTC4eSnsh2a0vMQvwC-eBy_KibmYjt14OvV8hX-MONWDWoQu18GVXKICRAJvwaRRJJZS3OjBU3k20U9rEq8nIpCBQtGz3IqLxvtMA3eP_HXTHvdMNksFMunB_2IZBmg3CxQ/s1600-h/download.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32pLRB5gZZTC4eSnsh2a0vMQvwC-eBy_KibmYjt14OvV8hX-MONWDWoQu18GVXKICRAJvwaRRJJZS3OjBU3k20U9rEq8nIpCBQtGz3IqLxvtMA3eP_HXTHvdMNksFMunB_2IZBmg3CxQ/s320/download.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263993761713246162" border="0" /></a><br />A gory scene like this could only be seen in Faroe Island. 950 or so long finned Pilot whales will be killed annually here, mainly during summer as part of their grindadráp festival (Pilot whale slaughter).<br /><br />In this small island, maybe they have had enough of kinky bubble party so they seek for adrenaline-pumping fun activities like this.<br /><br />Most Faroese consider the hunt an important part of their culture and history but animal rights group as usual hit back by claiming that the hunt is unnecessary and cruel.<br /><br />Well, I don't bother as long there is ongoing project by the authorities to ensure that the population of the species will not be threatened in near future. For Faroese I dont think they will care as long they could happily whaling while sing along to the chorus line <i>*"Raske drenge, grind at dræbe det er vor lyst</i>"<br /><br />*<i>Strong young lads, to kill the grind that's our joy</i><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8e_L-8Py-diZvGJ4ftSyDRZ3_bTl9Bo15Znw9eIFSEyW-aWjmlQXY49NCB2SIUYwPsepK1OSp0Na7GcPRlrd7fZmQLnYgtKkGC0PDKJipTR2new6qni4upEXNwHoAlBT2zf-QfhR_kBQ/s1600-h/download2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8e_L-8Py-diZvGJ4ftSyDRZ3_bTl9Bo15Znw9eIFSEyW-aWjmlQXY49NCB2SIUYwPsepK1OSp0Na7GcPRlrd7fZmQLnYgtKkGC0PDKJipTR2new6qni4upEXNwHoAlBT2zf-QfhR_kBQ/s320/download2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263993899815607970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uRItH4y5g-ylCbXhPwzkP0Lbr8YyVRaeOJdqi-7f_ab2XO1eBngJb_och4CuPOCuixIJPGGTDAOGWsohsyVx9D-elE5i1_v8rUR1yhVCHIPphNh2a21fFvG9BZdD15VFY82P-NmfQdY/s1600-h/download4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uRItH4y5g-ylCbXhPwzkP0Lbr8YyVRaeOJdqi-7f_ab2XO1eBngJb_och4CuPOCuixIJPGGTDAOGWsohsyVx9D-elE5i1_v8rUR1yhVCHIPphNh2a21fFvG9BZdD15VFY82P-NmfQdY/s320/download4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263994364071320002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM50v9A9DBxkiyQt_gBmkzykwhgW69L7gf0xJLDjSqlq1f3r7sAqig6Pv4S4Ql3adhab03lkev6qWlVKVruHMT1jyOEMia795MVDAwczd_l_cAE62yAZ-mCUiXDLpBIgxobhY4AXHyLw/s1600-h/download3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM50v9A9DBxkiyQt_gBmkzykwhgW69L7gf0xJLDjSqlq1f3r7sAqig6Pv4S4Ql3adhab03lkev6qWlVKVruHMT1jyOEMia795MVDAwczd_l_cAE62yAZ-mCUiXDLpBIgxobhY4AXHyLw/s320/download3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263994113015533282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXitr1wbG7GfN_XImJUETJuBOm4nZhLWXpPq3V72pctemuMVSXi9Pm7G7Dc03wmOB2l02cxp-p9zzGEA0nrFF_YI1dJWg4PT3KhqSMkA5LkiYgSers1-AH83l1iit9DokgFAwf5bBu-g/s1600-h/download5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXitr1wbG7GfN_XImJUETJuBOm4nZhLWXpPq3V72pctemuMVSXi9Pm7G7Dc03wmOB2l02cxp-p9zzGEA0nrFF_YI1dJWg4PT3KhqSMkA5LkiYgSers1-AH83l1iit9DokgFAwf5bBu-g/s320/download5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263994561316663842" border="0" /></a>kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-74111545901575732842008-10-28T08:38:00.000-07:002008-10-28T09:03:33.206-07:00Can savers and spenders stay married?This is one of the life's toughest question. Just like water and oil, spenders and savers seems in nature do not meant for each other.<br /><br />But love is also blind. So the question is if both spender and saver meet and fall in love to each other and willing to take the path down the aisle will their marriage last forever?<br /><br />So the answer- according to Reader's Digest is YES (hooray!!)<br /><br />According to experts though disagreements over money are leading cause of divorce it does not mean that it will be the end of their marriage. However expect lots of work because you are married to someone who has opposite philosophy towards money than you.<br /><br />Always talk in terms of "ours" instead of "mine" or "yours" and work to your strength.<br />The saver should draft the budget and the spender gets to be in charge of holidays and celebrations.<br /><br />Anyway, just wondering in this testing time of economic turmoil will there be any spenders left?kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-78218502635377274492008-10-13T22:18:00.001-07:002008-10-13T23:05:34.642-07:00Who is the most obscenely and grossly overpaid Gorilla in the world?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2007/12/33a_13_fuld_415x275.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2007/12/33a_13_fuld_415x275.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />An American Jew by the name of Richard S Fuld, Jr nicknamed "The Gorilla" for its penchant in weightlifting was the last CEO of the infamous Lehman Brothers and directly responsible for its collapse in September 2008.<br /><br />CNN named him as #9 in the most wanted culprit for the recent financial collapse (My guess for #1 is Alan Greenspan the previous Fed Chairman for letting the banking sector expand without regulation).<br /><br />Do you want to know how much this Gorilla worth?<br />Over USD 500 million even by causing a 158 years old legacy to fall and cost USD 700 billion to the taxpayers.kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557161882621656087.post-25283965907613892412008-10-13T19:25:00.000-07:002008-10-13T22:13:26.688-07:00Solo trip to Egypt (May 08)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBzLlvQ_uYCdx9O-xThj4OlC_tWHmNoY7ZoEuDIhSSfRBM7lAawxPdxSeIOWiPsVmYnZYkI_SJDiM38KZuSZJpYPXinOyRtxhSzsK82MFd3HScq9PE5HwTXoQAE9Iv8q3k53xm-ZRG5M/s1600-h/PICT0154.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBzLlvQ_uYCdx9O-xThj4OlC_tWHmNoY7ZoEuDIhSSfRBM7lAawxPdxSeIOWiPsVmYnZYkI_SJDiM38KZuSZJpYPXinOyRtxhSzsK82MFd3HScq9PE5HwTXoQAE9Iv8q3k53xm-ZRG5M/s320/PICT0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256863706558463842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I missed sphinx and the pyramids as my trip encompassed for 4 days but I will go there for sure ( I hope the drop in fuel price will further catalyze for cheaper flight ticket :D )<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Cairo is an extremely busy city (2nd most populous in the African region and the biggest city in the Arab world) with the population of about 20 million people.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhSHDiQCN7DFxn0Z07PFNKKSPbAd88WRdYHHFXe-89AbXr4-E1Clw4pA3dgB8c1pWyrV9LtOuQ20jJAH0givEeQ3IvIhq3V2sv2kZbd_x5sRdsJHSerhW0s28YRyY8D1aT9bZn79ZzD8g/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-weight: bold;">Cairo from the Citadel</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDTl5P4CAdpR6RUhrSfkrDq0usm2JD5qITxxeHImQmVEpOCYcLQFWCUaZ1ECLgruKKj6848OqCKsghJ3bGcl10mtR_w2aFp5AZtL-Fr-qwFayhn1DHgRb1IG3ghKpuqMJ4cdy2ZMfR_g/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDTl5P4CAdpR6RUhrSfkrDq0usm2JD5qITxxeHImQmVEpOCYcLQFWCUaZ1ECLgruKKj6848OqCKsghJ3bGcl10mtR_w2aFp5AZtL-Fr-qwFayhn1DHgRb1IG3ghKpuqMJ4cdy2ZMfR_g/s320/PICT0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256848044460455010" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> a religious festival</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgyKRDQ0o3gHAqKU0H-3qFwfmdq3TTSDmitoifsEiF2tlakBCds9oUFaNy9DJj9YMZNzoE2uWcPQsFdr_aa7xB_pXSi1Ob3a1phkeI5UGEMT4GYysWg0GucTwNIrNn7RYKmI1sSO6bntI/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgyKRDQ0o3gHAqKU0H-3qFwfmdq3TTSDmitoifsEiF2tlakBCds9oUFaNy9DJj9YMZNzoE2uWcPQsFdr_aa7xB_pXSi1Ob3a1phkeI5UGEMT4GYysWg0GucTwNIrNn7RYKmI1sSO6bntI/s320/PICT0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850767064345794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbzkNl_NO4sOpxkR_tOhXjcRZdxB82H6YZhu7t-SLq3W00WkxdWWKCkR7MUUE0abz8sdXYOZPG8S5rFeS9vqCjMpWGbO8w9c0WjFkJVY1wlfLOaSblJhYZLB9wa-SXXMeEme2WG94uvU/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbzkNl_NO4sOpxkR_tOhXjcRZdxB82H6YZhu7t-SLq3W00WkxdWWKCkR7MUUE0abz8sdXYOZPG8S5rFeS9vqCjMpWGbO8w9c0WjFkJVY1wlfLOaSblJhYZLB9wa-SXXMeEme2WG94uvU/s320/PICT0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256851888533329842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> The Citadel</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqqeh9XIN3AUgJuJxuPCcsLTrumuybs8CQL_aw3eEGxHGF0EEaEE4aUsRlkf-qz2YyLoSn9oHEq0jgKlsk_1MSW1ILdVbcTJDZsEAdvqtf_4_O5V2ojbjfEtxILlAvTOt2C4UrEw8waY/s1600-h/PICT0149.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqqeh9XIN3AUgJuJxuPCcsLTrumuybs8CQL_aw3eEGxHGF0EEaEE4aUsRlkf-qz2YyLoSn9oHEq0jgKlsk_1MSW1ILdVbcTJDZsEAdvqtf_4_O5V2ojbjfEtxILlAvTOt2C4UrEw8waY/s320/PICT0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256858385929729026" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGHhC0VmgKZdYUmJgeFjbeUD2gyeHO0IP1HaB0TqblR-mTAm9MdRJvppIUjzrGojKIKpX0yTLi_GNWIP9foyDHdmMIg3H_Jn0CPJxYh4yMRmfAiD77WzT7JmtAtaB9kJdmYrvlu9E_GU/s1600-h/PICT0145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGHhC0VmgKZdYUmJgeFjbeUD2gyeHO0IP1HaB0TqblR-mTAm9MdRJvppIUjzrGojKIKpX0yTLi_GNWIP9foyDHdmMIg3H_Jn0CPJxYh4yMRmfAiD77WzT7JmtAtaB9kJdmYrvlu9E_GU/s320/PICT0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256861558861448354" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> Nile River</span><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFBb1yX5CFa3AFAGV9G6h3rfub76wOnWcs-c3bC9Obm0aF1yVilZ47ocFDvdiKT2rkZd28j7tCruJQ-tzkcYvi31ALWLXl1CH-vZOGSs7SQ2rfBMK0UhPRFAqGK8qpZjAvL95XaYWaQg/s1600-h/PICT0144.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFBb1yX5CFa3AFAGV9G6h3rfub76wOnWcs-c3bC9Obm0aF1yVilZ47ocFDvdiKT2rkZd28j7tCruJQ-tzkcYvi31ALWLXl1CH-vZOGSs7SQ2rfBMK0UhPRFAqGK8qpZjAvL95XaYWaQg/s320/PICT0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256855542127348322" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ51uck7ua3I-YmUAybdfh1KbeyC9v5X6X9xVezks1k0qHNVcGP5hnZtbfXADXFGumDFxkxL2UMn7PzI-Bt6aHCHi5LiwVpI6bCGoQDUoQnann2P__HIwyeU7Pv__8qWX6tdRjMn0y9Io/s1600-h/PICT0141.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ51uck7ua3I-YmUAybdfh1KbeyC9v5X6X9xVezks1k0qHNVcGP5hnZtbfXADXFGumDFxkxL2UMn7PzI-Bt6aHCHi5LiwVpI6bCGoQDUoQnann2P__HIwyeU7Pv__8qWX6tdRjMn0y9Io/s320/PICT0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256854890464186610" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Part of Cairo</span><br /><br /><br /></div><br />I would like to express my gratitude towards Farizan and Fadhil for being informative and really great tour guides. I was so lucky to stumble upon them when i was browsing around the Citadel.<br /><br />Special thanks to Mama Steffi and Anne Deike for nice accommodation and food and great hospitality. I would love to visit Cairo again. Maybe next year ;)kaninchen_of_merseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08137210854003695480noreply@blogger.com0