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#348: The zombie apocalypse or the camp freak part 4

or are we already part of it 5 and when will everyone finally die? I recently watched the Contagion film. By the way, the film is from the year 2011 and with great actresses like Kate Winslet, Marion Cotillard, Gwyneth Paltrow or actors like Matt Damon, Jude Law or Laurence Fishburne.

I deliberately watched the film, since I've seen a lot of zombie apocalypse films, as 28 Days later, then also weeks, oder The Rain … looked at, but nobody changes in contagion, you only die, quite unpretentious and without wanting to eat anyone up.

It shows with an incredible banality, how the spread of viruses can and could work. And it shows the ugly face of man – played great by Jude Law, but also the longing for something normal. I also feel this longing. And sometimes I'm scared, that we could forget, what normality means.

#347: Run Baby Run

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At least today I thought that and full of euphoria (more or less, rather less) my running shoes strapped, to the lack of movement to compensate. And I was really motivated, had in fact bad mood, whether the learning situation, the confinement and the high calories increase. Also, I assumed a completely distorted reality, I would absolutely fit through my dog and the daily movement, my condition reflects the red belt and I strengthened after a few kilometers back would.

The music in the ear and the sun on your face went there at least once through the courtyard and towards the first 100 m, I already felt the first spasm or muscle twinge in the legs. The acid in my legs again makes my running ambitions slower, but I at least had enough air to breathe and so I doggedly.

Of course, I've tried a look at my Running Watch Garmin to catch and my pulse was in a good area, had to be during the time from the perspective of only wrong. So I shook the clock – maybe a pointer in the digital world got stuck – and waited for the first kilometer. Shocked, whether the poor performance I try to increase the pace, to get it to slow again. While the legs are warm, but the welding seems to increase my breathing rate.

So I look for another song. Felt 5 Songs on I landed at the Black Eyed Peas and pump my lungs again to pump it on. And it works, I will at least 10 Second on the kilometers quickly. The motivated and I start to sing the songs.

*Memo to myself * Are you out of shape do not sing with while running.

I slow down again. At the old Danube I see many runners and I seem so sporty look, that some waving me (but perhaps they have only compassion and want to motivate me). I enjoy it, like the sun in my face appears and reach km 3 while Udo Jürgens “Again and again the sun rises”. I wonder just, if the song is to motivate me in times of COVID or running. I'm not sure.

I make a U-turn and walk again 2 Kilometers and notice, as I in 200 Meter rhythm always look at the clock again. It is not faster, which definitely is up to me. The fourth is definitely my fastest kilometers, again 10 seconds faster, What is immediately noticeable in Seitenstechen. sweet George Harrison with My Lord is here the right song and I wonder one hand, what got into me, to give this song in my Playlist and why does the shuffling exactly this song; what hidden message behind it.

After 5 Kilometers, I'm not and I definitely do not want at home continue, I will replace running with other exercises, quasi these last few kilometers to effectively use. So if someone someone Hopping, Knee in the Hoh’ leaping, saw going to the Po oppressive and with long strides and to its knees going heel, then I was.

At home I have then once selbstbemitleidet me. told a friend of my prowess, the fact that has seen as heroic. Thanks by the way for.

#346: The baker by Stefano in Beausoleil

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If you travel to the Cote d'Azur, many want to see the rich and famous. yachts, Lamborghinis, Silikonbrüste, Hyalloronlippen, Extensions and skintight (not always optimal fitting) Glitter runabout – all’ those were amusing by-products of our must-sees and to-dos.

I have seen my Chagall, Miro also and Matisse. Went through the lavender fields and olive oil have tasted and capture the sunflowers Van Gogh. I have wandered in the squares of the Popes and Arabic, Italian and Gothic influences admired in architecture.

One does not have to follow the beautiful glow, but in small alleys in St. Tropez lose and enjoy there with the locals on small squares with a few tables the balmy evening.

Enjoy is easy in Provence and good food to find actually. But one of my personal highlights was the Il fornaio Stefano. Beausoleil is the village, is the above Monaco. above means, that goes to a few hundred meters and a few stairs down to is no longer in France, sondern in Monte Carlo. A smooth transition and only the change of the mobile network know one then, that you are in the land of low tax rates, in the land of pirates- or. Raubritterfürsten (naturally only seen historically) and luxury cars, drive the circle.

Il fornaio is inside a deli with a few tables on the sidewalk and what. The owner and chef Stefano is Italian and the chef and results in a delightful restaurant with his wife Victoria. Not only, that the products are sensational and of high quality, they are also prepared by the chef with a lot of love and passion. And there's good coffee, namely really good coffee, something that the South of France, despite its proximity to Italy namely can not. And Stefano has taken time, to chat with us, offer the dog not just water, but also Ragu, to stand and the Junior answer questions, what cars he has in fact already seen. It was, like arriving at a friend, even though we were the first time there.

Any time.

https://www.ilfornaiobeausoleil.com/

#345: Zombie Apocalypse or cabin fever part 3

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I'm writing for my life, namely not only like, but also for money and in times like these, it is less. Much less, Thanks be to God – with a thank you in this direction in times like these rather assigned Liebesmüh are – there are still a few small and fine jobs. But my junior looks at me and is now my main quest givers.

At our school there are a kind of free work and I admit, that my 16 year-old pubescent daughter can be quite handle it well. Except for a few steps out of the dark room, I do not see it so hard to. Today I have asked them to please let natural light in her room, the work then easier, it then has the blind but in fact 20 cm rolled up. In short, I was afraid, that it begins to smoke or turns to dust.

The expectation, but that work with a free 10 year's work, even if he already quasi 1 x has made, may be high among teachers and teachers, but is an illusion. We still make a daily to-do list.

I arrived in my personal hell.

And then the guidelines are working on a daily basis. I tell him, that too, if it looks like the beginning of a lot, it is not yet sooooo dramatically then. We spend almost every day at least 30 to discuss so minutes, whether he should not do it now. The creative things, how to make videos or tinkering, he could always make. ONLY there are not only creative videos, but constructions, Essays and sketches.

Speaking sketches! last week I was already warned my friend P, that if he has to draw, I should simply look away. to seize the urge the child the pencil from his hand, is almost self-destructive. The Jr has had to make a sketch to Van Gogh's Sonnenblummen on Saturday. The good thing is, that he saw in London this, the bad is, that a long time ago. The good thing is, I took Ps warning to heart, the bad is, I have not quite made it and had not torn his pencil from his hand, but the sheet and give it a new laid.

What's also good news. He writes sensational emails with his English professor. And I mean really really. And he does it gladly and willingly and without complaint. Maybe it's because, that he is allowed to write, that he is super Marvel and what film characters are his heroes. But I do not matter.

#344: Zombie Apocalypse or cabin fever part 2

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I'm so glad to have a dog, that if I had not, I probably would have to invent one, to get out. I would probably with a leash, or belt cord go on the road and do so, as if I would also. I notice namely, causes that quarantine or enacted stay at home an instinct of Wegwollens.

I was before that good with the dog in moving state. Now it is a necessity and that for me. I also notice, that society in groups divided, want that call for the categorical imperative and all nailed countries, make more, is granted as them – and I not mean the party celebrating wannabe politicians or young at heart, but those that are in the gray area (Catch a breath, walk a few steps, Sitting on Bankerl …). Where does personal responsibility and where the forced ending Regulation?

And no I do not lie in the sun, I'm not going cozies or do more than is absolutely necessary. but I also do not judge it, I a potential risk people – probably the 70 on crutches – meet, while I go out with my dog. He walks slowly and at a safe distance and wants to enjoy the clear air, what he wants to tell me the same guiltily, after I greet him kindly. He drove by car, whereas in fact his wife, which is a few meters running behind him.

I just smile at him and wish him a nice day, because the virus is not in the air, but more and more anchored in our minds. So it is with the limitation of freedom, so limited it seems, so limited it is then not yet and I am very happy. But as I said, if I had not have a dog, then …

#343: Zombie Apocalypse or cabin fever part 1

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On the first day of the prescribed quarantine are junior and I sat at the laptop, all learning materials, download tasks and documents. Most of the Junior liked, that he could replace the laptop with children and teachers digital news now.

We have also emptied the backpack and the fabric Ackerl with all notebooks and folders. Although I should say waste paper collection, because so many crumpled piece of paper and I find transcripts mostly towards the end of a semester. He mean, that he had quickly come together all stress. I did not have to be too loud stress, and to show my anger too offensive (it was only the first day and where would this lead). I failed them.

so clasped, I copied and loaded down all relevant data, to this sort with the Junior. Then we made a to-do list and a weekly schedule. I admit, the word alone to-do list and plan to have a very chilling effect on me. It provides for shortness of breath and utter unwillingness. Something that I can of course do not show the junior, because it is so important, that he rechtzeitg everything and give according to the specifications can. to organiseren myself is a chaotic creative process and quite a challenge to my surroundings.

COOK, COOKING damn I had almost forgotten. Now that all are at home, also changes this routine. But there are noodles – namely the, I eh already at home had and I always have a lot of pasta at home, because the junior Penna e olio, Linguini and oil, Spaghetti and oil meistens ißt.

I go through the tasks and realize, that that's a lot. There are three weeks, this is me aware, but still I have my child the difference between a relative and demonstrative explain, particularly, because he (lt. him) has not yet learned. What can really turn down my pulse beat, is he Goethe's poem “the Sorcerer's apprentice” and Schiller “Ring des Polykrates” must memorize. Junior's first classes of a secondary school! My Princess began with many of these poems in the third grade of a high school, had quite high expectations of their pupils.

But I repudiate understand against rote learning without what they read, to interpret, to understand, why and what is written. Breathe is motivating the foreign exchange and the junior, Simply next job and pubescent princess, who would take me over and over again in their emotional rollercoaster.

Luck was, that although I always herunterief, um zu fragen, how it goes with her, I was rarely really angsprochen. Communication with her was quite einseitung and shortly, with “equal, no, equal, ok, equal, no, equal …”. For this, it is all the more communicative with her friends, via House Party (she was thrilled, they before 3 had years this app, but now she is really cool) talk to each other, laugh and exchange, run while passing any movies, the laptop is opened for school supplies.

It is evening and I am so exhausted and read short digital in the social world, what we now could not do everything. Yoga, Read books, begin to paint, and much more spring cleaning and I wonder, I can do now valuable for me, a glass of wine or go to sleep. I opt for the latter.

#342: Zombie Apocalypse or day 3

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I admit, I have too much imagination. I can very well lose in daydreams me, and when I look at apocalyptic movies, I'm certainly always so intensively, I either hiding under the blanket, go to see the toilet – where my heart is racing, I might miss something crucial – to have to talk at the end about the film.

When I saw the movie the cloud, for example,, I then certainly during the day at night thinking about it and, what would I do, when this would occur. The scenarios were consistently get creative from the car and collect all my important people (at that time I still had a 7 seater), to Italy, Sicily, the choice would have been here, or to get on the plane to Canada.

And sometimes overtakes a reality, because Italy is not possible in the current situation and no pilots can take me anywhere. A strange feeling. Although I can go, I feel locked me.

The first day I was even just above 2 walk hours with child and dog, we went through the forest and the spring sun have felt. I have not enjoyed. The fresh air in the forest, the silence, or the observation of nature did not give me the satisfaction, as they always do it otherwise.

Today is Day 3 and I will again take a long walk. I'm curious, when I'll get used to this restricting freedom. At least I hope NEVER.