cold shower

Moscow feels like a true metropool, ready to compete with most western metropools, but there are some particularities with it that can only be found in Russia. After arriving from Amsterdam I was ready for my shower to start the Moscow adventure bright and shiny. Not knowing any better I stepped into the bathtub and turned on the water. Icecold!! I wanted to be fresh, but this was a bit overdone.

Once every year the hot water is cut off all over Moscow for a few weeks for maintainance, mainly in the summer months and area per area. One collegue told me that her warm water was cut off in early May when temperatures were still around 0 degrees.

I wasn't complaining, I swear.
Fortunately the warm shower is back again now.

from home to worksky

dear guests

For everybody who is planning to pay me a visit or after this message will also be coming.
Maybe you already knew that I share my luxureus apartment with one of my collegues, but what is new is that she will be leaving soon, leaving behind a genereous room for guests. So no worries anymore if everybody fits, it will provide space for everybody.

have to go to a party now, more news monday!!

my point of view

My point of view 01

My point of view 02

the never-ending first day at work

One of Erick's friends is an important developer. A developer that wants a new house. And Erick wants to be involved in his developments. So he designs a villa for a special price.

It is 4 in the night and we are still working very hard to finish the booklet in time. Almost a hundred pages of glossy renderings. Lots of them are upgraded in photoshop by my humble self. The villa is huge and extremely luxureus. Too huge and too luxureus. I don't want to know...

I won't post the pictures, still got my integrity.

arrived

Sitting here behind my personal computer in the office with a nice view on the Kremlin, I am starting to believe I made the right choice. The collegues I met so far are very nice, the apartment in which I am staying is perfect and to recognize places I have been last summer finishes the experience.

Deadlines are already coming up so probably they will put me to some oldfashioned hard labour soon. For now I am still waiting for my supervising architect to arrive and smiling while looking out of the window...

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THE END. or the beginning?

I am writing this one week after returning from India. Rush rush rush, it continues even here. No time to reflect or even rest. We are back alright. I need time to think things over, isn't that also part of studying? I want to do something with this experience. I don't want to get stuck in our Western system with all its invisible presets. I want to make a difference. I want to do good. If only I knew how.

This is not the end, nor the beginning.

I am on the way...