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Once I had a dream about the future… I get up in the morning and walk up to my closet. Instead of the door the closet has a large flat screen mysteriously shimmering in the dark. I touch the screen and it lights up and displays many colourful icons.
“What would you like to look like today?” asks the screen and offers me eight choices to pick from:
– a romantic dreamer
– an urban fashionista
– a reckless teen
– a sporty mommy
– a neat housewife
– a naughty girl….
“Well, I think I tried all of them already… I want to be something new!” The screen thinks for a minute. “In this case, please feel free to choose any item from our catalogue”. I search the catalogue and find a slim black dress with vibrant blooms scattered across the bodice, and black velvet platform pumps with scarlet roses print, golden heels and golden buckles…. “This will work!” I smile and press “Submit Your Order” button at the bottom of the screen.
“You order has been submitted and will be shipped in 30 minutes. Thank you for using “My Caprice”.
In only half an hour after showering and breakfast the doorbell rings. I open the door and receive a paper bag with “My Caprice” logo. The bag has the dress and the shoes…
The next day I order a new dress and new shoes. Every day I order a new outfit that gets shipped to my house in a paper bag.
How much do you think this service costs? Where do I keep all the clothes and shoes I order? I don’t keep them anywhere and it costs me no more than a TV subscription. How is that possible?
Once I’ve used the clothes I take them to “My Caprice Clothing Return Drop Box” located at all major intersections of the city. “My Caprice” is one of the many clothing rental providers available in the market. Clothes collected at the drop boxes are shipped to a giant dry cleaning factory where several mega tons of used clothing is processed daily. Once cleaned the clothes become like brand new.
The cleaned clothing is sent to warehouses where it gets itemized and categorized. The warehouses are connected to the central database which is linked to the application running on the terminals installed in every home’s closet. The customers pay a yearly subscription for the service. There are different plans available depending on the clothes quality, designs and target market demographics.
The traditional “retail” shopping still exists. However, clothing rental services become more and more popular. How did this happen?
In a country where bad weather lasts three seasons out of four, and driving in traffic is a huge hassle , more and more people preferred online shopping to visiting a store. The biggest issue was lack of storage. People kept buying clothes and storing them in closets. With time, clothes weren’t fitting well anymore, or they were going out of fashion, or people simply became bored with them. Clothes were taking more and more space, producing dust and causing allergies.
Considering the fact that consumers use clothes for a short period of time, quickly replacing them with the new ones, manufacturers realized that quality is not of much importance to consumers. Eventually, the quality of clothing became so poor that after two washes most garments were discarded, causing significant harm to the environment.
This is when a group of scientists decided to popularize the concept of mass clothing rental. The idea mostly favoured by women thrived on the fact that every woman’s secret desire to wear a different outfit every single day of a year.
They capitalized on the fact that women don’t buy clothing for its own sake. They buy the looks created by the clothing. Companies like “My Caprice” were able to meet that demand.
Any radical new idea will receive its share of criticism. Some people consider it inappropriate to wear used clothes due to religious, cultural and hygienic reasons. That is utterly strange as they share lots of other things with strangers every day. When they go to restaurants, they eat food from the plates that were previously used by others. When they stay in hotel rooms, they sleep on top of bed sheets that someone else had previously slept on. When they are admitted to hospitals, they wear robes that were worn by many others…
Eventually even the most raging opponents of this idea had to change their mind. Mainly, due to the environmental benefits of the new concept. Reusing items means less waste, less cleaning substances and less plastic ending up in landfills. The quality and durability of clothing also improved. They started using more natural, eco-friendly and recyclable materials, which helped improve people’s overall health and well-being…
I kept contemplating about other long-term benefits of this idea, but suddenly I woke up from my dream. I opened my closet and saw how many clothes I had in there… For the last three years I have been obsessed with buying new clothes calling it my “retail therapy”. I had so much stuff that I didn’t know where anything was. I decided that it was time to get rid of some of my clothes instead of buying new ones. This is how “Shop My Closet” idea was born. Today, it’s a fast growing Facebook Group consisting of over 1000 members. I hope that with your help, we can spread the word, so that one day we could reach 10,000 members. People have to change their attitude towards the use of clothing. Consumerism is wrong. If we care about our planet, our environment we have to start living by the principle of the “Three R’s: Reduce, Reuse, and Recycle.
Read more about Sustainable Clothing and Clothing Swapping here https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sustainable_clothing
Where is my eagle?
One day I was picking up my six year old son from school. As usual, he was sitting at the table with three other boys constructing something out of Lego. All of a sudden he gave me a very serious look and said, “I want an eagle.” “You mean an eagle toy?” “No, I want a live eagle!” For the next two weeks, each time I showed up in his classroom doorway, he was asking me the same question, “Where is my eagle? Did you get me the eagle?”
I tried to change the subject once. “Do you want to know about the Eaglet?” Eaglet is a Soviet Russian song from the 1930s dedicated to a heroic young soldier who was captured by the enemies and is about to be killed. “You mean those soldiers who we commemorate on the Remembrance Day when all people wear little red poppies?” He had no idea what I was talking about.
The generational gap
That night I thought how different our children are compared to our grandparents and great grandparents who went through the horrors of war.
Two centuries. Two different generations.
Russian children born in the 20th century suffered many years of hunger, wars, and political oppression. Our kids have everything – tons of toys, electronics, ipads, iphones, Facebook… And still, our children keep asking for more. They make unreasonable – even absurd demands. They throw tantrums and become hysterical if they don’t get what they want. They want to watch TV and play computer games endlessly. They leave a mess and don’t want to clean it up. They refuse to eat the food they are given. They are picky about everything – food, clothes, toys, friends …
Children born in the 21st century are protected from all possible hazards every step of their lives. Babies won’t know that they are wet because the diapers keep them dry all day long. Toddlers won’t hit themselves against the bed rails because it’s lined with the bumper. Kids will never swallow any wrong medication because all bottles have child-resistant caps.
George Carlin, the great American comedian, once said, “For one thing, there’s too much emphasis on safety; child-proof medicine bottles and fireproof pyjamas, child restraints in car seats, and HELMETS! Bicycle, skateboard, baseball helmets! Kids have to wear helmets now for everything…! Grown-ups have taken all the fun out of being a kid.”
Twenty five years ago, when I was in high school, we didn’t have iPads, iPods, Xboxes and hundreds of TV channels. We would finish our homework and go play outside. No one was watching us – it was considered safe. We read lots of books and wrote poems. The school policies were tough, the teachers strict and demanding. We learnt that in order to be successful you have to work hard and put in lot of effort.
Children and technology
Over the last 15 years, technology has changed our lifestyle and the environment in which our children are growing. We can’t live without our devices – we are texting, tweeting, posting, and instagramming every minute of every day. Kids become a part of this gigantic social web from the day they are born when the picture of a newborn appears on their parents’ Facebook timeline. For some kids this happens even earlier when their parents-to-be post ultrasound images.
Parents think that there is no harm in using a computer or watching TV while having a baby on their lap. They believe that if the baby is not staring directly into the screen then there is nothing wrong with it. Guess what – the researchers have found that even having TV in the background can be harmful for the developing brain because it can affect speech development.

Watching too much TV is not good for children of any age. It hinders their ability to think and learn because their brain becomes over- stimulated. Kids who watch too may cartoons are less creative and perform worse at school.
Are you wondering why children throw tantrums? One of the reasons could surely be sitting still in front of TV for too long, especially if they watch cartoons filled with violence and action. (And most cartoons are like that nowadays). Suddenly, they become hyperactive and even aggressive. Their unused energy needs to get out.
Punishment and reward
So what are we supposed to do? Should we ban TV completely? And how do we keep them busy? Sports and board games are good ways to take kids away from TV. But more importantly, parents have to be role models: if daddy is on the computer all day and mom is on her phone, what habits will your child pick up?
Kids are much smarter than we think. This is why many child educators recommend teaching children good behaviour using the method of negative and positive consequences. A similar approach by the way is used by employers to increase employee performance.
Taking away toys = cutting down the salaries
Time off = letting go
New toy = salary raise
I was advised to make a sticker chart for my son. Every time he finishes his meal on time, cleans after himself or helps me around the house, I put a sticker on the board. After earning a certain number of stickers he gets a new toy. I noticed that when I warn him that I’ll remove some of the stickers if he doesn’t do what I say, he throws a tantrum.
Interestingly, unexpected rewards always work. One time, he decided to babysit his brother. He softly talked to the baby and the baby fell asleep while I was cooking in the kitchen. Well, obviously he earned a sticker. He was so proud. And of course he wanted to do this again.
Little adults and big kids
Speaking of role modelling, children often act like grown-ups while adults behave like kids. I went to Walmart to buy a hair band. I couldn’t choose which one I needed and took two. Meanwhile, my son got himself three electric toothbrushes: A Transformer one, a Batman one and another one with something else on it. “Why would you need three toothbrushes?” I asked. “And why do you need two hair bands?” I didn’t know what to say, but I put one band back on the shelf.
Why do preschoolers need so many Lego games (or Barbie dolls)? And why does mom need so many pairs of shoes?
Another interesting observation: 4-6 year old boys are obsessed with superheroes, Power Rangers, ninja turtles, and Transformers. Marvel and DC Comics have built an entire industry based on their popular characters – from stickers to underwear. Kids will wear only those clothes that have the images of their favorite characters. Why? And why are ladies of all ages and backgrounds are obsessed with Coach and Michael Corse purses? These are typical examples of how the principle of social proof works. It was described by Professor Robert Cialdini as one of the most powerful weapons of influence. If a lot of other people are doing something, we assume that it’s a good thing to do.
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Kids like to brag. When they get a new toy (boots, mittens, or a pencil case) they have to show it to classmates just to be in the center of attention. What about adults? How often do we hear “Did you see my new car?”, “I’ve taken this with my new Nikon 700”, “Do you know how much we spent on this bathroom?”, or “Here’s me drinking Banana Mama on the beach in Punta Cana…”?
Facebook and other social media have thrived on people’s need to be liked and admired. Whenever someone responds to our comment, or “likes” our photo, it nurtures our ego and makes us feel special. In fact, social web is a much more addictive toy than Lego, Barbie or any other child’s toy. But if parents can tell children to stop playing and start learning, who’s going to convince adults to stop wasting time on Facebook and start doing more valuable things in their lives?
Dedicated to all new mothers and mothers-to-be
Whenever people see a pregnant woman the first question they ask her is “when is she due?” They are curious whether she is having a boy or a girl. They wonder about the tiny life developing inside and try to imagine what the newborn will look like. But they are rarely interested in the mother herself, her thoughts, feelings and emotions. What a shame! Pregnancy is quite an adventure.
When I was pregnant I had all kinds of weird feelings and emotions. It reminded me Alice’s journey “through the looking glass”. Everything seemed so unrealistic and distorted. Here is my story.
When I saw a goat in a car
One day I was driving from work to pick up my son from school. As usual, I got stuck in traffic somewhere on the 16th Avenue. All of a sudden, I saw a goat’s head hanging out of a car’s window and grinning at me offensively. I briefly looked at the goat and I swear I also saw a mix of a spider and a pig, sitting next to it and also grinning. Was I dreaming?
Maybe. I was very tired and sleepy that day, and it was just about to rain. Later I figured that the goat was the product of my imagination and in reality I saw a male with a long beard and a creepy look…
Did you notice how our emotional and physical state affects our perception of the reality? When we are in a good mood, everything and everyone seem so pretty.
A pregnant woman goes through emotional ups and downs. Sometimes she becomes unnecessarily fearful and anxious about things that others don’t even notice.
The goat in the car is not the only example. Here is another one. This time my son was with me in the car. He told me that a man is staring at him. Guess what? I immediately assumed that some pervert is looking at my child and I pushed the gas pedal. Shortly after, I started imagining that there are perverts everywhere – driving cars, walking on the streets…
The crime rate in Toronto is relatively low compared to let’s say Moscow or New York. Nevertheless, any time something happens in our city, the media tends to exaggerate the news trying to grab our attention and increase their audience rate. And how does that affect a pregnant lady? After watching or reading these news stories all day long she can easily become restless and even lose her sleep, imagining that there may be kidnappers, terrorists or other bad guys somewhere nearby.
The power of emotions
Emotions can be very powerful and hard to control. Imagine a long day at work, an endless boring meeting. The boss makes a bitter remark about your low productivity. The weather is nasty. You get stuck in traffic on the way home. You are tired. Your child throws a tantrum. You start feeling a snowball of anger building up in your chest. You come home and you see your significant other being too busy to give you the attention you deserve. At this moment all you need is a small trigger so that you could blow off your steam. You find that trigger and you don’t even notice how your anger turns into a rage.
“Rage is a much stronger emotion than anger. When you rage, you lose self control and adrenalin and cortisol prepare you to fight. You heat up and go from zero to one hundred twenty miles an hour in ten seconds in a run-away giant semi. And you are not in control of the wheel. Someone very nasty has the pedal to the metal and ugly things are coming out of the mouth…” Lynne Namka “When Shame Becomes Rage”
Later on, after you get some sleep, calm down and relax, you realize how much you overreacted. You regret the things you said and that you passed your stress onto another person.
There are of course very self-controlled people who never lose their temper and never get angry. Women who experience a sudden change in the hormones levels (during PMS, pregnancy or menopause) are more prone to be short-tempered.
By the way, here are ten great anger management tips from Mayo Clinic which I found helpful.
Beware of the Vampire
Jordan Davis, the author of The Power of Persuasion audio course, says that in order for a person to be believed an emotional connection must be made. Some people make us feel very comfortable and that’s why we trust them. Others don’t. No matter how smart and intelligent someone can be we won’t take them seriously if we find them emotionally draining and annoying (Sheldon Cooper: “I am annoying! Go ahead, say it! I am annoying!”)
This is particularly true when it comes to so called energy vampires.
When we meet them for the first time they may seem nice and charming. They usually try very hard to make a good impression. After a while we start feeling drained and exhausted in their presence and we wonder why.
A pregnant woman, in particular, should beware of energy vampires. They can make her feel dizzy or give her a headache. How do you tell whether a person is an energy vampire? They come in different forms.
Blabbermouths will keep jabbering just to get your attention. 95% of what they say is an endless and aimless story about their own deeds and achievements. There is usually not much logic in what they talk about – they jump from one topic to another and once they finish they make you feel like an idiot because you didn’t get their point.
I once spoke to a guy who was trying to sell me Internet Marketing services. The conversation lasted about 45 min during which I barely managed to say a word. He kept bragging about his business being the top SEO provider in the city. At the end of his pitch, I learned that their services were ridiculously expensive. What a waste of time and energy this was.
Another type is a nagger – someone who is always unhappy for one reason or another and makes a big deal out of every little thing. They tend to micromanage and be in your face with unrealistic demands…
I’ve learnt that one way to avoid the negative effect of energy vampires is to visualize a protective energy shield around yourself. They will keep yelling, yapping or pushing themselves into your sphere, but they won’t be able to cut through your buffer zone in order to drain you of your energy. There is only one problem with this method – to achieve such an effect you need to have a lot of energy to start with, something that pregnant women are usually deprived of.
The light at the end of the tunnel
After I had my baby, I didn’t come out of the house for a few of weeks. Sleep deprivation, lack of sunlight and weakened immune system took its toll – I ended up with some sort of baby blues. On top of everything I was sick for about a month and a half – sore throat, ear pain, cough, the list goes on. The doctor said that I got some nasty virus from my older son and should be prepared to be ill for quite a while. Not a very optimistic prognosis.
Being sick gets me into a vicious circle. Normally a very active person, I start feeling miserable because I have to hold my horses and take it easy. In other words, I need to get lots of rest and don’t do much. On the other side, research has found that when people feel blue it affects their immune system and slows down the recovery process.
The best remedy for depression
Once I started getting some sleep, taking walks in the park and exercising I felt rejuvenated … both physically and emotionally.
Later I discovered that our pain tolerance can be controlled. It depends on our mood and energy level. The more energy we have the easier it is to deal with sickness and pain.
I decided that if I ever start feeling sick again I will pretend that I don’t feel it or try to convince myself that I am getting better the next day. Surprisingly, this works better than any medicine.
Sheril Sandberg, Facebook’s CEO, once wrote in her “Lean in” book: “When I don’t feel confident, one tactic I’ve learned is that it sometimes helps to fake it… I discovered this when I was an aerobics instructor in the 1980s… Influenced by the gospel of Jane Fonda, aerobics also meant smiling solidly for a full hour. Some days, the smile came naturally. Other days, I was in a lousy mood and had to fake it. Yet after an hour of forced smiling, I often felt cheerful.”
When you are sick, tired and depressed, it takes a lot of willpower to stop sulking and start feeling good about yourself and the surrounding world. One thing that pregnancy does is that it takes away a lot of energy from the mother to build a new life inside her. No wonder pregnant ladies are always tired, sluggish and clumsy. During journey through nine month of pregnancy, I was half asleep most of the time and ended up dropping a lot of mugs and dishes…
Once the baby is born (or perhaps, a few months later) we slowly start getting our energy back. All of a sudden, we find ourselves being much more efficient and productive. We become the queens of multitasking – changing diapers, cooking, breastfeeding, seeing doctors, picking kids from school, taking them to sports classes, posting on Facebook, writing blogs… This is actually the happiest time of our life.
Stockholm, the unofficial capital of Scandinavia, is a beautiful Nordic city known for its world-famous music, social democracy, unparalleled life style, delicious food and cutting-edge design and architecture. The legend says that Vikings founded Stockholm after filling a hollowed-out log with gold, laying it in the water and letting it guide them ashore. The tale is fictional but metaphoric: This city is golden. It is filled with rich history, cosmopolitan glamour and stunning beauty.
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| Military Band |
The changing of the guard ceremony at the Royal Palace has been a daily tradition since the XVI century. In summer the guards are accompanied by the the military band who march in their impeccable white uniforms all across the Old Town towards the Royal Palace. As you can see there is a decent number of females amongst the guards and the band performers.
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| Storatorget |
Storatorget, located in the center of the Old Town is a picturesque old square often seen on the Stockholm postcards. In the 16th century this was an execution place called Stockholm Blood Bath where the king beheaded his political enemies.
Alfred Nobel invented dynamite in 1866, which earned him a huge fortune. A French newspaper mistakenly published Alfred’s obituary and condemned him for his invention of dynamite saying that he became rich by finding ways to kill more people faster than ever before. Alfred was disappointed with what he read and concerned with how he would be remembered. In his will he allocated 94% of his assets to establish the Nobel Prize.
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| Penicilin (discovered by Alexander Fleming in 1928) |
More than 800 Nobel Laureates and some of the world’s most important ideas and discoveries are presented in Nobel Museum located here, at Storatorget Square.
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| Nobel Ice Cream |
The famous Nobel Ice Cream is a special dessert created for the Nobel Banquet in 1976. It was served to guests at every Nobel Banquet until 1998. Today, the ice cream is made only for the Nobel Museum and Bistro Nobel, a small café inside the museum.
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| Statue of St George |
Storkyrkan is the oldest church in the Old Town of Stockholm. All the royal weddings and coronations took place here. Locals believe that this statue of Saint George fighting the Dragon symbolizes Sweden’s need to struggle against evil. I think they already won that battle long time ago – today they are a truly happy nation.
Comprised of 14 beautiful islands and a labyrinth of canals, the Swedish capital is often referred to as the Venice of the North. The waterways are so clean and pure that you could safely drink straight from Mother Nature’s tap.
Housed in a magnificent building the Nordiska museum is the exposition of the Northern culture. Inside is a collection of all things Swedish, from Sami folklore to eclectic exhibitions of Swedish fashion, shoes, interiors and even table settings.
A very unique exposition at Nordiska museum is dedicated to Sami people, the indigenous people who live in the northern parts of Scandinavia. There are at least 20,000 Sami in Sweden and like most First Nations in Canada their main occupations are hunting and fishing. Today they are also involved in handicrafts, tourism, media, art and music. Sami have their own political organizations and recognized as a national minority in Sweden.
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| The Vasa Warship |
The Vasa Museum is Sweden’s most famous attraction. It is home to the world’s only preserved 17th-century warship, which is almost 70 meters long. Vasa, the Scandinavian Titanic, sank in the middle of Stockholm harbor in the middle of the 17th century and was salvaged for restoration only in 1961. More than 95% of the warship is original and was restored to its original glory. The wood that has been under water for over 300 years can easily split and collapse if allowed to dry after salvage. This is why the museum has a controlled humidity to ensure the ship survives for as long as possible.
When it comes to museums Swedes like to go into every detail. The Vasa Museum tells you everything about the ship crew, their health issues, dental problems and diet. The researchers were able to restore all these details using just bones and skulls.
Skansen is the world’s first open-air museum, where you can stroll through five centuries of Swedish history, around historical buildings and dwellings and meet people from the past.
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| The Skansen Zoo |
The Skansen Zoo is like Canadian Lion Safari, but with Nordic animals. Beware of lemurs who can use your back or head as a springboard.
In summer Stockholm people of all ages wear sneakers and cotton pants. I don’t know whether it is a fashion trend or they simply don’t care about their looks. The truth is unlike Americans it doesn’t really matter what they wear because they would look stunning in any clothes. I haven’t seen so many beautiful people (both men and women) in any other country of the world. And I think they are aware of this because they seem so confident. This is what the whole H&M style is based on – simple, comfortable and relaxed.
Another thing they do is getting together in a huge crowd and singing along with their favorite TV host. Sing-a-Long at Skansen is a televised event broadcast live every Tuesday evening in summer and they have been doing this since 1979. Today the host of the show is the 26-year-old idol Måns Zelmerlöw. What else do Swedish people like? The herring in mustard sauce, marinated herring, for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
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| The Ericsson Globe |
Another example of the Swedish passion for creativity and design is the Ericsson Globe, the world’s largest hemispherical construction. The Globe is the national arena of Sweden and is named after Swedish largest telecommunications company and the maker of the popular phones. The two spherical glass gondolas take visitors to the very top of the building from where you can see the entire city. Of course, it’s nothing compared to Eiffel or CN Tower, however its the shape that makes it unique. It feels like walking on a very small “moon”.
The National Historical Museum is mostly known for its Vikings collection. Like every other Swedish museum they like to exhibit bones of animals and humans dug out from the past. And of course gold and silver. However, no recording was allowed in the famous Gold Room, which contains 52 kilos of gold and over 200 kilos of silver. Nevertheless, we were able to take a sneak peek….
The Spritmuseum, The Museum of Spirits, or Absolute Museum, is a unusual and creative exhibition which celebrates and disapproves alcohol drinking at the same time. It takes you on an unforgettable journey from the vodka production process to a drunken party room, all based on art, scenery, experience, scents, sounds and tastes… The Absolute Art Collection is just another showcase of Swedish creativity, artistry and sense of humour.
Did you know that these things came from Sweden?
- World’s best pop bands of the 80s – Abba, Ace of Base, Europe, Roxette
- Ikea. With 267 stores in 25 countries, it made the interior creation easy and affordable for everyone.
- The Nobel Prize. An international annual award of US $1.2 million administered for achievements in physics, chemistry, physiology or medicine, literature and for peace. The famous Nobel Laureates include Albert Einstein, Ernest Hemingway, Alexander Solzhenitsyn. Theodore Roosevelt and Mikhail Gorbachev.
- Ericsson phones, as well as the invention of Bluetooth
- Tetra Pak – a multinational food packaging company producing over 160 million packages a year.
- The zipper – the method still used today, based on interlocking teeth, was invented in 1913 by the Swedish engineer Gideon Sundbäck.
- Dynamite – the explosive material invented by Alfred Nobel in 1867.
- H&M – a multi-national retail-clothing company with 2,629 stores across the world.
- Buffet-style restaurants. The buffet table originates from the traditional Swedish Smörgåsbord, the table of sandwiches.
Atlantis hotel located at Paradise Island, Bahamas, is considered one of the best destinations in the world. Surrounded by water this giant resort proudly rises above the island like an ancient fortress.
During the first few days at Atlantis we got lost in this maze of endless lobbies, boutiques, galleries, tunnels, pools and lagoons. Those who come here with a child should bring a stroller. It took us a while to figure out the shortest way from Royal Towers to the beach, even with the map on our hands. Unfortunately the shortest way was not stroller friendly since the elevator to the beach level was always out of service. Well, that’s fine, after sitting in front of computers for months, long walks were good for us.
The Dig, located underneath the Royal Towers lobby, is a misterious dark tunnel representing the lost city of Atlantis. You can see here lots of exotic sea creatures staring at you through the glass. Thousands of brilliantly coloured tropical fish swim along with enourmous groupers and magnificent rays. On the way to the beach, at the Predator Lagoon, you will find Hammerhead Sharks, Barracudas, Blacknose Sharks, Caribbean reef sharks and Nurse sharks.
Atlantis Aquaventure Water Park, is one of a kind non-stop aquatic thrill ride. Some of the water slides are so incredibly fast and thrilling you can nearly blank out for a moment. Make sure to keep your bum up all the time, otherwise it can hit you when least expected.
In spite of the overall luxury of the place and ridiculous prices at the restaurants, the food at Atlantis is not all that great. While the dinner at the buffet is $55 per adult and $27 per child, the choices are quite poor compared let’s say with Mexico or Dominican Republic. There are some cheaper places where they offer sandwiches, fries, horrible pizza and other junk. Usually, only 1 or 2 items on the menu would be more of less all right, if you are lucky, or if the chef is in a good mood, and everything else would be too chew, too dry, too spicy. Well, forget it. If you want to eat well at Atlantis, go to fancy restaurants. This resort is designed for rich and idle who can afford spending big bucks on food, shopping and entertainment. Don’t be surprised to find an ordinary dress for 6 grand or a tiny little diamond for three thousand dollars. It’s not because these items are so valuable. It’s because the visitors can afford to spend that much. After all, what is a $6,000 dress compared to the amounts played in the casino, or at the poker tournament?
During our stay at Atlantis we witnessed the annual poker tournament sponsored by Pokerstars, the online poker giant. Pokerstars Caribbean Adventure 2012 attracted over thousand professional and amateur poker players who flew from all parts of the world to take part in this 10-day poker battle. Each of the players contributed $10,000 to the prize pool. The $100,0000 buy-in Super High Roller was one of the central events at the tournament with 30 world’s top players. The big winner of the tournament’s Main Event was John Dibella, a stock trader from the USA who scooped the massive $1,775,000 in the first place prize money. Although Dibella is not a profesional player he said it was easier for him to make money at the poker table than in his everyday job.
Amongst the famous poker players who took part in the Super High Roller event were Canadians Daniel Negreanu and Jonathan Duhamel, members of Team Pokerstars Pro. These poker celebrities have been winning huge amounts of cash in many poker events. While being so rich and popular they are also kind of weird and gullible fellows. Negreanu, for example, was seen buying canned fish at a grocery store outside Atlantis. The same store where we got our oatmeal and bananas to save money on breakfasts. Another poker pro, the 23-year old Daniel Duhamel was recently robbed and beaten in his Monreal residence. They say the attack was organized by his former girlfriend, a 20-year old Bianca. The muggers took an expensive Rolex watch, 100K in cash and a souvenir bracelet won by Duhamel at one of the Pokerstars previous events. Luckily, the thiefs were caught and all stolen iitems returned except for the bracelet.
While the poker players were sweating at Atlantis’ Grand Ballroom, their wives, girlfriends and supporters had fun at the casino. The famous Atlantis casino filled with tourists, pretty ladies and smoke. The casino and its night club were open till 4am. I don’t know what was going there at night as I wasn’t there, but I could see that every morning they were spraying the slots with the sanitizer, so who knows!
On the last day of our stay at Atlantis, Pokerstars threw a huge party at the central pool. The offered all-you-can eat and all-you can drink, and I finally had a chance to try Bahama Mama. I don’t know what they mix in this drink but it’s much stronger than any cocktail you can get in Cuba. They also had a marmaid swimming in the pool all night, a girl enclosed in a giant balloon and non-stop female dancers dressed like aliens. In spite of the fancy spotlights it was very dark so we couldn’t see what we were eating there, but whatever it was it was good.
Atlantis has beautiful beaches with crystal clear sea, soft white sand, lots of sunbeds and unlimited towels. It was very warm and sunny during the first three days of our stay. Later on, the weather changed to windy and cloudy, but still, it was better than the freezing cold winter awaiting us back home in Canada.
Как-то пару лет тому назад, сидя на работе и скучая во время обеденного перерыва, в один из «сизых», монотонных осенних дней, я сочинила эти строчки.
Могла ли я подумать, что через два года из этих стихов будет создан романс, который исполнит на одном из своих концертов Светлана Сокольская, и что его попросят «на бис», и что сотня благодарных зрителей будет в восторге рукоплескать, думая про меня что я начинающая поэтесса.
А ведь я совсем не поэтесса, и даже не начинающая, но если бы знала, что так все сложится, то наверное серьезнее бы отнеслась к своим попыткам освоить поэтическое ремесло.
Так или иначе, в жизни иногда происходят удивительные вещи. Сейчас расскажу обо всем по порядку. Но для начала я хотела бы поблагадарить целую кучку людей.
Во-первых, Сашу и Юлю – за то что переслали ссылку на мой блог и стихи своим друзьям Саше и Свете. Во-вторых, Сашу и Свету – за то что переслали эту же ссылку Сашиной маме – Татьяне Ивановне. В-третьих, Татьяну Ивановну – за то, что переслала ссылку Светлане и ее дочке Вере. Наконец, Вере – за то, что она, придумала положить эти стихи на удивительную мелодию, которую она незадолго до этого написала, и конечно же, самой Светлане – за ее талантливый, волнующий голос и за то что она вложила в исполнение этого романса столько души.
В общем вы, наверное, догадались как все произошло, но на всякий случай еще раз поясню. Одна девочка написала стихи (это я). Вторая девочка (Вера) написала музыку и нашла на интернете мои стихи (через знакомых). Вера положила эти стихи на свою музыку, чтобы получился романс. А ее мама, Светлана Сокольская, спела романс на концерте.
А теперь самое главное: чтобы прослушать романс (а также увидеть само исполнение на концерте), нажмите сюда! Приятного прослушивания!
В своем комментарии к “Родина глазами иммигранта” Димон said…
“Самое тяжелое …вокруг пьянь …чиновники …взятки …толстые тетки… все плохо … нет свободы слова … ментовский беспредел … нет ни одного лучика надежды …ха-ха-ха! Смысл жизни любого эмигранта: поиск доказательств правильности своего отъезда. Простите, если сможете :)”
Смысл творчества в том, чтобы изображать жизнь, а не доказывать идеи. Доказывать идеи – это работа политиков, пиарщиков, маркетологов и т.д. Хоть это и является моей профессией, при написании данного рассказа у меня и в мыслях не было ничего доказывать. Я просто описала свои впечатления. И между прочим, среди них есть и положительные. Дело в том, что отношение к таким вещам как пьянь, взятки и табачный дым у нас иммигрантов совершенно иное, чем у российских жителей. Пожив в Канаде, мы сильно привыкаем и привязываемся к стандартам жизни в этой стране, и поэтому многие реалии жизни в России вызывают у нас сожаление и даже удивление.
Я не знаю таких иммигрантов, которые бы были озабочены поиском доказательств правильности своего отъезда. Смысл жизни любого иммигранта в том, чтобы устроить свою жизнь в иммиграции, чтобы не надо было возвращаться назад. Как бы трудно не было иммигрантам пробиваться в чужой среде, осваивать чужой язык, культуру и поведение, можно сказать, менять свою личность, возвращаться тем не менее практически никто не хочет. Раз уже человек пошел на такой серьезный шаг, как иммиграция, значит он уже все себе доказал еще раньше, до отъезда.
Многие люди уехали из России именно потому, что не хотели больше видеть пьянь, грубость, взяточничество и беспредел. Они не принимали это с самого начала и поэтому выбрали жить в другой стране.
Ух уж я лентяйка! Мои читатели жалуются, что я давно ничего не писала, а у меня все отмазки – времени нет и вообще садово-огородный сезон начинается. Интересно, что сегодня, когда я наконец дописала этот рассказ, тоже был дождь и гроза, как в тот злосчастный понедельник. Но тогда все было хуже.
На самом деле мои неприятности начались еще задолго до понедельника, то бишь в пятницу, когда моя Ауди начала издавать неприятные поскрипывания.
В субботу отвезли машину в ремонт. Механик поднял ее на высоту человеческого роста и пригласил меня полюбоваться на вид снизу. Надо сказать, что снизу она выглядит совсем непривлекательно. Как-будто кучу металлолома запихали под нее. Он начал объяснять мне, какие штуки у нее вышли из строя, и что замена будет стоить недешево. Оказывается, есть такая деталь, которая по-английски называется очень просто control arm, а по-русски переводится как: «поперечный рычаг подвески с устройством для изменения развала колеса». Так вот этих рычагов у Ауди в два раза больше, чем у обычных машин. В общем попали мы на сумму, что называется. Механик сказал, что ездить на ней опасно, и поэтому пришлось нам обходиться одной машиной на двоих.
В понедельник вечером я должна была сначала забрать Мишу со станции Go, а затем мы вместе должны были поехать в сервис забрать отремонтированную машину…
На работе понедельник протекал тихо и медленно, как вдруг где-то в четыре часа дня ливануло и загромыхало за окном, и день неожиданно сменился на вечер. Мы подошли к окну и увидели, что там все рвет и мечет. В следующий момент произошла короткая отключка электроэнергии, и вырубились компьютеры. Наши техники сразу же побежали в серверную комнату включать дизельный генератор, который мы подключаем во время «блокаутов». Это такой фургончик размером с туалетную комнату, едкого желтого цвета и с кучей кнопок. Поскольку я менеджер, меня тоже обучали как его включать. Кстати, наша контора собирается скоро заменить его на другой, побольше, размером с целый грузовик, так чтобы, если даже вся Америка будет три дня сидеть без электричества, мы все равно могли бы обеспечивать клиентам доступ в Интернет…
В тот момент когда все наконец-то включили свои компы, меня ждала первая неудача. Моя виндоус ни за что не хотела загружаться, несмотря на многократное нажатие кнопки Reset, и безнадежно показывала BSOD (Blue Screen Of Death = Голубой Экран Смерти). Мне совершенно некого было просить о помощи, поскольку все технически осведомленные люди убежали в серверную комнату (data center).
Таким образом, делать мне на работе было нечего (нет компа нет работы!) и я поехала забирать Мишу. Времени у меня было вдоволь… И вот тут-то началось…
На перекрестке 7-ого хайвея и Янга стояла полиция и не давала повернуть на юг (куда мне надо было). Я сначала почему-то подумала, что из-за грозы в очередной раз сломался светофор и включила свой Том-том навигатор, чтобы он вывел меня куда нужно маленькими улочками. Почему-то Том-том не мог найти на карте нужную станцию, хотя только утром он ее находил. По какому-то закону подлости, навигатор дважды привел меня на тот же злосчастный перекресток, где стояла полиция. И несмотря на то, что выехала я заранее, я уже начала опаздывать.
В это время мне начал звонить Миша и спрашивать где я. Связь почему-то все время обрывало. Каким-то непонятным образом я умудрилась снова попасть на 7-ой хайвей, гораздо западнее Янга. К счастью я вспомнила, что на станцию можно так же попасть через Бейвью, что восточнее Янга и ближе к работе (если бы я знала, что все так обернется, то поехала бы туда сразу!)
Ситуация накалялась. Во-первых, Миша успел «обрадовать» меня о том, что у него нет телефона сервиса и он не может позвонить механиуку и предупредить о нашей задержке. Во-вторых, после того как оборвалась связь, я никак не могла до него звониться и подумала, что у него разрядился телефон, в-третьих, хайвей от Баттерст до Бейвью двигался со скоростью пешехода, поделенной на десять, и наконец, от такой резкой смены погоды, пробки и стресса у меня начала болеть голова.
Добравшись наконец до Миши я узнала, что сотовая сеть переполнена, так как куча народа пытается звонить по сотовому, и поэтому никто ни до кого не может дозвониться. Также я узнала, что улица Янг в том районе, куда я безуспешно пыталась попасть три раза, перекрыта, потому что провода упали прямо на проезжую часть.
В тот день мы решили больше не искать приключений и не поехали забирать машину из сервиса.
Дома нас ждал еще один сюрприз – гроза повалила 4-метровый кусок забора между нами и соседями, который как назло упал на нашу сторону.
После того, как я пришла в себя (а меня действительно шатало из-за резкой перемены в давлении, что ли), мы поехали на мою работу чинить мой компьютер. Пока Миша чинил мой комп, меня засадили за телефон отвечать на непрекращающиеся звонки клиентов: «Почему, мол, у нас нет интернета?» Дело в том, что из-за перебоев с энергией, у нашей конторы были проблемы со связью (даже несмотря на генератор!), и ин-дусы, обычно принимающие звонки, оказались отрублены на своем конце (как грубо выразилась!) Интересно, что вопреки моему ожиданию, большинство клиентов были раду тому факту, что проблемы не у них, а у провайдера.
Почему-то все хорошее происходит одновременно. Как только Миша привел в чувство мой компьютер (вот волшебник!), по какому-то удивительному стечению обстоятельств, заработал интернет, и сразу прекратились все звонки. Так что мы оба с чувством выполненного долга поехали домой и были рады, чтот ЭТОТ ДЕНЬ закончился. А на следующий день я получила свою машинку, пыщущую здоровьем (тьфу, тьфу, тьфу!)
P.S.
Шторм, который прогулялся по всему горуду, наделал много делов, больше всего пострадали столбы с проводами, поэтому было много пробок. А что с нашим забором? Соседи так и не проявили инициативу принять участие в починке, и Миша просто «приставил» оторванный кусок на место. Вот уже который день ждем заборных дел мастера. Как раз на этом куске забора крючок для подвесного горшка с цветами. Цветы уже есть, а повесить нельзя…








































