Today marks one year since the moment when I found myself in this interesting location. For the "veterans" of the emigration of those who came to the UK and Ireland on the EU wave of one year in five of them are funny probably jubilee. "Oh, is that you're still green ..." it is often in discussions with the incumbent already here compatriots, who add that it really after the second year of a person begins had crises. "For the first year is going to the enthusiasm."
With this enthusiasm is a different case. Year of the proverbial pile of days, hours, and often annoying minutes spent in a place where we really will always be a visitor. So when I hear feedback: "I am here I feel like at home" is always a little bit to me raises an eyebrow in surprise. Because the first Norn-Iron are far from such a multicultural London (and that multiculturalism does not necessarily mean a great tolerance and openness of local), because even after several years it is difficult to enter into the thinking, behavior, and all the local customs, because without a perfect knowledge is difficult to play even with all the games półsłówek, allusions and other transfer thoughts to people who were born here and live here - and do not know anyone among his countrymen, who would speak perfect English in the local dialect. Because of this, even though we are in a number of features (mostly those paskudniejszych) alike, it is the Poles and the Irish, Ulsterczycy, or as he called the Green Island residents midnight from other cultures are completely.
Only at the beginning of the anniversary comment. Evening add more. Because it so happened Ela that and came to the Six Counties just to the jubilee of my (well, look, is a well planned JKM;)), and will be coming in today Bangorii, except that any further meeting Stormoncie - of course under the guise of the inauguration of the Polish Cultural Week, but I know I know, everyone suddenly exclaim, "supraaaaajs" and start to party, huehuehue. Also
be here today apdejt.
Today,] Well, I was optimistic huehuehuehue:)
In any case many thanks to Sylvia and Paul's participation in a spontaneous evening under the name "In vino veritas." Between the subsequent emptying of the vineyard from Italy and South Africa we managed to get to the opening of contemporary Polish art connected with the performance (or performance by the misery, poverty, these things are not seen his time in Krzyżakowie, where people grew up art womitoryjną ...) in the Ormeau Bath Gallery . Well, in total, then suddenly he did on Friday ... :)
Well, and so it briefly looked like:
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