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I had known about the film for quite some time, but wasn't really planning on seeing it any time soon. Then one night it just dawned on me to rent it and see it and... well I feel glad that I did!! I don't know, whether you have heard other people talk about this film before; if you have, I'm guessing that most of them had something in common! They were enthused, surprised, almost breathless and promised two and half hours of an irresistible uproar, an inner turbulence that movies rarely cause. What really strikes me as unprecedented is that I don't know how I should exactly describe the feelings that were generated in me while and after watching the film: it's not that it was a hilarious comedy, a heart-breaking drama, a nerve-racking thriller or that it got across a very powerful political or social message. It was just strong, very strong, formidable, turbulent, tumultuous, unexpected, shocking even. It wasn't lyrical, it wasn't poetic, it was ra...

You can find a thousand and one articles about the facts and figures of zumba but you won't know anything about it until you try it yourselves. I am now going to speak to you as a sensible, average western-world citizen about my own experience, so feel free and identify yourselves with me without thinking I might be telling you extraordinary fiction-stories like "anyone can look like Giselle" or "skydiving is a peace of cake". To put it more simply, I love eating and I've always been dead-bored of the mere idea of a gym. No, I haven't ever been fat (sorry guys), because I am quite an egoist and can't stand not being at least dignified in all fields; I had  only just reached chubby in the sense of regional chubbiness and had, however, a huge potential of doubling myself every couple of years, if I continued to scoff carbs and lipids with this tempo. And then zumba came into my life and I was surprised to find out that it really is possible ...

It's an island in the Aegean sea, are you familiar with it? Funnily enough, this question is not only meant for foreigners but for Greeks as well. It turns out nobody knows enough about Lemnos, except for those who come from this island or have had to spend some time there at some point in their lives (that would mostly be people who work in the army, doctors and teachers). For the newcomer, Lemnos sounds like a bore; a bare, yellow island with a lot of steep rocks and dark-skinned people who talk little and smile enigmatically. There's a rumor that the islanders more or less insidiously sabotage their own land against tourists and new inhabitants. I could find one very good reason for that: Lemnos is too good to be shared with others. If I were to describe its form, I would say that it strongly reminds me of Dartmoor. A formidable sight of raw, rough, rugged beauty and a series of hidden natural-treasures that surprise the unwitting visitor. A harbour that is the bigg...

falling asleep on my lap....what a wonderful feeling.....

Here I am, evidently not white! Hey, guys!!! Sorry for the long absence!!! I just found out something incredible and I had to share it with you!!! I just learned, that we, Greeks, are considered to be non-whites!!!! I mean, I haven't enjoyed such amusing conversation-threads in the various social media in years!!! I was literally amused to tears!! Ain't it extraordinary to spend your whole life believing one thing, as in being 100% certain about it, only to find out one day, that the rest of the world sees things completely differently?? They say, and swear upon it, and bring arguments forward that we are not white!! And to think that I've always been so white, that I've been called "Snowwhite" since infancy. Well, what are you gonna do? I personally find it immensely exciting to be perceived as brown, or black or something like that. I've always despised it inside me, belonging to the class of the mighty, white, ferocious, cruel whites! Wha...