Bye! say goodbye I say that because I blog takes time for more ambitious projects and announce my return a few months later, or ever to something, but is not the case, or where an emotional farewell speech to thank you for all good things that has brought me this magic mountain, but would be too final, too panegyric, and no mistake at this stage, we all know it is very likely that from here a while for me to return here pegue or anything else similar to those who invent these things when you invent them blogs be completely gone.
blogs is the end, the end of the world? Maybe my perception is wrong, purportedly to note that much less activity than there was for example a year and a half, but I also know that here I do not have internet at home and that the time must pass before the computer been drastically reduced, so we can not say it 100%. As for me, I think that the decline occurred s'haguera equal enthusiasm, but would have had many more hours to devote to this corner. Personal circumstances and work and work and personal are getting mixed exhaust myself completely from a few weeks ago, and today, for today the only thing I care about is that when you can back it up with my start new life far from here, for a few months, not going to believe that he planned to establish myself more time when he said this new life, after a job interview I did yesterday has had a positive result .
Although much to my regret finish (or maybe not) the season here, the Pallas-Yllästunturi National Park, in Finnish Lapland in May to start my new job, more ial south-east - in the South Savo region. I said in the post year end to my plans were to return to Norway, as I have done the past two summers, but look, things come as they come, yesterday I passed the interview, and what we do, life is a bitch and Jotunheimen this year that give the sack. Although I declare love of Lapland, the region of Karelia is also the most wanted was to know the country and not be wrong to celebrate the anniversary of the death of Pentti Saarikoski and his drinking cirrhosis Nantes at his grave on August 24, or take some days off to spend them in a monastery orthodox thinking.
I still have the desire to stop writing more about this winter, pending posts on the Aurora Borealis, life Lapland dogs, all kinds of misery, landscapes, poets, losers mushers, genterola, gold prospectors, love or exorbitant price of the supermarket of Äkäslompolo grenades. Three months and fifteen pounds (less) after being assembled here, would be a disrespect to all the good times I've gone (and have not been few) and especially a person, that the balance is negative . But it is.
not spend too hot, do not let their blogs die, and now we Lito by bars.
Quera digo Adiós saying that the blog Because I wear time for more ambitious and Projects announced a few months after my return, or something, but it is not the case, or make an emotional farewell speech in which to give thanks for all the good things that has brought me this magic mountain, but it would be too final, too eulogy, and no mistake these heights, we all know it is very likely that in time for me to return here or anything like that invented these things are invented when the posts are completely a thing of the past.
Is it the end of the posts, the end of the world? Perhaps my perception is wrong, of course I notice much less activity than there was, say cas, a year and a half, but I also know that here I have no Internet at home and that the time spent in front of the computer has been drastically reduced, so I can not say 100%. As far as I'm concerned, I think that the fall of excitement as would have occurred, even though he had many more hours to dedicate to this corner. Work and personal circumstances and personal and work are getting mixed completely exhausted from a few weeks ago, and today the only thing that gets me is when I can start my new life far from here, for a few months, no not think that he planned to settle down for longer when he said that new life-after a job interview I did yesterday has had a positive result.
Although much to my regret I'll finish (or maybe not) the season here in the Pallas-Yllästunturi National Park, in Finnish Lapland, in May I will start my new job, far to the south-and east- in the South Savo region. I said in the post year-end that my plans were to return to Norway, as I have done the past two summers, but hey, things are as they come, I had the interview yesterday, and what can we do, life is very bitch Jotunheimen this year and be given a sack. Although I declare love of Lapland, Karelia area is also the most she longed to know the country and not be wrong to celebrate the anniversary of the death of Pentti Saarikoski and cirrhosis going to drink at his grave on August 24, or take some days off to reflect pass in an Orthodox monastery.
I am disappointed to leave written more about this winter season remaining posts on the Northern Lights, Lappish life, dogs, bastards of all types, landscapes, poets, losers, mushers, gentezuela, search engines gold, love or the exorbitant price of the shells in the supermarket Äkäslompolo. Three months and fifteen kilos (less) after arriving here, would be a lack RESPECT to all of the good moments I've past (and have not been few), and especially a person, saying that the balance is negative. But it is.
not Spend Too much heat, no dejen morirse to its blogs, y ya veremos us by bars.
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