And so he finally got me. The cunning bastard. Was after me all the time. Louring me, teasing, offering great fruits. And got me eventually....
For the last two days I was a zombie. Temperature. Chivers. Visitng the toilet every 30 minutes. Nightmare. I got two days of work.Watched some movies (I must tell you. I did not know "Star Wars III:Revenge of the Sith" was such a pile of bollocks, how could they have ruined such a great movie...).
Anyway. Today I was back at work. Still the belly is hurting but it's ok.
But the bad thing is. Three of my roommates must have been also infected. I guess House no. 9 should be Quarantined, or at least drop an A-bomb here :)
I feel sorry for them. Though I was the one to take the first attack of the monsterous disease and had the most serious symptoms. Am I a good bloke, or what?
Today I woke up and thought someone was giving birth to an alien. Rember the movie?When the little chap got out through the abdomen?Well I thought this was happening at my house. It occured to be Adam, trying to fight the disease. Over the toilet seat. Poor chap...But he's ok now.
Today was also payday. Better than I expected I guess...So mood is quite ok.
Abnd of course on Saturday Lech beat Legia 1-0.Woohoo.....KOLEJORZ!!
Take care all of you.. I'm working on new pictures. Must admit I made one really nice.Could made a postcard :)
love ya all..
Wednesday, 10 October 2007
Friday, 21 September 2007
Birthday - the Iranian way :)
So. Yesterday was my birthday. I am 27, going on 30 :) oh my god :)
20/09/2007 was the day I was waiting for. Me birthday. and the party :) Normally in Poland or anywhere else (my previous 3 birthdays were in England and one in Denmark) we would go to a pub or a party place. But this is Iran. And only men :)
But anyway. We managed to arrange a little something ;) and at my place we had a sitting party. Well, some of us tried to play table tennis :)
It was ok. I got 3 kabanosy :) and a Gornik Zabrze key holder :) I'll post the pictures tomorrow or somewhere in the near future (today's picture is a GIF so the quality is very poor, sorry).
But then again, I want birthdays in Poland :)
Today we went to Esmerghan. Since it's Ramazan there were no persians, the whole place for us. A really cool to day today. And my suntan is getting bette. I am turning into a latino lover, though a bit bold :)
one small leap for a man, one giant leap for mankind!
Tomorrow back to work. Brrrr....
I start wondering what awaits for me after this contract ends. i have to think everything over. I guess i want to be back home. Get a job there, maybe start something own?who knows...
27, it's the point of life when most important things should be settled. Important thing for me is to understand that :) i still have problems with it. enough of moaning.
take care...cheerio...khoda hafez
20/09/2007 was the day I was waiting for. Me birthday. and the party :) Normally in Poland or anywhere else (my previous 3 birthdays were in England and one in Denmark) we would go to a pub or a party place. But this is Iran. And only men :)
But anyway. We managed to arrange a little something ;) and at my place we had a sitting party. Well, some of us tried to play table tennis :)
It was ok. I got 3 kabanosy :) and a Gornik Zabrze key holder :) I'll post the pictures tomorrow or somewhere in the near future (today's picture is a GIF so the quality is very poor, sorry).
But then again, I want birthdays in Poland :)
Today we went to Esmerghan. Since it's Ramazan there were no persians, the whole place for us. A really cool to day today. And my suntan is getting bette. I am turning into a latino lover, though a bit bold :)
one small leap for a man, one giant leap for mankind!
Tomorrow back to work. Brrrr....
I start wondering what awaits for me after this contract ends. i have to think everything over. I guess i want to be back home. Get a job there, maybe start something own?who knows...
27, it's the point of life when most important things should be settled. Important thing for me is to understand that :) i still have problems with it. enough of moaning.
take care...cheerio...khoda hafez
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
Boys are back in town....
Hey there. So long till I last wrote. Over a month. But a lot has happened.
Me, in Poland - what a dummy :)
So. My holiday. Very eventful to say at least :) Though spent in Poznan, but it was good to see my family and friends. And polish beer. and polish women, who are really beautiful!!!
First I flied to Tehran. Being out of Tabas was a big relief. After all the hassle with getting the visa. Tehran is a different world from Tabas. European one could say. Almost pornographic - women have most of their hair uncovered!!! OH MY GOD!!CALL THE POLICE!!!OUTRAGEOUS!!BLESPHAMY!!!Prices are also european. But we had a good meal,shower, short sleep and off to the airport. Bear in mind my state - i still did not have a passport when I was in the cab to the airport!!
There were three of us - me, Mining Manager and Senior Electrical Enginner. The last two superb people. The first one is a bit of a tosser but still likeable :)
So. We arrived at the airport and I had to wait for the passport. I waited and waited and waited. Finally the guy came, with my passport, work permit and exit visa. Can you believe that one visit in Iran and 6 pages of your passport are gone. Entry visa, exit visa, visa extension, work permit, resident visa and normal visa :)
Anyway. We were finally on the plane to Frankfurt. As soon as it took off, I called for the flight attendant (not the gorgeous one from my flight to Iran) and said:
-Guten abend. Ich moechte vodka trinken. Drei monaten in Iran. Verstehen sie? :)
I guess she understood because very soon i was sipping nice, vodka and coke on rocks. Hmm. Not long after she visited me again. Marika, that was her name, now brought me jack daniels :) Lufthansa, Ich liebe dich!!! :)
You all can anticipate how it all ended. I had a very good and joyful flight. In Frankfurt I had to wait 4 hours for my plane to Poznan. So we went to have a beer. Dorota, the bartender, happened to be from Poland, and we were witnesses of a miracle - one beer changed into four!Wohoo!
Poznan, my dear Poznan. I somehow managed to pass the passport control (explaining that I have just arrived from Iran :) ).And went home. Cool to seem y family. Really missed them.
That evening I went out for the first time. Was back home at four. Next day out again. Home at seven. My brother was a bit pissed off when I went to his room at 7 in the morning and said:
"Will you assemble these chairs?"
I still dont know what chairs I was after :)
You have to remember it was friday, day of Walker's wedding and I still did not have my best man speech!So I had a three hours sleep and prepared the speech :) Somehow.
5 o'clock the wedding started. I was best man, one of the best days of my life.really. I was honoured. Pretty nervous too :)
And then the party! Nice please, by the lake. friends and many unknown people :)
I was the most stressed person on the whole planet!REally, tried to put off the moment of the speech. But then, the young couple had their first dance, so I though "If Piotrek can dance, I can make a speech" :)
And did it. And guess what?Everybody loved it.OR at least said they did :) I think it was ok. But the nerves were killing me :) Anyway. The party was cool. Eventually I got a bit dazzled ;)
Thasnks Mira and Piotr for giving me the oportunity. I was overwhelmed to be your best man. You're the best...
The following day I went out again. A re-party at the new husband's house and then off elsewhere. Was home at 10 am. But trust. I am too old for this kind of things :) Went to sleep at 8pm and woke up at 12 the next morning (i think :) ).
And then time run out so quickly. As did the money on my account :) But it do not regret going. I needed that, really!
But going back to Iran was horrible.Nice that Dorota was working when we were in Frankfurt, she new what to get us :)
Flight to Tehran - 5 hours of bad mood, directly propotional to the amount of whiskeys I had :)
Then guesthouse in Tehran. And then Tabas. Welcome back to hell :) no, it's not that bad.
And then, out of nowhere. I found out that my superior has quit and I was to take over his duties. But then he changed his mind. Generally i am not sad as a result :) Too many duties I think. We agreed that when he comes back from holiday, he'd take the Administrative Department and I would take over the Translations Department. Maybe... :)
But now I have to take care of that shit. Guess I am doing ok, but time will show :)
Work is ok. The Site Manager has changed. Underground has changed.
U/G is cool. The face (coal seam) is operating now. I went there four times. Really cool experience to see the Power Loader (shearer) cutting the coal. Noise, dust everywhere. Miner have a really hard work. When I come back to the surface I look like the miners in tv. All black :) Once, underground, the senior mining engineer from ym company mistook me for an iranian :)
I stood a few meters from him, my face all black, and he said:
-Mr, belt ok? (meaning belt conveyor on which people can ride)
-No Mr. Belt haile bat (no, very bad belt conveyor) - I said.
-No belt Mr?Kurwa mac - he replied
and then he noticed that I was me :)
The whole project is getting to its final stage - the warranty tests. So it's a big of a crazy town. PApers, document, protocols - all to be translated. So a bit of work to do, but there are days of total laziness.
Tabas, has not changed. All is the same. Though morning are quite chilly now. But during the day it is still the same. Hot as f**k :)
Last friday i was at work, believe me or not but I was installing isolation valves on the pressure pipe range :) physical worker :)
The mosque in Tabas, from a long way away :)
Andrew (safety manager) and someone...
My new friend, Ali... :)
Trupek and me - just chillin'
Everything is the same. We went to Esmerghan two weeks ago and Khor three weeks ago.
Khor, a dam, lake, place to swim. Esmerghan, osais and place to swim. cool places to chill.
Time to go. I'll try to write more often. But you now, managerial positions are time consuming :)
Take care all of you...
p.s.
Ramazan started. Work ended! :)
p.s.s.
Pictures!! Woohoo.
Me, in Poland - what a dummy :)
So. My holiday. Very eventful to say at least :) Though spent in Poznan, but it was good to see my family and friends. And polish beer. and polish women, who are really beautiful!!!
First I flied to Tehran. Being out of Tabas was a big relief. After all the hassle with getting the visa. Tehran is a different world from Tabas. European one could say. Almost pornographic - women have most of their hair uncovered!!! OH MY GOD!!CALL THE POLICE!!!OUTRAGEOUS!!BLESPHAMY!!!Prices are also european. But we had a good meal,shower, short sleep and off to the airport. Bear in mind my state - i still did not have a passport when I was in the cab to the airport!!
There were three of us - me, Mining Manager and Senior Electrical Enginner. The last two superb people. The first one is a bit of a tosser but still likeable :)
So. We arrived at the airport and I had to wait for the passport. I waited and waited and waited. Finally the guy came, with my passport, work permit and exit visa. Can you believe that one visit in Iran and 6 pages of your passport are gone. Entry visa, exit visa, visa extension, work permit, resident visa and normal visa :)
Anyway. We were finally on the plane to Frankfurt. As soon as it took off, I called for the flight attendant (not the gorgeous one from my flight to Iran) and said:
-Guten abend. Ich moechte vodka trinken. Drei monaten in Iran. Verstehen sie? :)
I guess she understood because very soon i was sipping nice, vodka and coke on rocks. Hmm. Not long after she visited me again. Marika, that was her name, now brought me jack daniels :) Lufthansa, Ich liebe dich!!! :)
You all can anticipate how it all ended. I had a very good and joyful flight. In Frankfurt I had to wait 4 hours for my plane to Poznan. So we went to have a beer. Dorota, the bartender, happened to be from Poland, and we were witnesses of a miracle - one beer changed into four!Wohoo!
Poznan, my dear Poznan. I somehow managed to pass the passport control (explaining that I have just arrived from Iran :) ).And went home. Cool to seem y family. Really missed them.
That evening I went out for the first time. Was back home at four. Next day out again. Home at seven. My brother was a bit pissed off when I went to his room at 7 in the morning and said:
"Will you assemble these chairs?"
I still dont know what chairs I was after :)
You have to remember it was friday, day of Walker's wedding and I still did not have my best man speech!So I had a three hours sleep and prepared the speech :) Somehow.
5 o'clock the wedding started. I was best man, one of the best days of my life.really. I was honoured. Pretty nervous too :)
And then the party! Nice please, by the lake. friends and many unknown people :)
I was the most stressed person on the whole planet!REally, tried to put off the moment of the speech. But then, the young couple had their first dance, so I though "If Piotrek can dance, I can make a speech" :)
And did it. And guess what?Everybody loved it.OR at least said they did :) I think it was ok. But the nerves were killing me :) Anyway. The party was cool. Eventually I got a bit dazzled ;)
Thasnks Mira and Piotr for giving me the oportunity. I was overwhelmed to be your best man. You're the best...
The following day I went out again. A re-party at the new husband's house and then off elsewhere. Was home at 10 am. But trust. I am too old for this kind of things :) Went to sleep at 8pm and woke up at 12 the next morning (i think :) ).
And then time run out so quickly. As did the money on my account :) But it do not regret going. I needed that, really!
But going back to Iran was horrible.Nice that Dorota was working when we were in Frankfurt, she new what to get us :)
Flight to Tehran - 5 hours of bad mood, directly propotional to the amount of whiskeys I had :)
Then guesthouse in Tehran. And then Tabas. Welcome back to hell :) no, it's not that bad.
And then, out of nowhere. I found out that my superior has quit and I was to take over his duties. But then he changed his mind. Generally i am not sad as a result :) Too many duties I think. We agreed that when he comes back from holiday, he'd take the Administrative Department and I would take over the Translations Department. Maybe... :)
But now I have to take care of that shit. Guess I am doing ok, but time will show :)
Work is ok. The Site Manager has changed. Underground has changed.
U/G is cool. The face (coal seam) is operating now. I went there four times. Really cool experience to see the Power Loader (shearer) cutting the coal. Noise, dust everywhere. Miner have a really hard work. When I come back to the surface I look like the miners in tv. All black :) Once, underground, the senior mining engineer from ym company mistook me for an iranian :)
I stood a few meters from him, my face all black, and he said:
-Mr, belt ok? (meaning belt conveyor on which people can ride)
-No Mr. Belt haile bat (no, very bad belt conveyor) - I said.
-No belt Mr?Kurwa mac - he replied
and then he noticed that I was me :)
The whole project is getting to its final stage - the warranty tests. So it's a big of a crazy town. PApers, document, protocols - all to be translated. So a bit of work to do, but there are days of total laziness.
Tabas, has not changed. All is the same. Though morning are quite chilly now. But during the day it is still the same. Hot as f**k :)
Last friday i was at work, believe me or not but I was installing isolation valves on the pressure pipe range :) physical worker :)
The mosque in Tabas, from a long way away :)
Andrew (safety manager) and someone...
My new friend, Ali... :)
Trupek and me - just chillin'
UFOK WAS HERE.. :)
Everything is the same. We went to Esmerghan two weeks ago and Khor three weeks ago.
Khor, a dam, lake, place to swim. Esmerghan, osais and place to swim. cool places to chill.
Time to go. I'll try to write more often. But you now, managerial positions are time consuming :)
Take care all of you...
p.s.
Ramazan started. Work ended! :)
p.s.s.
Pictures!! Woohoo.
Sunday, 5 August 2007
Voodoo people
Salam, haste naboshid...
Yes, we all look like voodoo people :) the last week has been a total frenzy. The commissioning of the face is approaching so everyone worked their asses off to meet the deadline. Especially that we've been told that a big shot from Teheran is coming, this is a political case and we'll get shot if we fail*
But i think it is going to be ready and the first Mechanized Longwall in Iran is going to run. But remember one thing, to start operating is not a problem, the problem is to maintain it...
Oh, onme more thing. I think I am going on holiday on Tuesday!!!
WOOHOOOOO!!!Finally. Though I am supposed to get my passport in Teheran, before flying out of Iran, I also still don't have a plane ticket to Europe, but I'vve been told that I have a Tabas-Teheran flight on Tuesday. Which is the best news in weeks. And I must admit i am really happy. Though the thought of coming back here is not ery nice :) It's like with parachuting. YOu do it the first time 'cause you're looking for new experience but when you know how it is, you shit your pants before the second jump :)
But enough of moaning :) I am glad i'll see my town and friends and that ui will make it to Walker's wedding and be the best man. I am Really looking forward to it.
Ok.take care.and cross your fingers for my flight and all.
cheerio
Yes, we all look like voodoo people :) the last week has been a total frenzy. The commissioning of the face is approaching so everyone worked their asses off to meet the deadline. Especially that we've been told that a big shot from Teheran is coming, this is a political case and we'll get shot if we fail*
But i think it is going to be ready and the first Mechanized Longwall in Iran is going to run. But remember one thing, to start operating is not a problem, the problem is to maintain it...
Oh, onme more thing. I think I am going on holiday on Tuesday!!!
WOOHOOOOO!!!Finally. Though I am supposed to get my passport in Teheran, before flying out of Iran, I also still don't have a plane ticket to Europe, but I'vve been told that I have a Tabas-Teheran flight on Tuesday. Which is the best news in weeks. And I must admit i am really happy. Though the thought of coming back here is not ery nice :) It's like with parachuting. YOu do it the first time 'cause you're looking for new experience but when you know how it is, you shit your pants before the second jump :)
But enough of moaning :) I am glad i'll see my town and friends and that ui will make it to Walker's wedding and be the best man. I am Really looking forward to it.
Ok.take care.and cross your fingers for my flight and all.
cheerio
Thursday, 26 July 2007
Happy Birthday sweet 16...27 :)
Happy Birthday JJ. All the best and so on. I wish everyone had friends like you...
Ok. So here I am. I have just learnt that maybe, with a 90% probability, inshallah, and so on, I might be able to fly out on 5/08. I sincerely hope so. I have to gety out of here :) no, it ain't that bad. But it's getting worse Mordad (somewhere between July and August) is supposed to be the hottest month here and Tabas is THE place NOT to be in the SUMMER!!But fock it.If all goes ok, it's only 7 working days for me left before I go.
Mining news? We have almost finished the installation. Now comes the small jobs. This is where the hardest part starts. Maybe this is why I have been sent underground. From Saturday onwards I'll be in the Resistance :) It's so boring underground. 19% of oxygen, feel sleepy all the time. But what can I do, nothing!
Take care, cross your fingers for my visa...and maybe see you (at least some of you) in the near future...or a further one :)
Ok. So here I am. I have just learnt that maybe, with a 90% probability, inshallah, and so on, I might be able to fly out on 5/08. I sincerely hope so. I have to gety out of here :) no, it ain't that bad. But it's getting worse Mordad (somewhere between July and August) is supposed to be the hottest month here and Tabas is THE place NOT to be in the SUMMER!!But fock it.If all goes ok, it's only 7 working days for me left before I go.
Mining news? We have almost finished the installation. Now comes the small jobs. This is where the hardest part starts. Maybe this is why I have been sent underground. From Saturday onwards I'll be in the Resistance :) It's so boring underground. 19% of oxygen, feel sleepy all the time. But what can I do, nothing!
Take care, cross your fingers for my visa...and maybe see you (at least some of you) in the near future...or a further one :)
Sunday, 8 July 2007
No men exist on surface...
Sob bekheyr...
You may wonder what the topic's about. Well, this is what Adam has been told by one of the Iranian miners.Someone wanted to call the haulage operator to check if any trasnport was going down the T/G and if he was safe to go out. But the chap told him that "no men exits on the surface".
"bloody hell" - he thought. "Is this the third world war?Have the Yanks invaded?Dropped an A-bomb?"
What the bloke wanted to say, is that there was noone to answer the phone :)
Yes, these people sometimes say funny things.
But the next one belongs to our compatriote, the operator of the pump station. He was training a group of young and eager IRanians to become pump station operators and they were all taking pipes from one place to another. and MArian (the polish specialist) was saying to them "Lula gende". They were all laughing and he thought it was because he was speaking good farsi.no,no,Mr Marian. "Lula" does indeed mean "pipe" but gende does not mean "give me"."gende" is the second part of the MotherF word :) so he was saying "pass me the focking pipe" :)
Of the other things. Our favorite tv show is english teaching. And so, everyday at 9 p.m. we sit and watch and repeat "thirteen or thirty, fourteen or fourty" and so on :) Don't really know what to think about it. it hink we are going slightly bananas... :)
My eyes are red. For over a week now.Fardo I am going to an eye doctor. Hope he/she helps me 'cause it is getting anoying. I jsut hope it is not anything bad. And my eyes will still be beautiful as they were :)
I cannot wait till my holiday. It is supposed to start on the 3rd of August. I hope it does. Really,sometimes this country can be depressing. I make stupid mistakes at work and the next day I am over the moon. In a good mood.
As for my farsi speaking skills they are...mediocre :) I know a few words, can buy the basic stuff in a shop but I had hoped for more. Well I still have some time here to pick up on my skills and hopefully I will.
ok.gotta go.take care all of you,if anyone keeps reading this load of bollocks :)
cheerio
khoda hafez
You may wonder what the topic's about. Well, this is what Adam has been told by one of the Iranian miners.Someone wanted to call the haulage operator to check if any trasnport was going down the T/G and if he was safe to go out. But the chap told him that "no men exits on the surface".
"bloody hell" - he thought. "Is this the third world war?Have the Yanks invaded?Dropped an A-bomb?"
What the bloke wanted to say, is that there was noone to answer the phone :)
Yes, these people sometimes say funny things.
But the next one belongs to our compatriote, the operator of the pump station. He was training a group of young and eager IRanians to become pump station operators and they were all taking pipes from one place to another. and MArian (the polish specialist) was saying to them "Lula gende". They were all laughing and he thought it was because he was speaking good farsi.no,no,Mr Marian. "Lula" does indeed mean "pipe" but gende does not mean "give me"."gende" is the second part of the MotherF word :) so he was saying "pass me the focking pipe" :)
Of the other things. Our favorite tv show is english teaching. And so, everyday at 9 p.m. we sit and watch and repeat "thirteen or thirty, fourteen or fourty" and so on :) Don't really know what to think about it. it hink we are going slightly bananas... :)
My eyes are red. For over a week now.Fardo I am going to an eye doctor. Hope he/she helps me 'cause it is getting anoying. I jsut hope it is not anything bad. And my eyes will still be beautiful as they were :)
I cannot wait till my holiday. It is supposed to start on the 3rd of August. I hope it does. Really,sometimes this country can be depressing. I make stupid mistakes at work and the next day I am over the moon. In a good mood.
As for my farsi speaking skills they are...mediocre :) I know a few words, can buy the basic stuff in a shop but I had hoped for more. Well I still have some time here to pick up on my skills and hopefully I will.
ok.gotta go.take care all of you,if anyone keeps reading this load of bollocks :)
cheerio
khoda hafez
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
50 days and 50 nights
So, long time no write. But did anyone really miss me anyway? :)
I had an opening line, witty, funny and great but i forgot it, so no funny opening today :)
Not very uch has happened since i last wrote. so that's it for today.bye
:)
We had a company trip to Yazd last thursday (panj shambe). Yazd is really nice, though a 40-people trip takes all the effect away. I flt like on a school trip :) but fock it...
Yazd old town isreally great. With it's winding lanes and wind towers (sound like an extract from Lonely Planet). Cool place, just like the medinas Morocco...
found a comfortable couch, there was a pool inside the teahouse.really completely different to what we had seen so far. good to know that Iran is not only Tabas and Parvadeh mine...
oh, still no photos...sorry
work?it's ok.nice to be THE BIG BOSS :) for the last 2.5 weeks I ahve been the Deputy Translations Coordinator and Administrative someone :) i can know officially yell at people and tell them to take a piss :) but don't do that.when i grow up i want to be a CEO :)
things are lookign good.the vocabulary is almost in my head, though I still take canopies for bases. the only worrying thing is that i don;t know when i am gonna go to Poland.supposedly my holiday starts on the 3rd of August but there is a chance that I will not have the work permit by then which means i will bea ble to leave the country but not come back,at least till I get a work permit in Poland,what might take some time (wow,a 3.5 line sentence,almost like polish manuals)...but we'll see. as our boss says::"what can i do?" :)
tomorrow is 50 days in Iran for me...bloody hell,lana ti...i am sometimes fed up with this...and then I like it the next day.it's the "third month syndrome" :) but then again i think i've had enough. I guess i did not appreciate my life enough...now i can see how much i can do.i am not saying this is wrong here.no,people might be happy.but i cant see meself living here.i guess i am getting to a point,a decisive point.i'll either go bananas or accept the fact i am stuck here for the next 5 months :) by the way. my company apparently has signed contracts in India and Indonesia..cool places to go next :) or maybe an oil rig?
did i tell you there was a spider, the size of a human hand, 20 metres from my office. lucky I was not there :) bozorg spider,mister,bozorg...gure pedar mr spider...
it's getting haile garb...45-50 degrees and summer is not here yet.wonderful,bloody wonderful.
beam me up to Poland, Scotty....please...
take care, all of you...
P.S.
those who are expecting gifts. I have not bought anything yet. Tabas offers nothing I cannot buy in Poland, Yazd was closed...tough luck :)
I had an opening line, witty, funny and great but i forgot it, so no funny opening today :)
Not very uch has happened since i last wrote. so that's it for today.bye
:)
We had a company trip to Yazd last thursday (panj shambe). Yazd is really nice, though a 40-people trip takes all the effect away. I flt like on a school trip :) but fock it...
Yazd old town isreally great. With it's winding lanes and wind towers (sound like an extract from Lonely Planet). Cool place, just like the medinas Morocco...
found a comfortable couch, there was a pool inside the teahouse.really completely different to what we had seen so far. good to know that Iran is not only Tabas and Parvadeh mine...
oh, still no photos...sorry
work?it's ok.nice to be THE BIG BOSS :) for the last 2.5 weeks I ahve been the Deputy Translations Coordinator and Administrative someone :) i can know officially yell at people and tell them to take a piss :) but don't do that.when i grow up i want to be a CEO :)
things are lookign good.the vocabulary is almost in my head, though I still take canopies for bases. the only worrying thing is that i don;t know when i am gonna go to Poland.supposedly my holiday starts on the 3rd of August but there is a chance that I will not have the work permit by then which means i will bea ble to leave the country but not come back,at least till I get a work permit in Poland,what might take some time (wow,a 3.5 line sentence,almost like polish manuals)...but we'll see. as our boss says::"what can i do?" :)
tomorrow is 50 days in Iran for me...bloody hell,lana ti...i am sometimes fed up with this...and then I like it the next day.it's the "third month syndrome" :) but then again i think i've had enough. I guess i did not appreciate my life enough...now i can see how much i can do.i am not saying this is wrong here.no,people might be happy.but i cant see meself living here.i guess i am getting to a point,a decisive point.i'll either go bananas or accept the fact i am stuck here for the next 5 months :) by the way. my company apparently has signed contracts in India and Indonesia..cool places to go next :) or maybe an oil rig?
did i tell you there was a spider, the size of a human hand, 20 metres from my office. lucky I was not there :) bozorg spider,mister,bozorg...gure pedar mr spider...
it's getting haile garb...45-50 degrees and summer is not here yet.wonderful,bloody wonderful.
beam me up to Poland, Scotty....please...
take care, all of you...
P.S.
those who are expecting gifts. I have not bought anything yet. Tabas offers nothing I cannot buy in Poland, Yazd was closed...tough luck :)
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