Inspiration of life

This guys here asked a blonde girl yesterday “Where are you from”?

She goes “Latvia” and his stupid response was “Oh that´s not a country!”

“Oh really? Last time I checked it was cus again I AM FROM THERE” the girls said and turned around.

This is absolutely true. Fucking ridiculous. Remember the guy in Venice I blogged about who yelled at me for speaking swedish to my swedish friend in AMERICA where people speak ENGLISH?

Fucking DUSHBAG. Makes me wanna throw up.

I went to Target the other day. For those of you who dont know what Target is, it´s a big store that has everything and it´s super cheap.
The old woman in the check-out tried to smile and help me but I just felt really bad for her. Here she was at 60, working in a store for probably minimum wage… What type of life is that?
I don´t judge ANYONE as long as you do what you want with your life. Whether that is cleaning toilets, ordering pizzas, working in the White House or traveling the world, I don´t give a shit but you´ve GOTTA like it. Otherwise I´ve got zero respect for ya. The reason behind that is, if you don´t do what you like, you can´t respect your own inner voice, in other words yourself. And if you don´t respect yourself, how can you expect others to do it?

This woman clearly didn´t like working at Target. I could just tell by the look in her eyes, gazing away, looking at the clock…2 hours left….1 hour and 59 minutes, 58, 57….

Get home, prepare some pasta, watch The Bachelor, pay some bills, go to bed, get up, go to Target, fold clothes, help the swedish girl find the right size…

What has struck me this time in the U.S, is the lack of life quality for so many people here. Seriously, they work, work and then they work some more, over time, weekends, kissing asses, backstabbing… I´ve heard so many stories now I´ve become a little bit scared actually. What type of world are we living in that only cares about money, status, the car we drive and the amount of time it takes us to travel from point A to point B?!
Now, of course Americans are not the only career focused people in the world, but it´s the lack of balance here that scares me.

When are you suppose to have YOUR time to do what YOU want lady at Target? When will you see the Colusseum? Eat cocunut-chicken in Thailand? Dance Flamenco with a latin man in Brazil? Go up in the Eiffel tower in Paris and eat pizza in Naples? Drink Mohitos on Cuba, see your favorite musical in London? Spend time with the people you love? Bake chocolate chip cookies with your mom, dad, granddaughter? Make love on a rock in Indonesia or in the backseat of a car parked next to a beach in Valencia, make out with a sweaty hot guy in Nashville?
Walk through the alps or Himalayas with munks?
They have 2 weeks of paid vacation time here, PER YEAR, but not even the first year you work at a company.
Vacation equals lazyness for a lot of people I guess. But I gotta say when it comes to work I am not lazy at all. I prioritize to work with things I love and I am not afraid of working 24/7 sometimes. The difference though, I look at vacation time as inspirational time, not necessarily time to “Rest”. Life is suppose to inspire us to be good, do good things, try NEW things, move forward in a developing way.

I´ve been fascinated for some time now about Latin people. It´s their PASSION. Passion for life! They eat with a passion, they talk full of passion, make love full of passion, fight, argue, dance…
Spanish, Italian, South American people… It makes me smile just thinking about how they use their whole body when they talk. How they laugh LOUD, dance like nobody is watching, Love like they´ve never been hurt.

It attracts me, to do something with a passion… If you can do it 100% why do it less? So if you´re cleaning toilets, do it with a passion or just stop Stop right now and do something else damn it.
“Well it´s not that easy” YES IT IS!!!! It is it is it is. Two simple questions you need to ask yourself: What do I like? What am I good at? Chances are the answer will be the same to those two questions.

I´ve said it before and I will say it again, Life is way way waaay to short…

L.A versus Barcelona

I love the tempo in L.A. I love the fact that people are goal oriented, get things done, it says swish swish to get answers and to set deals.

But I absolutely hate traffic here. Driving for hours…it´s such a waste of time!!!!  I wanna spend those hours with people I love, doing things I love, interact, meditate, work out, move forward in life.

I miss walking around in Barcelona, those small streets, narrow callejóns I think it´s called in Spanish. I love being able to walk around , find a cafe, sit down, look at people, have a glass of wine, feel the city vibe…absolutely love that.
Waking up, hearing that constant noise of car and bicycle horns, dogs barking and people arguing or discussing something passionately. The local stores opening not at 9am sharp but everything from 9, 9.30, 10, 10.30 and the owners who drank Rioja and Sangria at 3am the night before decides to not open until 2pm…or maybe not at all.
I love stepping out on a balcony, looking out over the city rooftops, smelling the air which is a mix of moped fumes, fresh fruit, sweaty people who don´t shave their armpits, new baked pastry’s, cigars, red wine and garlic. It´s a weird mixture I admit that but it´s absolutely true…That´s what Barca smells to me.

Walking down to the Boqueria and just looking at all the fabulously placed fruits, nuts and frutos secos.
Having some STRONG REAL coffee outside at a plaza somewhere…

Being left alone!
Now let me explain this one. L.A people,  most of them are boolshit talkers, who smile and pretend they like you even though they don´t give a shit about you.
One one side I like the fact that people are opened and friendly, I do, and on one side I don´t give a Fck whether it´s shallow or not.  And I´ve gotta admit, meeting people in Barca ain´t that easy, at least it wasn´t until I learned some Spanish.
But when you DO meet people there, they feel more genuine. They have actively chosen to talk to you and know more about you. Not because they “should” do it but because they want to.
Now I´m not gonna be unfair at all. L.A is a lot more business driven than Barca, LIGHT-YEARS ahead of Spain. Things get done here, now, pronto, asap. To pursue a career here is probably a great move.
There is nature here. The beaches in Malibu, the mountain trails, Malibu Creek Canyon Park… I have seen eagles, snakes, deers and lizards on my weekend jogs there.
I love that there are a million options here! Everything from things to do on a Saturday night, Sunday afternoon, to the million types of cereal and milk-variations in the grocery store. It makes it personal in one way, and at the same time this is as far away from personal you get in a town. Contradictions contradictions…

But the one fact remains and it is this only fact that will keep me from moving here. I am not willing to spend 20% of my life in a car, not 10% or not even close to that.

Here it´s transportation 2-3 hours per day. Transportation to work, to school, to buy food, to go jogging, to go for a coffee, to go to a pub to watch football, to go to the beach…
The ONLY place I walk to is the mail box. I kid you not.

I would love to work here but not live here. 1+1=3 hm..tricky…

The Fat people of the Fat-free land

Fat-free dressing, fat-free cereal, fat-free milk, fat-free cheeze, fat-free yoghurt, fat-free sourcream, fat-free ricotta cheeze, fat-free turkey (actually it said 99,9% fat-free on that one)…I was heading over to the vegetables at the grossery store and expected to see fat-free avocado, fat-free tomatoe, fat-free cucumber…. Seriously…WTF?????

This is the country with most fat people in the world, still they have soooo many options when they shop food. Now, the big question, is fat-free food good or bad? I have this really strong feeling that it´s not good, so I rather do pick the low-fat milk and the part-skimmed ricotta…and the whole-fat-avocado

I swear to you, the milk-section at Ralphs food-store here, is as big as half of the grossary store where I shop in Stockholm. They have enriched B12-milk, partly skimmed, organic, extra calcium, teenage-milk, soymilk, fatfree soymilk, rice-milk, vanilla-milk……Unbe-fucking-lievable…

Let´s see how fat or skinny I will be when I return from this place!