tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16310466463939069882024-02-20T20:27:34.374-08:00Czimi. Vancouver. Blog.Ki gondolta volna, hol lakik a róka, ugye?
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<a href="/search/label/magyar">csak magyarul</a>- <a href="/feeds/posts/default/-/magyar">RSS</a>,
<a href="/search/label/english">english only</a>- <a href="/feeds/posts/default/-/english">RSS</a>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-6814762813830032982010-09-16T19:37:00.000-07:002010-09-21T09:29:53.477-07:00Rather big newsWell, let's see. <br />Last Tuesday I crossed the Canadian border the fifteenth time (I counted it). Only this time, I crossed it without actually leaving the country. The term is flagpolling, and it took place at the truck crossing.<br />The number 15 is obviously irrelevant, the real deal was the certificate of my permanent residence I was holding with my passport. All in all, I became a permanent resident - landed immigrant as many of you know it. Interestingly, but not surprisingly, the border service agent had to use his cheat sheet to properly conduct the ceremony, which mostly consisted of data verification.<br />I was thinking about listing my thanks and "gratefuls" to everybody who helped me to get this far, but it would have an Oscar-style feel to it, what I really don't like to allow myself.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Thank you all.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-23262183036759304262010-02-11T09:06:00.000-08:002010-02-11T09:09:11.386-08:00Vancouver - Helló Világ! - Welcome World!<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xMz2SnSWS4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xMz2SnSWS4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br />Már csak egyet kell aludni!<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-70919323577644117722008-12-31T10:15:00.000-08:002008-12-31T10:27:36.460-08:00Happy New Year - BUÉKI wish a very Happy New Year to all my friends, enemies, readers, non-readers, co-workers, ex-co-workers, co-ex-workers, girlfriends and wannabe's around the globe.<br />Minden kedves olvasómnak, nemolvasómnak, ismerősöknek és ismeretleneknek - a világ minden tájára, aszélrózsa minden irányába - Sikerekben Gazdag és Sikertelenségekben Szegény Boldog Új Évet Kívánok!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaziFLNUEbycmV_pca8_OoexCnoZPI559mtPRp7L1V-nHHHMfeseXT48xaVeAr296j22VOFt5Dh-Xck2GnjZ4QLLLCbt3O2MPr77td_aRJWtTjkW-yMfZSAI_GrZr5QI6tFnQUUi0iOwS7/s1600-h/petiiphone.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaziFLNUEbycmV_pca8_OoexCnoZPI559mtPRp7L1V-nHHHMfeseXT48xaVeAr296j22VOFt5Dh-Xck2GnjZ4QLLLCbt3O2MPr77td_aRJWtTjkW-yMfZSAI_GrZr5QI6tFnQUUi0iOwS7/s200/petiiphone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286022331070264626" /></a><br />A kép az idei első előszilveszteri buliján készült / the pic was taken at my first pre-new-pre-years-pre-party.<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-13699823121565108592007-09-09T23:29:00.000-07:002007-09-09T23:43:47.743-07:00looking back into myself<blockquote>Arrived, hunted appartment, moved in, furnished, played poker, cooked, Stinged, hiked, down-hilled, blog-knight challenged, fireworked, certified, suntanned, had work, had fun, and laughed out loudly.</blockquote><br /><br />Everything happened pretty much as expected, settled down in the first six months. Found the way of living in a metropolis. Found friends, buddies, places, feelings, views and peace.<br /><br />I will simply: Keep walking.<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-40081347078088131282007-08-13T10:21:00.000-07:002007-08-13T10:22:05.110-07:00My Fine Is... $340.5Have you ever:<br /><br />Smoked pot -- $10<br />Did acid -- $5<br />Ever had sex at church -- $25<br />Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you -- $40<br />Had sex with someone on MySpace -- $25<br />Had sex for money -- $100<br />Ever had sex with the a Puerto Rican -- $20<br />Vandalized something -- $20<br />Had sex on your parents' bed -- $10<br />Beat up someone -- $20<br />Been jumped -- $10<br />Crossed dressed -- $10<br />Given money to stripper -- $25<br />Been in love with a stripper -- $20<br />Kissed some one who's name you didn't know -- $0.10<br />Hit on some one of the same sex while at work -- $15<br />Ever drive drunk -- $20<br />Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk -- $50<br />Used toys while having sex -- $30<br />Got drunk, passed and don't remember the night before -- $20<br />Went skinny dipping -- $5<br />Had sex in a pool -- $20<br />Kissed someone of the same sex -- $10<br />Had sex with someone of the same sex -- $20<br />Masturbated -- $10<br />Done oral -- $5<br />Got oral -- $5<br />Done / got oral in a car while it was moving -- $25<br />Stole something -- $10<br />Had sex with someone in jail -- $25<br />Made a nasty home video -- $15<br />Had a threesome -- $50<br />Had sex in the wild -- $20<br />Been in the same room while someone was having sex -- $25<br />Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars -- $20<br />Had sex with someone 10 years older -- $20<br />Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 -- $25<br />Been in love with two people or more at the same time -- $50<br />Said you love someone but didn't mean it -- $25<br />Went streaking -- $5<br />Went streaking in broad daylight -- $15<br />Been arrested -- $5<br />Spent time in jail -- $15<br />Peed in the pool -- $0.50<br />Played spin the bottle -- $5<br />Done something you regret -- $20<br />Had sex with your best friend -- $20<br />Had sex with someone you work with at work -- $25<br />Had anal sex -- $80<br />Lied to your mate -- $5<br />Lied to your mate about the sex being good -- $25<br /><br />Tally it up and Re-Post it as..."My Fine Is..<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-20635604706313916322007-07-20T07:58:00.000-07:002007-07-20T08:22:17.292-07:00ChallengeI was trying to avoid to rephrase myself in english, but now i need to open an other dimension in the blog(knight) challenge started by <a href='theitalianjob.freeblog.hu'>hungarian bloggers</a>.<br />"The challange is a 5 round knock-out based on objective measurable, however completely meaningless and unfair comparisions"<br />To demonstrate how unfair these comparisons are: the last round was checking how many times the word "szex" (yes it means sex) is found in your last 10. The less count win.<br />We ended up with a 1-1 draw with apuska, cause i wrote a comment about the pride parade in Budapest, and using the word homosexual instead of gay. It is now up to the audience/readers to vote me throught this round<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theitalianjob.freeblog.hu/archives/2007/07/20/Blogtorna_III_-_Onmegtartoztatas/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykg2uQknoWP7jcwjd8Lo1u1kDif0Iy2FdSgslZn8678f0p3bEeXnmzlydnlZWKjLFu8QGidjn-GeJxy761FYKXWE5_6OHt_rcj0JuO7qNQPVa5QnRCFgrOkHJEMqnERSuixMQEriMrwqL/s320/wanted_vote.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089298601105990770" /></a><br /><br />you can do it <a href="http://theitalianjob.freeblog.hu/archives/2007/07/20/Blogtorna_III_-_Onmegtartoztatas/">here</a> looking for my hungarian nick Czimi (pronounced as see me)<br /><br />Standing in front of you, with an open heart slightly covered by a nametag :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUux56DCVD3z2kK-bLbD0FluEWdRifgAQhU0oFNvlNN_sOwWYY_Yujmsx5i_BoQdWbhgEBpP78vltF5FPAyiXRSMuWtQTPaD5o2AUBks4H-JTZdCFsHWmVml2_5NRPm4ax-8qVXMKw1gXQ/s1600-h/i7E044001-FFB2-43C1-AF4D-CC6AB4432DFE.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUux56DCVD3z2kK-bLbD0FluEWdRifgAQhU0oFNvlNN_sOwWYY_Yujmsx5i_BoQdWbhgEBpP78vltF5FPAyiXRSMuWtQTPaD5o2AUBks4H-JTZdCFsHWmVml2_5NRPm4ax-8qVXMKw1gXQ/s320/i7E044001-FFB2-43C1-AF4D-CC6AB4432DFE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089299387085005954" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-37833536079156316482007-06-24T18:53:00.000-07:002007-06-24T19:06:36.215-07:00Downhill<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGhLfKHDZBaJzHh8aFZIu55qmVNxPMo-aTRce8FRwagn9I-iOhlUmOLwhEJqrNsiTfexWtFCJcgiDTs6dggCg4ti5pz9QUHoJk4O0e0UE5BrLT6RmNi2FIMHJJK8JBfQZdigzCXa3kx6wu/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGhLfKHDZBaJzHh8aFZIu55qmVNxPMo-aTRce8FRwagn9I-iOhlUmOLwhEJqrNsiTfexWtFCJcgiDTs6dggCg4ti5pz9QUHoJk4O0e0UE5BrLT6RmNi2FIMHJJK8JBfQZdigzCXa3kx6wu/s200/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079800932824375650" /></a><br />John offered a ride to Whistler to do some downhill mountain biking on the world-famous Bike Park. I did only green paths, still learning to turn with high speed, collected some purple spots onto my body, but enjoyed the ride very well.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim0Wf_YtrFvMdy7xdszB2wtq9GCpyrHDu0zThgBN5Gni9LSmgjVgSAQxumKVKsjkcJeBZk3hIcJliHdZKMaO73H0tnIMXp8fHhTjEx04-iK7N1KyDwEGvalIN2DXFmwZ-WGFwHhXglK0Y6/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim0Wf_YtrFvMdy7xdszB2wtq9GCpyrHDu0zThgBN5Gni9LSmgjVgSAQxumKVKsjkcJeBZk3hIcJliHdZKMaO73H0tnIMXp8fHhTjEx04-iK7N1KyDwEGvalIN2DXFmwZ-WGFwHhXglK0Y6/s200/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079807267901137282" /></a> I made 3 rounds, due to long line-ups for the lifts, the downhill is more tiring than it looks, my arms and hands were exhausted, but this was the kind of excercise i was missing since i had made the Sun Run. Kim's bike worked well, though its not designed for heavy duty, but allowed me to enjoy it, and learn the basics.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd888qWyMOXvMlHMW7Nq1Joi6JktqA1tWByh9mGm84Cxqlaxi9h1pws_7XMGv-3iFtj9x06YEpezFW2JychnFzeb4BOMfsl3Z7ozyvjqqGYhBByU0FGPcLpN_LAtZX9e3Do_HGlZ_i-WMj/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd888qWyMOXvMlHMW7Nq1Joi6JktqA1tWByh9mGm84Cxqlaxi9h1pws_7XMGv-3iFtj9x06YEpezFW2JychnFzeb4BOMfsl3Z7ozyvjqqGYhBByU0FGPcLpN_LAtZX9e3Do_HGlZ_i-WMj/s200/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079806859879244146" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-20321863542930955142006-05-09T12:03:00.000-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.229-07:00Seymour Steveston and White RockFor saturday i accepted Kim's invitation to see some places of interest i missed last year. Mount Seymour, Steveston és White Rock in the order of visit. The sky - despite Geoff reported sunshine for the whole day - wasn't cleared by the morning, so we started our trip in a awful weather in her white sports car. It was rainging heavily. This shouldn't have been a problem to look down from Mount Seymour, but the cloud level was below the mouuntain so we didn't seen anything but fog. After this, we decided to give the weather (and Geoff) an other chance and headed south. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0082.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />At the turn of the twentieth century, Steveston was the busiest fishing port in the world, with fifteen salmon canneries, six hotels, numerous saloons and gambling dens, and up to fourteen windjammers simultaneously loading canned salmon for world markets. In the heart of old Steveston Village is the Steveston Museum. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0093.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> The place has nice houses and a dock, the whalewatching boats are starting from here as well. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0079.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> The museum presented the historical devices fairly authentic way, so i got a small wild-western walking around the small rooms :) We celebrated the lighter shower with a short walk, and got into a souvenir shop as well. <br />After leaving Stevenstone, we arrived to White Rock, and we got into a restaurant escaping from the rain. White Rock is a "holiday village" just next to the US border. It cleared a bit after lunch so we got to the pier. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0098.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Getting back to the coast we got into a small house meant to be a museum, but it had only a small room showing a telegraph-station:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0105.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />On the way home we entered the casino (this was the B-plan for the rain) - this was my first time in such a place, so with virgin-hands i didn't spend 25 bucks, rather left them with a 140CAD winning... good DEAL!<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-87296026114845055382006-05-08T21:59:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.230-07:00live musicThis week i coloured my weekday-evenings with live music events. We visited the Roxy Club on tuesday for the "CFOX Canadian Content Concert Series presents Damsel Fly with special guests". For the cover we got free pizza slices and an entry drink as well. THe first band was pretty good (Dasha), but Demsel Fly was playing louder and heavier than my receptors could stand that kind of rock music. After a couple of beers we walked across the street to Caprice with a 80-90' party which was fitting to our needs better. [...] We got home with the last-before Seabus. <br /><br />For Thursday we accepted Morgan and Rob's invitation to the mexican restaurant 2 blocks from our appartment. I could try CHIMICHANGA finally, and drank Corona which is acceptable if you are sitting in a mexican restaurant. I liked the place and it was a lovely evening.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://myspace-814.vo.llnwd.net/00067/41/81/67011814_m.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px;" src="http://myspace-814.vo.llnwd.net/00067/41/81/67011814_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> Friday, we started in Toby's Pub on Commercial, where <a href='http://www.myspace.com/jenniferhershman'>Miss Jennifer Hershmann was singing</a> the music was extended with a Chicken Quesadilla proven to be a good choice. Its worth to click on the link to get an idea how good Jennifer sings. FYI: She is wearing clothes behind the guitar... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-69017081617635394642006-05-08T21:47:00.000-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.231-07:00Sun RunSunday 0700 AM. I wake up. Geting out from the bed! That happened only because the Sun Run is going to happen on this shiny sunday morning. The Sun Run is the sport event which makes the most people to do something really healthy. (I am afraid the Canucks games are getting more citizens excited, but especially not in these days... ) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> This year with record-beating 50746 registered runners, i took part in canadas biggest 10K run. Letting 50K people run in the same time in the same direction was successfully driven my Turkish troops in 1526 (yes, the hungarian "army" was running away) , but so far the world is more civilised (especially this corner) so we crossed the start-line in 2-3K batches, letting the faster runners first. I was waiting in a middle-rated group (white numbers) so 53 minutes after the start-shoot i crossed the start and was registered via my chip fastened to my shoe. By this time, the first fastest guy from Kenya had been waiting for the medal ceremony with a time 28:15 ... After passing the first kilometer, i stopped for taking photos several times, especially when i passed the bands playing along the route. Here are two of these bands <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0057.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0057.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0056.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0056.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />My result was around 66 minutes, which is not that bad taking into account that i biked 70K on saturday and missed a lot of training in the past 6 months...<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-79417889764728101762006-04-29T01:19:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.233-07:00Cypress MountainSo on Sunday - thanks to Duncan - we went to ski on an other resort serving the Olympics in 2010. Cypress is a much better ski resort than Grouse, altough i am not a pro skier a enjoyed it very much. The weather was a "bit" foggy, so on my last run i fell on my face because i entered fresh snow area without noticing that. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0095.0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0095.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-64121569274064251282006-04-28T17:30:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.235-07:00Whistler - continued<strong>Picture of the week</strong><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0065.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0065.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0051.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0051.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />The Sea to Sky Highway is currently extended to fit the needs of the 2010 Winter Olympics taking place in several locations in an around Vancouver. One of this is the Whistler a small village built for ski addicts or normal ski-tourist. The route is very nice with the Sea on the left and mountains on our right, waterfalls and small lakes. The one on picture is Murrin lake had some nice flowers in it, i offer a beer for the name of this flower. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0053.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> After realiyed that there is no path in the forest to find something else around the lake, we got back to the car. After reaching Whistler we decided to find a place to stay first, and then look around. Well we did it 2-in-1, cause it was hard to find a place to stay for the night, so we check out all the small streets and in the heaviest snowing, Martin got a free room for a reasonable price in the Cascade Lodge. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0063.1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0063.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> The whole village is prepared for tourism, with shops, bars, and motels. We walked around and tested the beers and checked the ski resorts, and after having a dinner we jumped into the night. Following Jennifers advice we entered Tommy Africa for the night, and it was worth :) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0071.2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0071.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> I tested a new drink here called Bloody Cesar, which contains Tabasco, Worcestershire sauce, cellar-salt, pepper, tomato sauce and vodka its very spicy so after the third one a switched back to drink whiskey. The party was cut half at 2am, so we went back to our room, and fell asleep. (we made some tricks with the elevator in the lodge, but i don't remember all the details... ;) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0062.0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0062.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> We nearly got a 100 CAD fine not getting back the keys by 10am, we did it at 9:59, and headed North for the Green Lake, which was actually not green, but i think that was because the temperature was low. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0072.0.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0072.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> For record, there is an "airport" on the lake for hydroplanes. Ain't it cool?<br />After checking the green of a practice golf court next to the lake, we got to the car and steered our car back to North Vancouver. We nearly passed the Shannon Waterfall, but luckily i noticed that, so we stopped there, as well. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0091.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> Getting back to the appartment, we realized, that Duncan organized us a skiing day for Cypress, but we missed it because of our Whistler, we managed to complete this on sunday ... to be continued<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-83666607872495633552006-04-17T23:14:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.236-07:00WhistlerAfter a short hesitation period, we rented a car with Martin to go to Whistler. Have a look:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0055.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0055.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />For those, who loves it from behind:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />The route to Whistler is fairly simple you need to follow the "Sea to Sky Highway".<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-80219404201870659982006-04-16T21:42:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.238-07:00Places of interestPlaces of interest - only for the work-week.<br />THE OFFICE - and my windowed cubicle rented from Cristian till he comes back from Seattle.<br /><ul><br /><li>Smiley ahead! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2878%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2878%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><li>Turning right <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2877%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2877%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><li>From outside <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2880%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2880%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /></ul><br />THE PUBS - <br /><ul><br /><li><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bestbeerbc.com/images/brew_logo.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px;" src="http://www.bestbeerbc.com/images/brew_logo.gif" width="120" border="0" alt="" /></a> The Sailor Hagar's Brew Pub based on independent reports, provides the best service in British Columbia. It can actually fulfil 50% of my beer needs, waitresses are kind, nice. Best picks: Narvhal, Belgian Wit, 1516 (they have a big screen for hockey, and showing PPV matches as well)<br /><li>Roxy Burger - Good warm-up or chill-out place with wide selections of beer (They have Guiness) located on Granville street.<br /><li>Steamworks - Good burger, fine beer good sight to North Vancouver. Next to the waterfront station gives the place an opportunity for a last beer before the last SeaBus on the way home.<br /></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-46292778009661430472006-04-16T21:24:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.239-07:00ApartmentAltough the hungarian version is not this detailed about the first week, i will go into some detail here, since the lack of the "Peter in Vancouver 2005" blog.<br />Let me start with the appartment, which comes with a double bedroom and double bathroom<br /><ul><li>The living room <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></li><br /><li>The kitchen <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_00121.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_00121.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></li><br /><li>The living room from the kitchen <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_00131.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_00131.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></li><br /><li>Queen-bed-room <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_00141.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_00141.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a></li><br /><li>Second bedroom <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_00151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_00151.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></li></ul><br />The appartment has a view to the west, but theres a good sight to downtown leaning out the terrace, look<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Chesterfield is heading to north<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Mountains of North vancouver<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_0019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Hagars building :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/IMG_00161.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/IMG_00161.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-74608089981216837062006-04-09T15:48:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.241-07:001st NightCharles was so kind so that he picked me up at the airport and drove me to the apt, where i placed my packs and moved right to Sailor Hagar, just to meet the expectations. I had the daily special, looks like they haven't changed the cook, its still good to eat there. The waitress remembered me, which i didn't really expect :) Despite the long flight with nearly no sleep, i was up till 4am drinking beer with Martin...<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-48347424115307210222006-04-09T15:34:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.242-07:00the FlightAfter saying goodbye to my son, i got to the gate in Budapest <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2867%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2867%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> It was pretty nice weather during the fligh over Europe I took some pictures of the Danube which is out of its channel. (pictures of this will come later, i am having problems geting information from the CF card)<br />Some pics from Heathrow...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2868%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2868%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2869%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2869%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/1600/K%3F%3Fp%2870%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7433/817/320/K%3F%3Fp%2870%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I got a pretty good journey, except that the London-Vancouver flight was delayed 90 minutes. I had a great seat on the jumbo, a nice girl sitting next to me, and no seats before me, so i could strech my legs. I watched some good movies, and the food was ok.<br />I could charge my batteries in London, so was able to prepare some work stuff for mondays. ( Cause of the delay, i missed the Canucks hockey match )<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631046646393906988.post-1923610532609222622006-04-05T01:23:00.001-07:002007-05-27T10:14:06.243-07:00PreparationsAfter a long gap, some re-organization we managed to finalize my itinerary. I am flying to Vancouver with British Airways 8th April, to work for my favourite employer: GMI. The mission is planned to last 2 months, so I am going to watch the FIFA World Cup from Europe - at least i hope so.<br />I am planning to balance the schedule of my tourist actions during these two months, with a hike on the Grouse Grind, biking in forests, boast trip to Victoria, where the parliament of British Columbia can be found.<br />You can expect to have some posts tagged "lunch-for-10CAD", "dinner-beer-combo-for-20CAD". You shouldn't wait for "girl-for-100CAD-in-bedroom" and "stepping-into-dog-droppings-again".<br />In case of need - and proper honorary - i will discover the full area of LHR in not more than 3 hours, without playing "leave-my-backpack-on-the-floor" because of its unhealthy nature (I already know the feeling when a security is fumbling in my underwear, having the backpack-"joke" i am afraid i would get more internal detection :))<div class="blogger-post-footer">non-profit content generated by a human being.</div>Nopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672322780656567087noreply@blogger.com0