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SuperExpresso was kind enough to send in these fine works of art promoting the Good Life festival in Barcelona. His work does not only reveal very pleasing geometry, but the depth and textures really bring out a modern, yet organic feel. The tyographic work done for the "Good Life" title stands strong even on its own.
SuperExpresso aka Michele Angelo
Tags: barcelona, festival, music, spain, typography
Stephanie Davidson
Toronto-based Stephanie Davidson does not only crank out really cool posters and flyers, but is also a pro at designing animated gifs.
Aesthetic Apparatus - The Dead Weather tour
Aesthetic Apparatus is able to design some attention-grabbing posters for The Dead Weather's recent tour. It'd be really interesting to see their process in assembling these strange figures and faces with very unconventional objects...the inside of two palms as the shape of a head? Revolver triggers as eyebrows? I want what they're taking.
Tags: black / white, clever, dark, gig, Minneapolis, minnesota, music, USA
This talented designer has been putting out some sick flyer and poster designs in Budapest. Check out more of Roki's work on his Flickr.
Sasquatch Festival 2008
Posters from last years Sasquatch! Festival In George, Washington.
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Experimental Jetset for Second Amsterdam Film Night. It's quite a skill to play with geometry in a way to evoke such depth in a very minimal, simple way.
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Mr. Anderson
Location: Chi-Town
mans got style.
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Hatch Show Print, an infamous shop that has been cranking out carved wooden type on paper since the 1950's in Nashville. You can check out just how old-school their printmaking process is on their clip on the American Artifact website. If you can, check out the trailer and see if they're screening in your area, because its a pretty cool documentary on the traditional and non-digital craft of making flyers and posters.
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Tags: colorful, gig, music, philadelphia, silk screen, trippy, USA, usable
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Some buenos flyers and compositioning from Nino down south in Buenos Aires
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Jon Van Hamersveld. This is another must-know designer who really set the scene for this unique acid-trip color-blast style.
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Paul Grabowski
Paul Grabowski designed this very intricate poster, a winner of last years Adobe Achievement Design Awards. Click on the zoomed portions of the poster below to see just how fascinated this designer is with typography.
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Author, podcaster, bon vivant, and all-around delight Julie Klausner is to redhead rights and redhead pride what Huey Newton was to the Black Power movement: a strong, proud black man standing tall and proud against institutionalized oppression and the white man's lies. No, wait, that might have actually been an incredibly inaccurate, even offensive comparison, but there is no denying that Klausner is chockablock with redhead pride.
This led her and her loyal, game sidekicks Chris "Spoony" Spooner and musician Ted Leo to deliver an irreverent, entertaining video report on their trip to "Rock It Like A Redhead," the first-ever beauty-and-fashion event for redheads only (though this isn't apparent in the video, non-redheads who attempted to enter the event were massacred on sight). Hijinks, shenanigans, and tomfoolery ensue (yes, all three) as Leo devolves into an old-timey Irish brogue and Spoony embraces his feminine/redhead side in amusingly disturbing/possibly criminal ways. Enjoy.


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Is anyone still here that I remember? I came and searched the old Mithril Knights RP that I used to write in so my daughter (who wasn't born at the time but is eleven now) could read it because she's into fan fiction and I knew she would enjoy a collaborative Tolkien RP.
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The Action Context uses a mechanism called addons to provide functionality that lives both on the server and client. Each addon provides additional functions through a namespacing object that is appended to the ActionContext object. The ActionContext object is available in each controller function, but controllers need to require addons before accessing addon methods. See the ActionContext Class for the addon classes.
The Action Context addons allow you to do the following:
Using the ActionContext object ac, you would call a {method} from an {addon} with the following syntax:
For example, to get all of the query string parameters, you would use the Params addon with the url method as seen here:
Prior to version 0.5.0, Mojito attached addons to the ActionContext object for every HTTP request and mojit instance. As a result, you were able to use any of the Action Context addons by default.
In Mojito versions 0.5.0 and later, you need to explicitly require an addon before you can use it. You require an addon by including an associated string in the requires array of your controller. For example, in the controller below, the Params addon is required by adding the string 'mojito-params-addon' to the requires array.
YUI.add('Foo', function(Y, NAME) {
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}, '0.0.1', {requires: ['mojito', 'mojito-params-addon']});
The list below shows what strings are used to require addons.
To run older applications with Mojito v0.5.0 and later, you will need to modify your controllers so that the ActionContext addons that are being used are required. The most common addons are Config, Params, Url, and Assets.
The following code examples use the addons in parentheses:
Because customized addons are not part of the standard API, but an extension of the API, the instructions for creating addons can be found in Creating New Addons.


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Christina Aguilera is lending her voice to a Michael Jackson tribute concert planned for October in Wales.
Organizers of "Michael Forever — The Tribute Concert" announced Thursday that Aguilera would be joined by members of the Jackson family, Cee Lo Green, Leona Lewis and the band Alien Ant Farm, which is known for its cover of Jackson's song "Smooth Criminal."
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The announcement came after more than two weeks of silence about performers for the Oct. 8 show at Millennium Stadium in Cardiff, Wales.
While the event is endorsed by the singer's mother and some of his siblings,brothers Randy and Jermaine Jackson have protested its timing. The concert is scheduled during the trial of a doctor charged in Jackson's death.
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Digital Dialogue
Digital Dialogue is an annual cross-sectoral conference hosted by Ontario Creates. Digital Dialogue is an opportunity for cultural media executives to learn, network and collaborate on various topics.
At Digital Dialogue 2016, panelists and speakers explored ways to succeed in the digital world. As platforms and content continue to change and compete with one another, discussions focused on ways to reach audiences, engage and persuade them to stay, within an increasingly complex and competitive marketplace. The traditional players who are surviving in the digital world are doing so through diversifying lines of business, leveraging collaborations and partnerships, exploring new technologies, respecting and remaining focused on their audiences.


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Wednesday 30th July
Thursday, will be the one week mark for me at Thermia Palace and I'll have 12 days left before my experience here comes to an end. I do feel that I have grown stronger this past week and that the pinched nerve in my back is becoming less and less of a problem with each Elector session, heat treatment and massages. My Achilles tendon is not as easily agitated by my movements and walking around. (Knock On Wood!)
Today is the last day for the remaining 4 Egyptian ladies, I have had the pleasure of meeting. There company is always enlightening as well as full of amusing conversation. When they leave, I will be the remaining Egyptian here. It will be my duty to represent not only Egypt well but the other counties that I am patriotic to, too.
Going from session to session reminds me of high school. Schedule in hand along with the necessary items I'll need for the treatments and I have to make my way from one place to the other and be on time, break for lunch and then go to the next session. Attendance isn't taken but the instructors or those providing the treatments, sign your schedule to indicate you attended. I'm just grateful I don't have reading or written assignments that I have to turn in at the end of the 20 days.
I checked my list of treatments for the day and found I had two new treatments, that I've never had before. Dry Carbon Bath and Mud Pool. How does one have a dry carbon bath, I thought to myself? The other sessions were familiar and I knew what to expect, or so I thought!
I found my way to the floor and corridor where this new kind of bath is given. It was in a place I had never been to before and I wasn't quite sure what I should do. One of the employees came out of one of the rows of identical doors, looked at my schedule and said to wait one moment, while she called her colleague to come. Moments later a short red-haired, stout woman came bounding down the hall way towards me, with quite a bit of make up and lead me to the last door in the corridor where a big CO2 sign was. I went in and there was no bath tub!?!?! I was confused? How do you have a bath without a tub? Instead of a tub there was a medical table/bed and a sheet on it. The woman went to a small cupboard and pulled out a long white plastic bag and placed it on the bed. She then turns to me and says; "Madame, Please take off clothes and get in bag", then leave the room to let me prepare. (PREPARE FOR WHAT?!? IS WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!!)
I can't begin to tell you all of the thoughts and phrases that were whizzing around in my head! Some of them are just too vulgar, that I won't dare write it out, because my mother reads my blog! One thought was 'I wish I'd written my will and final testament, if Id' known I was going to voluntarily get in a body bag!"
I do as I'm told (I'm so obedient), I get undressed, climb into the bag and wait for further instructions. The woman returns shortly after, I've got myself in the bag. She comes over and helps me get further in the bag and tells me, my arms have to be inside too, (OH! #$%^ me!, I think to myself). A towel is wrapped around my neck and the bag is pulled up towards my neck and then an elasticated clip is put in place, so, I look as thought I have a Victorian collar. I am then made to lie down and a pipe is then stuck into the bag through the neck piece and the gas is turned on. The bag slowly fills up with carbon gas and when I look like a human sized helium balloon or a super giant-sized bag of Kernels Pop corn. I am left to lie in 'dry carbon gas' for 20 minutes. (Well, now I know what it is, I thought to myself. How does this benefit me in any way?) I lay there, thinking and listening to the light relaxing music and at some point in time I drifted off to sleep. I woke up with a jolt when I felt myself teetering off the edge of the bed, (PHEW!!! that was close!). The woman came in and sat me up, not long after I saved myself from a carbon tumble and released the gas from the back of the bag. I was then told the session was over and that I could dress and leave. (I later found that it benefits the skin, and gives it more elasticity)
I make my way across the next building for my healthy back session. I was sincerely hoping that it was going to be like Pilates or yoga, but it was more like a Jane Fonda workout and again it was with the Trunchbull! Seeing this woman at the head of the class each time puts fear in me but also reassurance. I fear I may never walk again and reassurance that my ass will get whipped into shape in her class! Some of the routines I used to do when I was much younger with the greatest of ease, especially having been double jointed in the hips. After letting myself go, I find some of them strenuous, but I don't let it deter me. I keep pushing myself… I will not give up and I will not be defeated I repeat to myself! By the end of the class, I have worked up a sweat and without a moment of rest, I make my way back to the main spa to experience the mud pool.
Before going into the Mud pool, I have to spend 10 minutes in the mirror pool, once the time's up. I make my way downstairs to where the pool is. I thought the mirror pool was warm… HA! the mud beats it when it comes to heat. The pool itself is of an interesting design and shape. The water is dark and not very inviting. I made my way into the pool slowly so as not to slip and because my very active imagination made me believe that there was a possibility a swamp monster my inhabit it. The temperature of the water was ok, but once my feet touched the bud, it was I would imagine walking on hot coals would feel like. It was very warm that I couldn't stand in one place for a long period of time. I had to keep lifting my feet up and moving around. I also had to keep my upper body out of the water to keep cool. "10 minutes in this?" I thought to myself. "I might melt in this before the time is up!" While I was in the pool one of the attendees came to me and asked if I'd mind bringing my next exercise session forward, because I was the only one taking it. I didn't mind at all, it meant I wouldn't have a two-hour gap between this and my slim class.
After a very long and slow passing 10 minutes, i showered myself off and went to one of the resting cubicles. I was wrapped up like caterpillar in a cocoon and I was sweating like crazy. Eventually the warmth got to be and I dozed off for a while. I woke up about 30 minutes later. I threw off the sheets and covers, put on my robe and went to the changing room to get dressed in to my exercise attire.
At the exercise class I expected it to be similar to the last two sessions, either on a ball or in a standing position. No, this time, I was going to do pretty much the same workout I did earlier in the healthy back session on an elevated massage table. Not only did I get my butt kicked but I was terrified that with one false move I would end up on the floor! In all honesty, the thought of moving afterwards made my muscles ache. I was done for the day!
For the rest of the day, I went into town and did a bit of shopping, blogged and then went down for dinner. At dinner time, I was messaging a friend of mine back in Cairo, keeping him informed of how may day and sessions are going, while in the garden enjoying the rare nice weather. On my way back, I saw the Egyptian ladies dining in the restaurant and went over to talk with them and to wish them safe travels before I turned in for the night. That didn't happen, they insisted I sit and stay with them and join them in the bar afterwards. They are so charming that I couldn't refuse. I joined them in the hotel lounge, I listened to them tell stories of their youth as the pianist played old hits in the background, which then led into a mini sing along when it was a song that they remembered the lyrics to.
They may be a few decades older than me, I thought, but their spirit is still young and their minds are sharp. I hope I'll still have that spark and sense of joie de vivre at their age.
Thursday, July 31st
I wasn't fortunate enough to see all the ladies again before they left. I did bump in to Mona after my second session one of the morning. We said our final farewells and hoped to meet up in Cairo once we were all back and settled in to our daily lives.
My routine today wasn't too packed and wasn't too strenuous. I attended all my sessions and once I was done, I dashed back to my room to change, have a quick lunch before I went on a short excursion to the capital city, Bratislava with a tour guide. I was the first to be picked up, so the guide was kind enough to give me a summary of the history of Piestany and a brief rundown of the the sights we would stop and see. I was the only English speaker on the bus, so I had to rely on my language decoding skills to pick up tid bits of information in German, because there was no way I could do it in Russian. As we drove, I dozed off a few times. I have trained myself to do that on long car journeys, to prevent myself from getting car sick, especially when the A/C isn't strong and I couldn't open a window. After what seemed to be ages, we reached the Bratislava, it wasn't as bustling as I had expected it to be for a work day. It was quite calm and quiet, which was a pleasant surprise. We drove by the Presidential Residence, it looked like a miniature one story version of the White House in DC. From there we drove to the top of a hill to where a reconstructed castle stood. If the original hadn't been destroyed in a fire a century or so ago, I think I would have been really impressed with the architecture and air about it, but because it looked 'new', I wasn't that interested. I was mainly focused on the gateway, which had four armored white soldier busts at the top of them and the panoramic view of the city.
Our next stop was the old city of Bratislava. The bus dropped us off and we made the rest of the way on foot because it was a pedestrian zone. We walked down cobbled alley ways and I was in heaven, snapping away capturing unique architecture, statues, a clock tower and few other scenes with my camera as we walked a long. The area reminded me of two places O'Connell street in Dublin and downtown Beirut. It felt familiar and I enjoyed listening to the different languages being spoken. It was more cosmopolitan than Piestany. After we had been shown the highlights, we were given some free time to wonder and were told to meet at a certain place at 5:50, to head back to our hotels. Well, without hesitation I was off, there was an Irish pub I had spotted along our walk and I wasn't going to leave without getting a Guinness fix. The last time I had one was in March and as everyone knows it's rich in iron and has fewer calories than beer! I went straight up to the bar and ordered a half pint, so I wouldn't be too full for the ride back and to make sure I had time to get some souvenir shopping done too.
Once I had happily consumed my favorite black drink, I went and found a souvenir shop close to the meeting point. Inside I picked up three magnets, a post card and some Slovakian mead. I've recently started a collection of magnets of places I have visited to put on my fridge. They are easy to carry and don't take much room in the case or in the house, I also by two other magnets to put on my sisters fridge and my parents, because they can never have too many magnets! While I was at the cashier, I was stood next to a young lady whom was speaking to the cashier and my ear picked up on not only her accent, but the slang phrases she used. So, I turned to her and asked if she was Irish. She said she was and I then told her that I was half Irish. The young lady then asked where about my family was from and when I told her they were from County Tyrone in the North, she had an astonished look on her face, 'That's where I'm from', she replied. Jokingly, I looked at her inquisitively and asked her if she was from the McSorley family. She giggled and said no, but her sister was married to one!! WHAT WERE THE CHANCES!?!? Of all the souvenir shops in the old city, I happened to be in that one standing next to an Irish lass from my grandfather's county!! The world and the powers that be never cease to amaze me!
When I got back to the hotel the first thing I did was message my mother and she was just and amused by the encounter as I was.
Friday 1st August (2 weeks left)
I have officially completed by first wee. I am feeling the benefits of the treatments and I have to say the thing that I am enjoying the most are the simple freedoms people take for granted, like being able to wear what they want without being taunted by harassers, going on long walks or riding a bicycle while breathing in clean air and being surrounded by nature. There are days when I just want to crawl back into bed and sleep, but I force myself out, because, I know if I don't, I will come to regret it once I'm back in Cairo and taking a stroll is enough to raise your blood pressure.
First thing this morning, Elena, who is the lovely women who has been giving me electro treatment everyday since my arrival said that she would be going on vacation and that today is her last day and that she wished me well and all the best and gave me a hug. I was very touched by her genuine well wishes and couldn't help but like her more than I already did. I couldn't help but wondered who her replacement would be and if she/they would be as efficient.
Today was one of those days where, I had to keep dressing and undressing. I can't tell you how many times I had to go from being fully clothed, to half-dressed, to stark naked. I felt like I was becoming talented enough to have my very own, Las Vegas, Quick Change show! It will be very strange once I leave to be wearing the same thing all day long, without having to change into gym clothes, swim suite, rob or something suitable for dinner.
During the Healthy Back exercise class with the Trunchbull, there was some Saudi entertainment for the class participants,
(I say this with tongue in cheek and a lot of sarcasm)
An older Saudi Woman came into the class with her Sri Lankan maid. It is hard to estimate how old the Saudi woman was, because some women look far older than they are and her weight added years to her face too. She enters the class and is somewhat confused and caught off guard. The instructor tells her to come in and grab a mat but she doesn't understand. I translated for her so that the class won't be held up any longer. "But I'm not in sports clothes" she frets and says almost objection-ally. "It's up to you" I inform her on behalf of the instructor. The Saudi woman then orders her lady in waiting to place an exercise mat on the floor for her, and tells her to remember next time she'll need a blouse and pants for this. She then hands her, her black head scarf and Abaya (the long black cloak they wear) to the Sri Lankan woman, who then leaves to wait outside till the end of the session. The lady gets down on to the exercise mat make making a lot of grunting sound effects and 'OW'ing and 'AAH'ing noises, while the rest of the class watched her in complete bewildered puzzlement. I can't begin to imagine the what thoughts were going through their heads. As the class goes on the grunting and complaints of pain grow less and less. At one point there's no sound at all and I look up to see if the woman is still alive. Over the participants bodies and across the room, I see a pair of legs up in the air as she is lying on her back, following the instructor. Her galabeya (dress) is hitched to her knees, revealing what appears to be leg warms (that may be used to conceal her ankles from men) or medical socks with the bottoms cut off and her face is beetroot red. I have to prevent myself from laughing out.loud at the vision I saw.
When the class came to an end, she remained sat on the mat and watched everyone step around her so that the can put the mat away and make their way to their next appointment. She beckons for her maid to come, who is through the doors within seconds with a wheelchair and Abaya. I leave shaking my head in sadness and disbelief.
I make my way to my next session, which is the mud pack. I arrive a few minutes before my slot. When my time comes, I'm lead into my chamber for the session to undress and walk into the adjoining room, where I lay and get wrapped up in mud for twenty minutes. There are usually two people who are responsible for this, but only one of the ladies is on duty today. Once i'm settled and wrapped up tightly like a shawerma she moves on to the next client, whom happened to be another Saudi woman. From the conversation, it sounded as though she had never experienced this before because when she heard what she had to do, she put up a little protest 'Laa, Laa, Laa, Aida, yimkin hathi ghalat', which translates to 'no, no, no Aida, maybe this is wrong/mistake'. The maid asked the attendee if it's possible the doctor made and error. The Slovakian women in her broken English answered 'Doctor, no make mistake, lie down, on back please." The Saudi woman grumbles and mutters words that are inaudible for me to hear as she does as she's told. The moment her flesh touches the heated mud the sounds of disgust fill the air and I chuckle quietly to myself. You are usually given a choice of 15-20 minutes, but the old woman wasn't given a choice, the timer was set for 20 minutes, the lights were switched off to allow her to relax and the sound of the door shut behind her.
After these two incidents, I couldn't help but wonder, if the girls from Asia whom are employed by families from the Arabian Gulf, ever get satisfaction from watching their employers in these situations. The thought then reminded me of two films that had been made 'The Nanny' with Scarlet Johansen and 'The Help' with Emma Stone. I wonder if these girls felt the same way as those characters did in the movie.
I finished my treatments at around one o'clock and went back to my room to change, answer messages, chat with my parents and tell them of the entertaining events that happened today. Which they found to be quite humorous that my mother laughed till she was red in the face. Once I had lunch, I went and rented a bicycle to ride around to burn off lunch. Well, that was my plan, but the weather had different plans altogether. I hadn't been riding 10 minutes when Zeus threw his lightning bolt across the sky and a thunderstorm filled the sky. I rode as fast as I could peddle to my hotel, jumped off the bike and tried to lock it to a pole, but the damn lock wasn't cooperating. The rain was beating down faster and harder and I was getting wetter by the second! I finally got it to lock and ran inside where I waited it out for the next 3 hours! Just when it sounded as though the storm was subsiding, I would think, maybe now I could go out and ride, it would start-up again. I went down for dinner, defeated. It looked as though I wouldn't be riding the bike and would have to return the bicycle tomorrow, so I asked the receptionist to kindly inform the hotel I had rented it from that I would pay the extra amount. When I had finished dinner the sky was clear, the rain had stopped and I didn't waste the opportunity, I got paper towels tried off the seat, unlocked the bike and rode! The sky was a palette of sunsets, the air was so clean and fresh my lungs couldn't inhale enough of it. The hours I had to wait to ride, were worth it! If only it were like this in Cairo, I thought wishfully to myself!
I have come to one conclusion, Slovakian weather doesn't like me riding a bicycle!
Part VI is coming up!
Later that day, I was catching up with my Mum, who is visiting my sister in the UK
Sunday 27th July
Sundays are days off at the retreat! I was very grateful to have a sleep in for a change. Since the end of the Academic year, I've been on the go, and a slower pace, even just for a day was nice.
What would I do with myself for a whole day in a place where I can't speak the language? sleep? naaa! The sun is shining and the air is clean! I should fill my lungs up with as much of it as possible while I have the chance. But before I decide, first order of business is; breakfast!! I dressed hastily, made sure I had everything I needed in my hand bag and my camera, so that I wouldn't have to come back to the room if I decided to head straight out.
By now, I knew what the nutritionist had planned for my breakfast off by heart; a glass of fresh juice, a slice of toast, cottage cheese, a slice of Emmantal cheese, 2 small 50 gm triangles of processed cheese, 2 boiled eggs, yogurt and a bowl of oats. Meh! is right! It is quite bland to the palette and doesn't sound or look anywhere near as appetizing as the croissants, slices of tea cake, fresh pineapple, scrambled or boiled eggs, BUT I am here for the purpose to drop my weight and to clean my insides of a decade worth of poisonous crap that I had consumed, so I will suck it up! It's amazing how a little dash of pepper and salt can change how food tastes!
Just before I was done Rana walked into the restaurant with her father. I went up to greet them both, she was very surprised to receive the little box of chocolates that I had left, "shoo hay, wahdi be wahdi' , she said in her strong Lebanese accent, s "what's this? one for one." I told her it was a simple thank you gesture for giving me something I loved so much. "I want to see you in Beirut next time. I'll send you my contacts so you can call me next time you come." I promised the next time, I was there I would most certainly contact her. I wished her and her father both safe travels in case I didn't see them before they both left.
After breakfast I went in search of the small travel agency (again), that organizes short trips to neighboring cities both in Slovakia and countries close to its borders. I followed my mother's description to the letter and I couldn't find it. I was slightly perplexed about it but I decided to continue on with my stroll and worry about it later. As I walked the island and saw the other hotels that shared the area, It was without a shadow of a doubt that I had booked into the jackpot! The other hotels were of modern architecture and from what I could see they didn't give off as bright and relaxing ambiance com as Thermia Palace. I'm sure the service is good, there too, but I like the places I stay in to look cheerful both inside and out. I snapped a few pictures along my walk and kept a look out for where I might be able to rent a bike for the hour or for the day.
The thought of riding a bike was exciting as well as Terrifying! Since moving to Egypt in the early 1990's I haven't ridden one. I was genuinely worried that I had forgotten how to and that I would fall and that would be the end of my holiday and I'd spend the rest of it all bandaged up like a mummy! When I last rode a bike the world wasn't as safety conscious either, I didn't want to violate any rules or collide into another biker, pedestrian or car. So, I also took a mental note of where the bike lanes were, so if I ever did find a bike to rent, I had some idea of where I could ride.
I had no such luck, so I went back to the hotel after a lengthy walk and decided to check in with my family. As I was about to go up to my room, I bumped into Rana again. I stood chatting with her and her father, and was then introduced to 3 more Lebanese gents who live and own a travel agency here. Rana introduced me to Farag and said, 'This is Nadia, she's a lovely girl, please keep an eye on her. Nadia, Farag is a very old and good friend of mine, if you need anything please don't hesitate to ask him." It's moments like these when you see the true spirit of the people from the Middle East, hospitable, helpful and generous. The media has plagued their image with false assumptions that we are all blood thirsty born killers, who have only thoughts of terrorism on our mind. It was very nice to see abroad as well as back in the region. Once they left and we said our final goodbyes, I went up to my room and sent my mom pictures of the area she had described and asked her to pin point exactly where the travel agent was supposed to be. After a lengthy discussion it turned out I had walked by the place quite a few times! So, once we had ended the conversation I headed back downstairs to check it out.
I headed down stairs and went directly to the place, my mother had described only, only to find a tiny note pad size piece of paper stuck to the window, that said they had relocated. I took a picture of the new address and asked the reception at the hotel. They informed me that it was on the bridge to the left of the hotel but would be closed on a Sunday. I asked if they knew of anywhere else I could rent a bicycle and I was told the hotel Balnea Esplenada rents them. They called the hotel for me and made sure that they had bikes available for me.
I walk to the hotel and went to the reception. I thought I had been transported back to Cairo and began to panic. The place reminded me a lot of the Intercontinental- Semiramis Hotel, near Tahrir Square. It was a modern architectural structure, with black tiled floors, tan colored leathers seats in the reception area and full of Gulfies.
(Yeah, I'm definitely staying at the classiest joint on the island! Phew!)
At the reception I gave my name, and the room key card holder with the details of how long I'm staying at Thermia Palace and room number. To rent the bike, it's 5 Euros for 4 hours. Once all the details were taken and I paid cash, rather than have it charged to my room, I was taken a long, a long corridor to where the bikes are kept. I chose one, adjusted the seat, took the key for the bike lock and went on my merry way.
At first, I had forgotten, how one should actually start to peddle. So, I had one foot on a peddle and the other was pushing along the ground, like you would a scooter. Eventually, I got both feet up on to the peddles and I started to move forward, holding on to the handle bars for dear life, as I wobbled from side to side, like a drunk! I eventually found my equilibrium and was riding the bike! I rode along the bikers path along the river banks, the more I rode the more confident I became. By lunch time my thighs, abs and my butt cheeks were in agony. In addition to that I was famished. I headed back to the hotel, parked the bike outside, inhaled my lunch and was soon out again.
I rode for another hour, until the sky turned a gloomy dark color. I rode the bike back to Esplenada, took it to where I had been told to leave it when I was done and locked it, turned the key into the reception AND the heavens opened with a loud CRACK of thunder and a whip of lightening flashed across the sky!
Monday 28th July
I love walking! I find that I see more and learn more about a place and it's people, when I'm on foot. On Saturdays, I join a small group of photography enthusiasts who, walk around areas of Cairo to take pictures. I enjoy it a great deal, not only because I take pictures, but I get to walk and see some of my 'real' countrymen/women going about their day to day lives.
First on the agenda for today is Nordic Walking.
All I knew is that it involved sticks and walking (obviously)! After a very quick breakfast, I went to the spa building Irma, as it stated on the paper to await the person who would be leading the group of people on the walk. I was greeted by a tall blond, blue eyed, fit young man called Jan (pronounced Yaan). In fairly good English he informed me that he would be leading the walk and it looked like I would be the only one participating. He adjusted the length of the sticks, showed me how to strap them on to my hands. I thought I looked like a marionette or some kind of shadow puppet. which then queued the 'Pinocchio' song 'I've got no strings'!
The sticks took some getting used to. Jan told me to have the arm go with the opposite leg and to not focus on it, otherwise I would trip myself up. He was right the less I thought about them the better I was at walking with them. I asked him questions about what life is like living in Slovakia and how he got into fitness to distract my mind from the sticks. We walked a circuit for about 20-30 minutes at a fairly quick pace. It was great cardio and my lungs appreciated inhaling the fresh morning air.
Once done, I ran to my room to get ready for my other sessions… I had a fairly easy day, I only had 4 sessions. An hour after the walk I got into my robe, because second on the agenda was the mud pack. An experience that takes some getting used to at first. I don't mind having the warm mud slathered on my bare skin and being wrapped up like a shawerma. It's trying to get the mud off in the shower! No matter how thorough, I try to be, I always end up missing some! The Mud pack was closely followed by my Electro Magnetic treatment for my back , where I was greeted by the ever so lovely and very friendly and kind Elena. A middle aged Slovakian woman, with short hair and kind eyes and face.
My last treatment wasn't till later in the afternoon, so I went for a long walk around the town, discovering new areas and just taking in the scenery and architecture, stopping every now and then to take pictures with my phone. I also went to the mall to get some long sleaved tops. I had only packed short sleeved t-shirts and if the forecast predicted rain for the week, I would need something warmer to wear. , (Another excuse to shop and spend money! Why not! I'm helping the economy, well at least that's what I tell myself 😉
I was looking forward to my work out class GG Slim, last time we bounced around and exercised on balls! This time we had a different instructor, who looked a lot like Rhald Dhals character, the Trunchbull from his book 'Matilda'. A medium height, square looking blond Russian woman, with knee length shorts, socks half way up her calf, white nurse like shoes and her hair tightly tied back. One look at her and I knew this would be one session where my muscles would be so soar by the end of them that if they could scream mercy, they would. Even the Saudi woman taking the class with me, looked as though she was scanning for an escape route. "Laa Laa Laa, mu hathi, Wahda thanya", which in Gulf Arabic translates to "No, No, No, not this one, another one!"
We both took a deep breath and did as we were instructed. We got our mats, lay them on the floor and did what reminded me of the early 80's Jane Fonda work out, minus the music! We did all sorts of stretching, lifting of arms and legs and stomach crunches. I could felt my muscles wince in pain, as I pushed myself to the exercises, while reminding myself, this is why I am here, to get fitter, thinner and healthier! Without any pain, there will be no gain!
By the time the session was over, I was exhausted and the Saudi woman was panting and gasping for air. I thanked the woman for the session, took my card and went to my room to change and go for another walk around the premises before dinner.
After dinner I went back up to my room and sat down and began writing part I to my experience at Thermia Palace.
I got so carried away with what I was writing that I lost track of time. I had been asked by one of the Egyptian women, Su, whom I had met on my first night in Piestany and had kept an eye open for me everyday to see how I was getting along asked me earlier on in the day, to make sure that I spent some time with her and her friends later on in the evening. Su and her husband were due to depart the next morning to head home back to Egypt after spending a month at Thermia Palace. I was very fortunate to find them all still sat around the round table that they had reserved for tonight. When I walked in I was greeted warmly by all those who were there. I was invited to sit and take part in the on going discussion. I was the youngest person at the table, sat among two doctors, an ambassador and 3 other highly intellectual individuals of 3 different faiths. It was while we sat and talked and exchanged contact information, I had a 'moment'… 'I am sat at a round table, with Christians, Muslims and Jews, there is no conflict or hate, just people.' How poignant and more symbolic could that moment have been? If only the media, would stop fueling the hate and showing more moments like this.
Tuesday 29th July
It was another very early start to the day kicking it off with Nordic Walking. I fared much , better today and I was able to keep up more. The time seemed to just fly by. I felt cheated and would have gladly done the circuit once more. Since my arrival, I had been trying to figure out where the gym was. In the end I just asked Jan, where it was, since he was the fitness instructor. He showed me which door I had to go through and which corridor, I needed to walk along. The place is like Hogwarts (less like a gloomy castle thought), more like a maze! There are so many doors and corridors, that it's easy to lose your way. (Now that I had an idea of where it was, I would definitely make an effort to use it (I hope!).
The rest of the day, was spent between Irma and the Napoleon III and 1B buildings. Bustling about across a courtyard between buildings with a gym bag and flip flops in a robe can be a workout in itself I tell you! It was a busy day, with Electro treatments, Parafango, Water gymnastics, Mirror pool and 20′ Massage.
The water gymnastics was lead by the Trunchbull! It wasn't the usual red headed lady with a somewhat cheerful air about her. The members of the class looked worried. I related to their fear. There's one thing to do those exercises on a mat on a floor, but in a pool? I hoped I wouldn't drown!
The class went pretty well to tell the truth, the water created resistance and I felt like I had worked a lot of my muscles, especially my upper body. From there I showered off, changed into my robe to make my way across the court yard yet again to Irma, to take a much needed 20 minute dip in the warm sulfuric water of the Mirror Pool.
I usually shy away from getting naked. I don't even like looking at myself with no clothes on. I'm fine when I'm looking at myself from the collarbone up, because when I look below that's when I see all my faults and areas of imperfection that are so loudly pointed out and dictated to us by the media. So, I was genuinely quite surprised at how well I was adjusting to the numerous of times I had to bare-all and be in the presence of other women too. (I wondered what Freud, would have to say about that?)
In an odd way it was starting to feel more natural. When that thought crossed my mind, I even shocked myself! One of the many outspoken voices in my head, piped up; "More natural! Have you lost your mind girl? Next thing, you'll be thinking about how cavemen or tribes people in the Rain forests of South America, are more civilized than we are, and we are over complicating life! The sulfur must have gone to your head!" I'm not saying, I'm by any means ready to give up my wardrobe or start vacationing at nude beaches or becoming a nudist. What I am trying to say, that perhaps we have been going about things the wrong way. There is a lot of shame that is brought on to those that don't have a certain figure or that breaks the mold shall we say. A bodies shouldn't be 'a one size suites all' mentality. If you look at the statues of women from the time of Ancient Greece or Rome or portraits from the Renaissance, women were not stick thin, they were busty, voluptuous and curvy. Why is it in the past few decades that perception of beauty has changed?
Three years ago, I wanted to have a body like Megan Fox. I won't be hypocrite, I'm not going to lie about it. Having been here less than a week, my perception of beauty is changing. When I'm out walking and riding a bicycle, I see people who are healthy, active and they come in all shapes and sizes. So, my goal now is not to go back to Cairo looking like runway model, but to be a healthier person, who is comfortable in her own skin. I don't want to get down to a size 4, I'll be content if I can make it to a healthy 10/12. There's nothing wrong with that!
Stay tuned for part III
For my sister's wedding almost four years ago, I began my battle of the bulge with 'Operation Megan Fox'. I was determined to look good for her special day and I didn't want to appear like a shlumpadinka in my dress. I stuck to it and dropped the weight using the Slim Fast Shakes and watching what I ate.I looked better and healthier too. I had intended on following through, but life always throws us some curve balls. In all honesty, I fell off and got back on the wagon many times since then. I couldn't figure out what the invisible force was that kept preventing me from accomplishing my goal of releasing my trapped thin self, until I did a detox earlier this year and discovered that unbeknownst to me, I was the invisible force, who kept poisoning my body with foods that I thought were healthy and good for me. While I had a silent allergy to them.
With this new-found knowledge of what foods weren't good for me, I gave away and threw out a lot of products to make room for foods that were nutritious for me. During the clean out, I also got rid of clothes I hadn't been able to fit into for a while, which served as a constant reminder of what I used to be and the intention of keeping them was to encourage me to get back into them, when all they did was depress the hell out of me, so I gave them to the needy. Throughout this process, I began to do a lot of reflecting. I looked within myself to see what baggage I had been holding on to and I found that I had quite a bit of unresolved issues, resentment and pain that had been weighing me down. It wasn't easy to let go of somethings because, it made me feel vulnerable and emotionally naked. I didn't like the feeling at first, because that's all I seemed to focus on and once I realized how much lighter I felt, I knew I had done the right thing.
Last Summer, I did a lot of growing up on my adventure to Central America as a chaperon for students and then visiting friends on the East Coast of the U.S. This summer, I decided it was time to face the problem head on and grab it by the horns. So, I booked my trip to a wellness spa retreat for 3 weeks in Slovakia, to reinvest in myself.
As the day of my departure grew nearer, I was excited but mostly nervous. I questioned myself and doubted my decision to do this. I could have gone to England and Ireland to see my family and friends for the money I was spending! How would I communicate with the people, they speak Slovakian and Russian mostly! The best I can do is count up to 4, say 'Yes' (Da) and Good bye (Dasvidanya)!
Thursday 24th July
I am up before the alarm clock and dashing around the house like the Tazmanian Devil from Loony Tunes, putting a few more items in my carry on and in my case. As well as making sure that I was leaving my flat in a decent condition for when I returned. At 7;45, I made my way downstairs and got into the waiting taxi to take me to Cairo International Airport. I sailed through the ticket counter and passport control. I met two acquaintances who we there traveling to enjoy their summers holidays. At 10am, I made my way to the gate and waited to board. The time came and the flight hadn't been announced. Travelers started to get nervous and began asking questions. 'The Flight has been delayed for maybe 40 minutes, they are preparing the aircraft' was the response from the men at the counter. A bad omen to the start of my trip, I wondered or am I being tested? The flight ended up being delayed for 2 hours and many passengers including myself were not at all pleased! It meant I would be arriving much later than expected and would lose out on my consultation with the doctors! The flight may have only been three and half hours to Vienna, but it felt like it took an eternity! When we finally landed, I whizzed through passport control, found my bag on the carousel and dashed out to find my chauffeur, who would drive the two hours or so hours to Piestany, in Slovakia. The ride was quite and long. The driver spoke very little English and it would have been difficult to make hand signals and explain myself that way, whilst he drove. So, I ended up just admiring the landscape and the green foliage until we arrived.
Thermia Palace is a large French like château on an island in the city/town of Piestany. The surrounding area around it was just so perfect and immaculate, I began to think I was on a movie set. It was so picturesque it could be on a postcard (I'm sure it is). I cringed at the thought of having to try to communicate with the hotel staff, but to my relief they spoke fairly good English. I checked in, was told my doctor's appointment would be at 10am the following morning and then I would receive my schedule of treatments and meet with the nutritionist. I got to my room and the first thing I did was take pictures of it before I unpacked and contacted my parents to let them know I had arrived safely. My phone for some bizarre reason hadn't automatically joined a network, so I had to depend on the hotel wi-fi to send messages.
After I had unpacked, I went for a leisurely stroll on the island to get my bearings. It was so nice to walk under the glow of street lamps and to the rhythm of rustling leaves in the summer breeze and not be harassed or gawked at by anyone. On my way back to the hotel, I held open the door for 3 women staying at the hotel and guess what…? 2 were from Egypt and 1 was from Lebanon!
Friday 25th July
I was up early after a much-needed rest. i dressed and went down for breakfast. I helped myself to the buffet, but chose my items wisely. After all, that's the whole purpose of the trip. Once I had finished, I went for a walk to see the island in the light. It was a warm day and everything was so fresh looking, like a crisp salad.
At 10am I went for my doctor's appointment, where I had my blood pressure measured, along with my waist, thighs and my height. My weight too! (how could I forget). After asking if I suffered from any pain, the doctor asked me to strip down to my undies to get a better look at me, (Talk about exposure, or so I thought). She checked my bone agility, my problem areas (tummy, waist, thighs) and feet. Once that examination was completed she had a brain storm while muttering in Slovakian an she finger pecked the keyboard all the treatments she wants me to do. The whole process took 20-30 minutes.
Once I got my schedule, I then visited the nutritionist, who gave me apple cider tablets to take with breakfast every morning and asked what I would usually eat, eating habits and if there where certain foods I didn't eat. When the meeting was done, I dashed back to my room, to grab my bathrobe and all the other items I would need for my afternoon of treatments.
First on the list was mud packs; sounds squidgy!
I get to the waiting area of where I need to be and a woman dressed all in white comes out and looks at my schedule and in a Slovakian accent asks me to wait one moment. Not long afterwards, I'm shown to a room, where, I am instructed to strip down to my skin and then I'm called into an adjoining room where, another woman also all in white, slabs down a cow pat of warm mud onto a bed covered in 3 different kind of sheets and instructs me to sit in it, while smearing mud on my tush. As I sit in the warm mud, I can feel it ooze into places, I wish I could prevent it from going to, I am then asked to lie down, where more mud is being generously applied on my problem areas; hip, knees and feet. As I'm being wrapped up like a new-born baby a cold metal ringed disk is placed on my chest and I am left for 20 minutes in dim lighting. Being cocoon with warm mud smeared on you, makes you drowsy. If it wasn't for the cold metal thingy-m'bob I think I would have turned into a soft-boiled egg. Every 5 minutes a person comes to check on you to make sure you're o.k and to wipes your face from sweat.
When the alarm goes off, after twenty minutes, you are unwrapped by two of the attendees and the mud is lightly scrapped off of you, so that you can get up. You are then led to a shower close by and left to wash off the mud. It's not as easy as it sounds. Just when you think you have gotten it off, you find more! (You'll find that when you take a shower later… more mud runs down the drain and for the life of you, you can't figure out where it had been.)
Once your cleaned off, you go back into your cubical where you are given a cup of sparkling water (Perrier) and then told to lie down and rest. Where you are wrapped up again and left to… rest. After a short length of time, the attendee comes in to unwrap you and declare the session over. You get dressed and she returns your schedule with a signature on it and with that, you're free to leave and make your way to your next treatment.
It's important you get there 5-10 min before your appointment and you have to take your schedule with you everywhere, they are very punctual when it comes to timing and won't allow you into a session if you don't have your 'card', schedule.
I have never really enjoyed the thought of someone's hands kneading my body like dough, until I had my first Thai massage in Gouna, so, I was looking forward to this. I know understand why people from Thermia Palace walk around in bathrobes. It saves them dressing and undressing several times. So, off come the clothes again and I lie on a bed in all my nakedness as a tall tanned short heard blond Slovakian woman massages my back for twenty minutes as I flinch when she works on the areas that are troubling me and then melt like butter when she massages the rest of my back with her oiled strong hands.
After the massage I am whisked into another room nearby, where I am asked to hop on to another bed and there's no need to take anything off. I lay on the bed and this plastic arch connected to a machine is slid and positioned above my mid-drift to allow magnetic waves to travel through my body. Again, I am left to drift off into the depths of my mind as the waves are left to do their work.
Behind door three, I am then asked to sit on a bed and put my foot on a stool. I am handed a funky pair of glasses to put on. The glasses remind me of the ones Doc and Marty wore in 'Back To The Future', except they were cooler and everything had a green tint to it. A gel was applied to a device that was then put to my Achilles heel as a woman with pale turquoise talon like nails rubbed it against my weak tendons on both feet for less that 5 minutes. When the machine sounded, my session was over. Now, I had some free time… before my last session of the day. What would I do?
I tried very hard to find the travel agency my mother ha d told me about when she had been here last summer because I wanted to rent a bicycle and see what day trips they offered to nearby cities and countries. I followed her directions to the 'T' but couldn't find the place. So, I decided to just walk. A past time I enjoy, but rarely do since the revolution, because Sexual Harassment was rampant on every street no matter how conservatively I dressed. While I'm here, I will be walking my little socks off until my butt cheeks wince in pain, begging me to stop! (I did, just that!)
Gymnastic Slim
I sat outside the room where the session was to be held on a hard wooden like bench. It was very reminiscent of films where students were sat outside the Headmaster or the Principles office when in trouble. Randa, the Lebanese woman whom I met my first night here was taking part in the class too. At precisely the time scheduled on the schedule, a small framed young girl came energetically up the stairs and opened the door. We waited a few moments for stragglers, but non came. We had our own private class. We each got an inflatable ball and sat on it as instructed. For a full 20 minutes, were bouncing on the ball waving our arms and hands and occasionally lifting our feet off the ground too. I had visions of one of us ending up like Humpty Dumpty, and going splat on the floor, just like the old children's nursery rhyme says, but we all made it to the end!
Wooohooo!! All sessions completed for the day!
After the session I had quite a bit of time to kill before dinner, so Randa and I got to chatting and we ended up walking across the Danube River and into town, as we talked about our lives and occupation. It was very pleasant to talk to someone who had been to Piestany many times before and someone from the region. After our walk I went up to my room to shower, change and read a bit before dinner.
As I entered the restaurant for the third time that day, the Manager of the restaurant informed me that it was assigned seating. Everyone had their own table for the entire duration of their stay. Which was new to me, but I just went with the flow. I was also told the nutritionist had sent down my meal program for the 20 days that I would be staying there. Having studied it while having dinner, I was impressed. They all sounded really tasty on paper, and I looked forward to trying each one!
Saturday 26th July
I awoke early and went down to breakfast early.My breakfast was quite a hearty and healthy one. A slice of toast, cottage cheese, slice of cold cut, one slice of Emmental Cheese, 2 boiled eggs, yogurt and on helping of raw oats, with a glass of fresh juice. Along with the two apple cider tablets, that I was instructed to take with breakfast. I was a stuffed dumpling after I was done. Seeing my first appointment wasn't until 9 am, I decided to help my digestive system and take a walk until it was time for my treatment. The calmness of the spa island is very relaxing. The stress I may have come with was no longer with me. The quietness, was deafening to my ears, they were not used to such quiet surroundings. I could actually hear my thoughts without the interruption of loud shouts coming from the street or the endless blazing of car horns and tire screeching from Cairo's bustling traffic.
In my robe, I sat in the waiting area of the pristine IRMA spa building, and waited to be called in for my appointment. I was asked to bare my back, lie face down and what looked like our rubber suction cups were placed on my back and as the attendee switched on the machine, the electric impulses began… I felt like Frankenstein! The current was strong and a bit uncomfortable to begin with, but I quickly got used to it and the sound of the machine lulled me into a light nap.
With an hour to spare I had enough time discover where the next session would be held. Once I had found the place I sat outside on a bench watching birds go about their life and the people passing by. When the time came for Water Gymnastics, the receptionist handed me a key and I followed the scent of wetness, until I found the changing room. They key was for a private vestier to leave my belongings in I quickly put on my swimsuit and made my way to the pool. As I rounded the corner and found the hook to hang my key and robe on, I couldn't help but gasp. The pool areas was of stunning architecture, it resembled an old fashioned conservatory or solarium, with a sky light. It would be something you'd expect to see in the hit TV series Downton Abbey. Being the photo junky that I am, all I wanted to do was run back and get my phone to take a picture and capture it. I resisted the urge and ascended into the warm water of the pool. I found a place to stand and followed the instructors motions and enjoyed the session. After changing out of my swimwear and was about to leave for the next session, I snuck back to the pool area, unseen and took a picture. ( I couldn't help myself!)
I was very excited about this session because it sounded like a form of dance. I thought it might be a combination of Tango and Flamenco, at the back of my mind I was fretting about whether my sneakers were appropriate shoes for the class. I was somewhat disappointed when I found out that it was not a dance class but another treatment session with mud. Only this time it wasn't messy! For this treatment I was only required to be half naked from the neck to the waist and to lie on my stomach as warm solid blocks of mud were placed on my back from the nape of my neck to the bottom of my spine for 15 -20 minutes. I must admit that the warm mud blocks were very soothing and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I didn't fight it and I enjoyed my little cat nap.
It may not have been a dance class but it certainly was enjoyable. I'm looking forward to my future sessions!
(I have no idea how this is meant to benefit me, but it was lovely)
At lunch time, I met the Lebanese woman in the restaurant where she informed me that it was her last day and she would be leaving tomorrow to spend some time in Paris. Before I headed back to my table, she said 'wait' and handed me a bag of Zaatar 'hadi ilik', which translates to 'this is for you' in the Lebanese dialect, she said as she handed it over to me. I was deeply touched. It was on our walk the previous day she learned how much I loved the herb mixture, when I told her that I had been in Zaatar heaven, when I visited Lebanon 2 years ago. I didn't want to insult her, by refusing the gesture, so I gladly accepted it. I was so touched by her generosity that I couldn't help but post about it on my Facebook page.
Mirror Pool
Unlike it's name there are no mirrors (Thank Goodness!), this experience might not be for everyone. The pool is filled with sulfuric water, that is naturally warm and full of minerals. It is said to be very good for your body. You may bathe in the pool with a swim suite on, almost everyone bathes nude. My mother who had come to Piestany last summer had told me, you didn't have a choice but to go in starkers, so I had enough time to mentally prepare myself to fully exposing my body and seeing other naked women as well. (The pools are segregated, so don't panic too much! I don't know if I could have summoned up the courage to have to see both genders in their birthday suites!) Coming from and living in a fairly conservative country, where kissing scenes are censored in films and T.V shows this was going to take some getting used to.
Lucky for me, I arrived early for my appointment, which was great because I had the pool to myself. I de-robed, took the necessary shower before entering the pool and ascended slowly into the water, to allow my body to get used to the temperature and not to slip on the stairs that are barely visible through the murky sulfur water. I checked the time on the large wall clock, so that I could time the 20 minutes that I was meant to stay in. The pool reminded me of the hot spring in Siwa Oasis, except it wasn't in the open air in the desert and I wasn't wearing a swimsuit. As I waded around and the nice warm water encompassed me, it felt like I was having a bath, but in an enormous tub. I began to wonder if this was how Cleopatra felt when she bathed in the hot springs? Before my time was up more women arrived to bathe in the pool. " Oh!Great!!" I thought to myself, "so much for getting in and out without anyone seeing me. I suppose, I'm just going to have to walk out gracefully and pray I don't slip, so that I don't draw attention to myself". That's precisely what I did and no one even batted an eye lid in my direction. After all we were all in the same boat and I suppose it was the respectful thing to do.
Once you leave the mirror pool, you shower off again and then go down to a resting area. I supposed it's so that your body can return to it's normal temperature gradually. The resting room reminds me of how dormitories were depicted in old movies. The Beds are separated by wooden partitions and have a small over head light and a side table. You're asked to hop on the bed and then you're wrapped up again.
By the time I got back to my room after all my sessions and treatments I was refreshed and relaxed but drowsy. I forced myself out for a walk around the town. I enjoyed admiring the little cafes, glancing at the display windows of little shops, the unique architecture, which I couldn't help but take pictures with my phone, so that I could upload them later on to instagram. I found my way to the little mall and got a few necessity items that I had put on my mental check list and then continued walking for a little bit longer.
At dinner time, I ate slowly in the hopes that I would see Randa again. She hadn't come by the time I had finished so, I placed a little thank you note on the table that she and her father sat at, if it wasn't for the bowl of Zaatar there, I may have placed the note with a small box of chocolate on the wrong table. I left the restaurant, full, tired and ready to turn in for the night.
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Thanks to reader Phil for sending a link to this lovely write-up of Solemn High Mass at St. Francis de Sales Oratory, courtesy of the Catholic Nomad blog.
And please take the time to read the whole series of thoughtful and thought-provoking posts about her time documenting the Oratory beginning on this page. It is good to see the newness of the experience for those of us who are in danger of taking for granted so much beauty and holiness.


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by Sandra Beck
Many people ask me, Sandra Beck, as president of www.motherhoodincorporated.com for advice and what to do when starting up a company or small business. I think the key is to start your business in an area where you have some knowledge, expertise or even a hobby. If you enter into a business in an area you don't know very well, you're going to be entering into an arena where there is a double learning curve.
Most new business owners struggle with the same common difficulties: accounting, marketing, advertising, strategy and legal issues. The last thing you want when building your business is to be learning about your product or service. Not knowing a lot about your product or service doesn't automatically mean failure, but it sure makes it difficult for anyone starting out.
Almost any business you start will have some sort of competition. Even when you work from home, there are other home based businesses that do the same thing or even companies or corporations who offer the same product or service. We see this a lot in the work from home market with Avon, Tupperware and other common products. So how do you get your piece of the pie?
One thing that you need to identify is what you will be able to offer the customers that gives a significant advantage over your competition. Once you figure that out – and it might be you know the product and use it yourself, or you have specialized knowledge in your field, or you might offer exemplary customer service – whatever it is, you need to stress this advantage from the very first day.
Being able to articulate this strength not only verbally but in your marketing is essential. Recently I was at a seminar where the speaker asked volunteers from the audience to describe what their company does and what makes it special in less than 30 words and 30 seconds. Three sentences of 10 words each is all you get.
I thought about my own company, Motherhood Incorporated.
We are a virtual assistance company comprised of mothers who use their professional skills honed prior to their choice to stay at home to successfully complete a variety of administrative and management jobs.
I managed to get it down to 33 words – and still it is a mouthful. I know management and administrative assistance inside and out. I know how to run a company, yet I still struggle with the promote it in 30 words or 30 seconds concept. I know it is vital for my marketing.
You can see where starting with what you know makes it easier, but not easy. Can you express your company concept in 30 words or 30 seconds or less? Try it. You just might find your pitch.


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HOUSTON — Former President George H.W. Bush was a charter member of the Greatest Generation whose contributions to America are "etched in the marble of time," former Secretary of State James Baker told a somber crowd of more than 1,000 mourners Thursday.
PHOTOS: 4141 train carries President Bush to College Station
"He possessed the classic virtues of our civilization and of his faith," said Baker, a longtime friend who served during Bush's administration. Baker broke down into tears as he concluded, and many took his cue as the funeral rolled on.
Bush 41 was also Houston's president.
The service for Bush, who died Friday at age 94, was held at his beloved St. Martin's Episcopal Church. It kicked off with renditions of "America the Beautiful" and "The Star-Spangled Banner," and granddaughters of the former president provided readings from Scripture.
George P. Bush, a grandchild and Texas land commissioner, told stories of the man they knew as "gampy" playing horseshoes and challenging the grandkids to games – and sometimes offering a "first-to-sleep" award.
PHOTOS: Athletes, actors, singers among mourners at Bush 41 funeral
The Rev. Russell Levenson Jr., in his homily, noted that George and Barbara Bush, who died in April, were "devoted members" of the church for more than 50 years. He related stories of the elder Bush serving coffee to churchgoers and teaching Sunday school.
"His very first act after being sworn into office as our 41st president was to lead us in prayer," Levenson said. He then shared the same prayer Bush spoke that day in 1989.
Bush was a big fan of the the Oak Ridge Boys, and the group sang "Amazing Grace."
"He fancied himself to be a good bass singer," band member Joe Bonsall commented with a smile. "He was not."
PHOTOS: George H.W. Bush funeral in Houston
Bush grandsons served as pallbearers after the service, walking the flag-draped casket to a group of service members who placed it in a hearse for transport to the Union Pacific Railroad's Presidential Train Car. The train will traveling through Texas cities such as Spring, Magnolia and Navasota to College Station and the campus of Texas A&M University.
Bush's final resting place will be on the grounds of the George H.W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum alongside his wife and their daughter, Pauline Robinson Bush, who died from leukemia short of her 4th birthday.
In the hours before the service, more than 10,000 mourners paid their respects after Bush's remains arrived at the church Wednesday from Washington. The service at Washington National Cathedral drew President Donald Trump and all the living former presidents – Jimmy Carter, Bill Clinton, Barack Obama and George W. Bush.
The Houston funeral drew luminaries and the ordinary. The Bush children walked in single file to their seats, former President George W. Bush at the end of the line, pausing to greet guests. Reba McEntire was there. So was Fawaz "Fuzzy" Hajjar, who said he served pizza to the Bushes for 25 years at Fuzzy's Pizza & Café in West Houston.
Bush was a frequent diner at the cafe and often brought VIPs to the small, family-run establishment, from former presidential candidate Mitt Romney to the owners of the Houston Astros and Houston Texans pro sports teams. Hajjar, in turn, named a pizza after him – the "President Bush Pizza" – that comes covered in pepperoni, Canadian bacon, green peppers, onions, black olives, Italian sausage and artichoke hearts.
"He's like for us my friend, my father, my brother. He's everything for us," Hajjar, a native of Syria, said before the service. "He's just an amazing man."
SPECIAL COVERAGE: Remembering George H.W. Bush
Bill White, the mayor of Houston from 2004 to 2010, called Bush a "proud Houstonian and civic leader." Bush was a fixture at civic and sporting events in his post-presidential years, White said.
But the memory that stands out came when the Democrat ran for mayor.
"He told me he was voting for me because I was good for the city," said White, who worked for the Clinton campaign in 1992. "He didn't hold grudges."
John De La Garza Jr., who worked on Bush's congressional staff in 1966 and 1967, wore a red tie decorated with military-style bombers and Mr. Rogers socks in honor of the former president. De la Garza's wife, Dorothy, said Bush and wife Barbara were like parents and served as a "model couple" to the then-newlyweds.
They comforted Dorothy after she had a stillbirth. "They showed us how to live and how to die," she said.
Karen Liedtke, 70, and her sister Kristy Liedtke, 67, said their parents were good friends and business partners with the Bushes.
"All those years of friendship, you want to be able to say goodbye," Karen Liedtke said. "He was the greatest of the greatest generation."
St. Martin's, founded in 1952, is now the largest Episcopal church in North America with some 9,000 members. It was also the site of Barbara Bush's funeral. The church towers overs Houston's upscale Tanglewood neighborhood west of downtown.
A message on the website of the 66-year-old church reads: "President George H.W. Bush and the late Mrs. Barbara Pierce Bush worshiped at St. Martin's for more than 50 years, and now it is our turn to show our respect and support as our congregation, as well as our nation, grieve this loss."
Bacon reported from McLean, Va. Contributing: Susan Page and John C. Moritz


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What is there to do around here?
When you're new to a community, look beyond your immediate surroundings for things to do. You'll find new adventures, meet new people and have cool places to show your friends and family when they visit.
Become a true local explorer with these ideas:
- Get in your car, pick a direction, and drive. No matter where you live, you're bound to find hidden gems nearby. You might stumble upon a little-known local landmark, a great hiking trail, the perfect picnic spot or a place where you can just zone out and feel at one with nature.
- Pick a neighboring town for a "daycation." Visit their parks, museums, restaurants and shops for a fun, affordable day trip. There's a lot to see within a day's drive.
- Look at a 60-mile radius on a map. See what jumps out at you and go there. Look for state or national parks, beaches or interesting small towns. Whatever it is, go have fun exploring it.
- Use the "search nearby" map feature. Find your community on your phone's map and "search nearby" for the types of places and activities you're interested in. Be sure to zoom out to find places outside your immediate community.
- Ask a neighbor where they like to go. Nobody knows a community better than a local. Plus, it's a great chance to strike up a conversation and get to know your new neighbors.
Invest your time in getting to know the area, and you'll connect with new places, new people and new life experiences.


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The Sartorialist | Lunch for 25
Marking The Sartorialist's first video debut, Scott Schuman reveals Lunch for 25. Featuring the dapper cognoscenti at Pitti Uomo, the heavyweight summit includes cameos by Nick Wooster, Simone Righi and of course Mr. Schuman. With the aid of Garance Doré, frame after frame of well executed personal trimmings mark a visually awesome assembly. If only we could be a fly on the wall at such a meet – that role surprisingly went to Kanye West. For now pull back a chair and pour yourself a limoncello, The Sartorialist's Lunch for 25 will provide the dash of sprezzatura.


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Ben's is a family-owned and operated restaurant & delicatessen that has been serving up the finest authentic New York Kosher delicatessen and eastern European comfort foods for more than 44 years. Customers love Ben's homemade soups, hot pastrami, fresh-cut cole slaw, baked knishes and crunchy all you can eat pickles. All of Ben's soups, salads, sandwiches and dinners are freshly prepared. Ben's has seven convenient locations: Three on Long Island in Carle Place, Greenvale and Woodbury, and one each in Midtown Manhattan; Bayside, Queens; and Scarsdale, NY; and Boca Raton, Florida with free delivery service available to many communities near the stores.


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Boom Goes the Dynamite: 02.20.10 EditionPosted by rtmsf on February 20th, 2010
Hello everybody, welcome back to another thrilling edition of Boom Goes the Dynamite. If you haven't noticed, we're at the point of the season where every game has a little more intensity, a little more pressure, a little more edginess, as each team tries to attract the eye of the fickle Selection Committee. Whether in an attempt to lock up a high seed or simply to make the darn thing, the next three weeks will present ample opportunities for every team to make its case, for better or worse. As always, we'll be right there with you throughout the day, checking in on the big games and others of varying importance. While today isn't a blockbuster day in terms of key games, there are always going to be a good number at this time of year. Below are the ones we'll be keeping an eye on…
11 AM: Siena @ #13 Butler on ESPN2 – RTC Live
12 PM: Florida @ Ole Miss on CBS
12 PM: Seton Hall @ #8 West Virginia on ESPN
12 PM: Morgan State @ Murray State on ESPNU
1 PM: Louisiana Tech @ Northeastern on ESPN2
1:30 PM: #22 Baylor @ Oklahoma State on ESPN360
2 PM: #17 Texas @ Texas Tech on ESPN
2 PM: Georgia Tech @ Maryland on ESPN360 – RTC Live
2 PM: Xavier @ Charlotte on CSS
4 PM: Illinois @ #4 Purdue on ESPN
4 PM: UTEP @ Tulsa on CBS CS – RTC Live
4 PM: Colorado @ #1 Kansas on ESPN360
6 PM: #2 Kentucky @ #19 Vanderbilt on ESPN
6 PM: #7 Kansas State @ Oklahoma on ESPNU
8 PM: Charleston @ George Mason on ESPN2
9 PM: UCLA @ Washington on ESPN
12 AM: Wichita State @ Utah State on ESPN2 – RTC Live
11:02: And we're live with another BGTD. Interesting decision by ESPN to keep GameDay at 11 AM with the Siena-Butler game on ESPN2. We already have someone doing a RTC Live for the Siena-Butler game so we'll focus more on GameDay than we otherwise would. Definitely check out our RTC Live of the game though.
11:07: The ESPN analysts are really going out on a limb saying the Big East Tournament will be the best of the conference tournament. Digger breaks with the group and goes with the Big Ten. Surprisingly Bobby Knight calls out the Big Ten saying the Big East would beat them head-to-head.
11:09: In another surprise, Jay Bilas goes against Coach K by saying that the conference tournaments effectively act as a huge NCAA Tournament and if you win you are into the real NCAA Tournament. Digger agrees with him while Hubert Davis attempts to make a ridiculous argument against the automatic bid saying it penalizes teams like Siena that dominate their conferences, but might choke in the conference tournament. Personally I think if you're that good you can earn an at-large bid with your play throughout the season. Knight holds the coaching fraternity party line saying that he wants to expand the tournament. Translation: Nobody gets fired ever.
11:15: Just flipped over to ESPN2 where the announcers were comparing Gordon Hayward to Mike Dunleavy Jr. I'm not sure if they are talking about their games or the way they look. Where is the college basketball Spike Lee who will call out these announcers for comparing the two only because they are white guys who look fairly similar? For the record their games are pretty similar. Feel free to call me out in the comment section. . .
11:20: Knight wants "The Committee" to get an ex-coach on there (like him?) and the team's last 18 games. I have no idea how he decided on 18. Why not 20? The other talking heads rip the RPI. Davis wants to take the strength of schedule component out of the RPI and wants to use an "eye test" to replace it. I'd like to see Professor Davis come up with a quantitative way to come up with the "eye test" score.


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FlashLine's Faculty and Advisor Tools Streamlined Based On User Feedback
FlashLine's "Faculty & Advisor Tools" tab was recently updated to provide direct access to frequently used tools, a simplified layout and options that are better tailored to specific users. The update was released on Monday, Jan. 14, and will appear automatically for all faculty and advisors who currently have access to the tab.
"Faculty & Advisor Tools" provides many faculty and academic staff members with access to course registration tools, class rosters, scheduling, grading, Blackboard Learn, advising resources and university policies.
The project was initiated by University Advising with a focus on advisor tools. It was later broadened by University Communications and Marketing to include a review of tools used by faculty as well.
"There were portions of the tab that were never used and other resources that needed to be there to better assist advisors," says Charity Snyder, University Advising director. "We needed to improve the tab so it could serve as a landing place for advisors to get the basic information, tools and resources they need."
The improved tab makes resources more accessible to faculty and staff members, while also making content easier to find. No longer used items were eliminated to reduce clutter where possible.
"We're always making an effort to provide a better user experience within the FlashLine portal that, in turn, allows faculty and staff to better assist students," says Lin Danes, director of Web Services and Interactive Media.
The changes were guided by feedback from several interviews conducted throughout the Fall 2012 semester with various faculty members, advisors and administrative assistants from academic departments. Additional feedback was gathered from University Advising and the University Registrar.
A complete list of enhancements is available below. Feedback on the changes may be directed to the University Communications and Marketing Web team at email@example.com. FlashLine Tech Help is available 24 hours a day, seven days a week athttp://support.kent.edu.
Changes and Enhancements to the "Faculty & Advisor Tools" Tab
- FERPA notice was added as a popover window upon a faculty or advisor's first log in.
- Previous Faculty/Advisor Toolbox has been separated into one set of tools for faculty and another set for advisors. For users with both the faculty and advisor role, the toolboxes will appear side-by-side.
- Link labels were changed in both the Faculty Toolbox and Advisor Toolbox based on user feedback.
- Advisor Toolbox now displays a link to the Advising SharePoint website, Web Scheduler and Cognos.
- Frequently accessed tools that previously required entering FlashFAST were added to the Faculty Toolbox.
- Faculty Schedule channel was removed and is available through the Faculty Toolbox.
- Policy Quick Links, Quick Links and Other Resources were combined into one channel, called "Quick Links and Resources." The links were grouped by subject for easier use.
- Advisors (with non-faculty roles) no longer see their personal courses in "My Courses."
- Advisor Dashboard was removed. Full functionality is available via FlashFAST.


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Aftersometimes i hv installed Asp.net Ajax ver 1.0 .
and now i hv create one Asp.net Ajax Website and add all my pages of VS2005 Application.
Then i add Scriptmanager and Updatepanel to the pages while building the application. In the aspx.cs.designer page some error is comming
like unable to find the class Scriptmanager , unable to find the class UpdatePanel..
What i did just i remove the two classes from the designer page.. and try to build .. now it is working..with Ajax Functionalites
Again if i made any changes in the aspx page and after that if i build same problem is comming??!
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I recently visited N.M and was shocked at the conditions of oue once lovely parks. They use to be filled with pool goers,picnics, volleyball,tennis,day camps. Saturday June 19th and Sunday June 20th, in the heat of the day I counted 6 cars at Lewis Wetzel. Baby pool closed ad more employees working then swimmers....what has happened? Don't tell me everyone has their own pools now. Looking back, I really haven't seen any upgrades in the parks for the last 15-20 years excpt the sore excuse for the paddle boats...wow...and you can't enjoy taking your kids up to feed the ducks anymore...it's the law..OMG....so much for the parks..Bruce is gone and L.W will be next....way to go Bev
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Textile Studio & Dye Lab Orientation
Join Making Center Technicians for an overview of the new L902 weaving studio and dye lab. Learn about materials, processes, and safety protocols, as well as Open Task Hours and access for the Fall 2018 semester.
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By Carolyn Graham, a member of the Rotary Club of Liguanea Plains, Jamaica
For the 2012-13 Rotary year, the Rotary Club of Liguanea Plains, Jamaica, is focusing on "Peace Through Literacy." We see literacy as important in strengthening all other areas of life, as it provides the mental acuity needed to acquire life skills and coping strategies.
On 12-14 September, we sponsored a mobile health clinic to New Providence Primary School. More than 150 children from first through sixth grade were given eye screenings and a general checkup by a doctor. The club follows up with teachers and parents to see that children with vision problems receive correction through additional screening or eye glasses. Correcting these problems helps remove impediments to the student's learning.
The clinic is part of our club's pursuit of both the literacy and child and maternal health areas of focus. The two have converged rather nicely for us. When our club was chartered in 2005, members wanted to do something to help the many neglected children in Jamaica. As the years passed, we began to look beyond just addressing infrastructure needs at schools — fixing bathrooms, providing proper areas for drinking water, supplying computers and reading resources — to attending to the health and mental needs of students as well.
Since 2005, the Liguanea Plains club has partnered with the Shipping Association of Jamaica to host wellness tours across several communities in urban Jamaica. To date the tour has delivered health screening services to approximately 2,500 Jamaicans in 12 communities and three schools, including screening for diabetes, blood pressure, and eye diseases.
Most of the services have been provided free of cost or at very modest cost. Follow up services are at times provided via prescription drugs, eye glasses, or further screening based on support received from partner Rotary clubs, corporate donors, and other charitable organizations like Food For the Poor.
Our literacy program has expanded as well. We conduct bi-weekly classroom readings and have an ongoing book and dictionary drive. Last year, first-grade students received a book a month for the first four months. We have also held seminars for parents and teachers to help them play more effective roles in the children's education. We have conducted student outings to book stores, and a Saturday remedial reading class for third-graders, led by a specialist paid for by the club.
Working in the area of literacy has been the most gratifying part of my Rotary experience.
- Learn more about Rotary's work in the areas of focus
- Watch the video "Key to Literacy"
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