Travelling

I am, at the time of writing this, in Ukraine. I'm visiting my brother and his wife. Figured this would be a good place to jot down some things about the trip. dA wouldn't be as appropriate and it's not like this has gotten much traffic from myself in a while. This is of course mostly to remember things.

Okay. Starting from yesterday the main thing tht comes to mind is that I was not at pretty much any point particularly excited. Or well, nervous would be a better word, I guess. I was sort of excited in a good way, but there were no butterflies (which I kept hoping would appear at some point). No nervousness much at all. Everything went so very smoothly. Mom was nervous while we were waiting for my dad to come pick me, but I was just kind of bored. Because it took him a while!

Checking in was easy, waiting for boarding was easy... The good excitement came went the plane really started to take off. I was a touch worried that something would go wrong and how much of a shame it would be, having only gotten started on the adventure of travelling by plane for the first time in my life. (oh yeah, that was a big thing.) But all went smoothly. They let me sit a window seat on the first flight. :)

My ears didn't pop much, but they kept trying to close or something. I in turn kept swallowing and yawning, which helped. Both of the flights themselves were uneventful and a bit dull, but that's okay.

Then arrived late at night, finally, to their apartment and got promptly shown around both theirs and her grandfather's adjoining one. Her grandfather being on vacation elsewhere, I was allowed to stay at his place. Plenty of privacy like so, which is good, even if there is a cat whoäs used to getting his way. :p

This morning, woke up early with only a little bit of a stuffy nose (mildly allergic to cats, but this old dude hasn't given me much trouble). I did put him outside the bedroom for the night - a fact the cat was not happy about, but I felt it was the safer choice for me. No waking up with throat closing in the middle of the night!

Also, there's some rain. It was a tiny trickle at first, and then bam! Suddenly, huge rain drops everywhere. Looked totally fun from the inside though. Don't know if this means we'll be staying inside for the day... I guess it would be more comfortable than to go out and get soaked. I mean, for them. I still like rain. ^_^

Must get around to taking a bunch of pictures. :)

On Moving

I've been packing my stuff, because we're moving. And by we I mean me and my family (includes mother and sister, and technically a hamster and some fish, but I don't really count those), not just myself which would be even better. But all in good time.

We've managed to throw a bunch of stuff out, one of the biggest being the bottom of my bed. Well, it's called a yankeebed in Finnish, no idea what it's supposed to be in English. It's like a mattress with short legs, then a second one over it, no wooden sides or anything. Really difficult to clean under, kind of uncomfy and weird if one's used to having a bed with an actual frame? Yeah, so we're totally getting rid of it. It wouldn't fit into my new room in any case and I've long wanted a real bed with a proper frame to place it. Since I still need a place to sleep, the top mattress now rests straight on the floor. It's still thick enough to be comfortable though. Unfortunately considering my new room I'll still have to get a bed I won't be wanting to keep whenever I do move to a place of my own. See, it'll have to be bunk bed, except with a space underneath for my desk, which is larger than an ordinary workdesk, since it's technically a craftsdesk. Gotta have room for those fabrics and all that. (it still had one of those sliding little ledges for a keyboard, though... but we did throw that out, because I had no use for one. Too tricky for me.)

Ah, but I was supposed to tell you about my current sleeping arrangement. Bed; on the floor. Packed boxes of my stuff; around it. Okay, my room is ordinary rectangular shape. Window at one end. The bed's head was touching the wall, but otherwise it was slightly towards the center of the room so that there was space between the bed and the window to walk about. Not much.. but enough to sort of comfortably vacuum there. The bed's still sort of in the same place, but now most boxes are in the space between the bed and window. And then, with a very small space to walk sideways, the other boxes in a line on the other side of the bed. Getting the picture yet?

I couldn't imagine how utterly comfortable I'd feel lying there! It was the strangest thing. You'd think, suddenly the bed you've had for a few years and gotten used to disappears, and all the space you've had around you is gone, instead there's a wall on both sides stealing away the familiar sight of the birchtree outside, and the rest of the lovely room (pleasantly mostly green, just to my taste). But there I was and couldn't remember the last time I'd felt pleased lying in my own bed. And I thought: "Why is it that I feel so good when my whole life is in a kind of transition?" And I really don't have an answer. I just do. Maybe a part of me yearns for a change to happen to me, since my life's been rather uneventful so far. (and really, still is, moving is nothing new for me) A part of me wants get up and run out there and see what's going and take part, and GET ON WITH LIVING ALREADY.

Yeah, it could be that. :) Considering the tiny part of me that is not looking forward to settling down elsewhere. I'm a wandering soul at heart, perhaps. But since the only ways to places unknown are my dreams, I don't exactly have much of a choice.

Oh well. It's life. I'll get used to it. :\

But yeah, that space on the floor is super nice. I still have two more nights that I can spend there, reading a book or just closing my eyes and dreaming of nice things.

A quickie about NaNo. I wrote little over 1000 words, which got me above today's quota, just. I don't really know what's going to happen next, anyway. I wrote a little dialogue between two nothern clan leaders, but that didn't really go anywhere, and then I went with finding out about Adoun. Okay, so he gets dumped at a church, and gets totally taken in by god's grace, because this priest guy wasn't even going to check the place, but did go because he had a 'feeling'. And then there was a baby! And now he's a kid, and apparently his 'uncle' shows up to claim him or something, but everyone has a bit of an odd feeling about him. And I really doubt he's Adoun's uncle. The guy does claim to know why Adoun was named like he was, and get this: turns out, that there was a note with him, asking only that he be named Adoun Jiverge (say it with a French accent!) and nothing else. Well! I think he might be making it up, though, but the priest just left to go and get him while little Adoun waits with mixed feelings. And I'll be continuing from that tomorrow...


In other news, my brother, I guess, is angry at me because I don't spend time with my father. Because I was away in another town for the night. Because my class had organised a small dinner, afterwards three of us went to a friend and watched a movie. My my! Then we talked and giggled and laughed, and slept. And then we watched two movies more. Heavens!

Well, yesterday was a lot of fun, and most of today too. Well, you know, except until my brother tells me off. He has a point, but is very bad at getting them out. Ends up being a jerk, which of course doesn't work.

Well, jerk's behaviour isn't the best way to get me to make compromises.. :\