<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:01:59.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eline Liselotte</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7474687045873645281</id><published>2009-11-22T11:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:49:34.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echta Tirola!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcHDBQXmyFQ&amp;hl=de_DE&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcHDBQXmyFQ&amp;hl=de_DE&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7474687045873645281?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7474687045873645281/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/11/echta-tirola.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7474687045873645281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7474687045873645281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/11/echta-tirola.html' title='Echta Tirola!!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-3486263985476151855</id><published>2009-11-22T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:35:44.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure Jam 2009</title><content type='html'>This is my video report of the Pleasure Jam 2009. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6lMEec6ZC4&amp;amp;hl=de_DE&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6lMEec6ZC4&amp;amp;hl=de_DE&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-3486263985476151855?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/3486263985476151855/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/11/pleasure-jam-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3486263985476151855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3486263985476151855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/11/pleasure-jam-2009.html' title='Pleasure Jam 2009'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-8569004815398550954</id><published>2009-10-17T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:32:17.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First snow and incomings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Monday 12.10.2009, we got some first snow in Austria!! I'm so happy about this! The incoming students are also very excited, especially those who come from tropical countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNWOwwQrI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bgLFJEmg6hI/s1600-h/FirstSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNWOwwQrI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bgLFJEmg6hI/s320/FirstSnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393497441812103858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNR9L6ASI/AAAAAAAAAU4/o4vLrtOenN4/s1600-h/FirstSnow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNR9L6ASI/AAAAAAAAAU4/o4vLrtOenN4/s320/FirstSnow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393497368374673698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday night, Tom played in Down Under in Innsbruck. He's a great musician and we often go out to hear him play. Some of the incomings were there as well, which resulted in some great partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNNngGiFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Ex8CgNQKchU/s1600-h/DownUnder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNNngGiFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Ex8CgNQKchU/s320/DownUnder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393497293834324050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNEhsYjxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KTZ2J5g9xsc/s1600-h/Incomings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNEhsYjxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KTZ2J5g9xsc/s320/Incomings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393497137656401682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left to right; Heini, Milka, Olga and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-8569004815398550954?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/8569004815398550954/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-snow-and-incomings.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8569004815398550954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8569004815398550954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-snow-and-incomings.html' title='First snow and incomings'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StmNWOwwQrI/AAAAAAAAAVA/bgLFJEmg6hI/s72-c/FirstSnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5002027893601142704</id><published>2009-10-13T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:17:28.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, it's been a while!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I didn't realize that it has been that long since my last blog entry! Well, a lot has happened! About 3 weeks ago, my friend Lukas finished his job as an alpine herdsman and since his dad couldn't pick him up immediately, he stayed at our place for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;The day after he left, my parents-in-law arrived to spend their 2-week-holiday with us. We spent a long weekend in Budapest with them, which was just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBTer-E4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-hCX4iyaVME/s1600-h/budapest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBTer-E4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-hCX4iyaVME/s320/budapest2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392147194268488578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBKDE9vbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2szN1Xv2-Yc/s1600-h/budapest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBKDE9vbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2szN1Xv2-Yc/s320/budapest1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392147032238308786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBG_PUBNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dZpfCtNaQDY/s1600-h/budapest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBG_PUBNI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dZpfCtNaQDY/s320/budapest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392146979668362450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157622453801791/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures of our weekend in Budapest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, the courses at the MCI started again. This is so going to be my semester; no math, no statistics, not too much IT-stuff, but a lot of marketing and other creative subjects!! :-D The twist in this semester is that we've had an exam in pretty much every course -- meaning, exams on a daily basis. The big plus is that all the courses are in English, which is a lot more relaxed for me.  Furthermore, we have 20 incomings in our courses now, which I really enjoy a lot. They came from Siberia, Finnland, Sweden, Slovenia, Argentina, Brasil, the Philippines, China, etc. I love learning more about all their cultures!!&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, my parents-in-law went home again. We had a great time with them, but I was really happy that I got my privacy back after having visitors for 2,5 weeks. I really need my privacy and my peace and quiet; living in our apartment with 4 people means zero privacy and a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;So, life is back to normal again; my holiday is over, university has started again, getting up early is a must and my love and me have our lovenest for ourselves again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5002027893601142704?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5002027893601142704/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5002027893601142704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5002027893601142704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow, it&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/StTBTer-E4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-hCX4iyaVME/s72-c/budapest2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5866037430198749345</id><published>2009-09-29T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T03:38:13.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Holland: The Final Days</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been back home in Austria for almost two weeks now, but I thought it would be nice to complete my diary about my trip to Holland. After visiting Antwerpen and relaxing in the jacuzzi with my best friend, I spent a couple of days with my grandparents. My grandma Nora and I had to stick to the tradition of shopping together! We've had this tradition since I was about three years old and we really love it! My grandma introduced an extra to the tradition a couple of years ago; buying me a sexy bra! This is the most important part of the tradition, according to her.&lt;br /&gt;This year, we extended the traditional shopping to three days :-D. On the first day, we went to a Marlies Dekkers (a famous Dutch lingerie designer) store to complete the first part of the tradition. We both succeeded!&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of shopping, we spent a day in Breda. I really think Breda is a great city for shopping! We came home with many, many, many bags full of new clothes. By the way, my grandma really knows EVERYTHING about fashion, next seasons cuts, colors, materials, trends, etc.&lt;br /&gt;The third day of shopping was the day of my dads birthday party. After spending hours in the kitchen to prepare a lovely dinner for the +- 40 guests, my grandma and I went to town with the excuse of buying some extra cola. We bought cola....but spent the rest of the day shopping and drinking coffee together! At night, the guests arrived. It was really nice, since I got to talk to people I hadn't seen in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went to a rollercoaster park with my dad. We are both adrenaline junkies, so we were really excited about this day-trip! It was a day of 5 hours non-stop rollercoaster-riding!&lt;br /&gt;This is my dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHe1u_F7pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GDGQ-sTq9FY/s1600-h/JP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHe1u_F7pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GDGQ-sTq9FY/s320/JP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831644038917778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is our favourite 'rollercoaster':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHex3nsTdI/AAAAAAAAATI/lg3v-jjFoOQ/s1600-h/Rollercoaster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHex3nsTdI/AAAAAAAAATI/lg3v-jjFoOQ/s320/Rollercoaster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831577637211602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this rollercoaster really is extreme!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHeucBB1RI/AAAAAAAAATA/8tKjyIY4Pgg/s1600-h/Rollercoaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHeucBB1RI/AAAAAAAAATA/8tKjyIY4Pgg/s320/Rollercoaster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831518687679762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent the last days of my holiday with my best friend Mark and his family. Marks dad is my dads best friend and therefore, Mark and I have been best friends since we were stil wearing diapers. I really enjoyed spending time with them, since they are like family to me.&lt;br /&gt;This is Mark:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHepKVayKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yRlJAaTFexc/s1600-h/Mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHepKVayKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yRlJAaTFexc/s320/Mark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831428042016930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now some impressions of the final hours in Holland. These pictures were taken at Schiphol Airport right before I boarded the plane.&lt;br /&gt;This is the sweetest girl in the world, my best friend Gabrielle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHelTwrUpI/AAAAAAAAASw/3Ws4XxKr4Dg/s1600-h/Gabs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHelTwrUpI/AAAAAAAAASw/3Ws4XxKr4Dg/s320/Gabs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831361852789394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my lovely mom Louisan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHeh4D0NBI/AAAAAAAAASo/uVwPZIAiL-0/s1600-h/Mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHeh4D0NBI/AAAAAAAAASo/uVwPZIAiL-0/s320/Mama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831302877262866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is my grandma Ukkepuk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHed5u70WI/AAAAAAAAASg/PPnTW3QC12M/s1600-h/OmaUk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHed5u70WI/AAAAAAAAASg/PPnTW3QC12M/s320/OmaUk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386831234607075682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My flight to Austria was OK. I really had to get used to Austria again; it's beautiful, but so different to Holland. I love both countries, since they are beautiful in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, my dad called to tell me that one of our dogs, Mo, had passed away. Although I feel deeply sad about this, I do think it was the right thing to happen, since she was really old and in a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this was my trip to Holland! I'm planning my next trip to Holland already; I need to have a surgery done in January and my 'long-time' docter will do this. I'm not looking forward to the surgery, but I can't wait to see the result!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5866037430198749345?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5866037430198749345/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-holland-final-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5866037430198749345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5866037430198749345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-holland-final-days.html' title='Update Holland: The Final Days'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SsHe1u_F7pI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GDGQ-sTq9FY/s72-c/JP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1384428599795045851</id><published>2009-09-09T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:39:15.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 18 - 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Day 18 on, I'm spending a week at my dads in Baarle-Nassau. Here are some first impressions!&lt;br /&gt;Our dog 'Mo'. She is 12 years old and not feeling too well at the moment :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicyJ-OddI/AAAAAAAAASY/OchN0htqUB8/s1600-h/Holland151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicyJ-OddI/AAAAAAAAASY/OchN0htqUB8/s320/Holland151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379722140378363346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Boris, 11 years of age. He has a brain tumor on the (for the viewer) right side of his head :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqictiiY2hI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3nrePG1YFGE/s1600-h/Holland152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqictiiY2hI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3nrePG1YFGE/s320/Holland152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379722061073144338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Boris being extremely lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqicppc7IZI/AAAAAAAAASI/z4-Gbr60Roc/s1600-h/Holland153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqicppc7IZI/AAAAAAAAASI/z4-Gbr60Roc/s320/Holland153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721994209796498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Mo, putting on her cutest face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqick4c1DQI/AAAAAAAAASA/JCu4FUAvt8c/s1600-h/Holland154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqick4c1DQI/AAAAAAAAASA/JCu4FUAvt8c/s320/Holland154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721912336583938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my dad J-P and his wife Willeke. This picture was taking while we were having lunch in a very nice lunchroom called 'Berlin' in Antwerpen. We visited Antwerpen for some extreme shopping! I found so many beautiful clothes there! I would love to visit Antwerpen again really soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqicgt4JZgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jYAXikHEdyY/s1600-h/Holland156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sqicgt4JZgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jYAXikHEdyY/s320/Holland156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721840778896898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was my lunch. This was by far the best lunch I've had in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqiccrtKbPI/AAAAAAAAARw/FQNhy8Y8ngQ/s1600-h/Holland157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqiccrtKbPI/AAAAAAAAARw/FQNhy8Y8ngQ/s320/Holland157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721771476479218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are some interesting houses in Antwerpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicYCUucWI/AAAAAAAAARo/O6s_CrLBib4/s1600-h/Holland158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicYCUucWI/AAAAAAAAARo/O6s_CrLBib4/s320/Holland158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721691648651618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend Gabrielle visited me in Baarle-Nassau and we spent a day relaxing in my dads beautiful bathroom, which has a large jacuzzi in it as you can see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicTQOhAGI/AAAAAAAAARg/VXVGHui6hwc/s1600-h/Holland160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicTQOhAGI/AAAAAAAAARg/VXVGHui6hwc/s320/Holland160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721609481355362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we drank Mojitos while relaxing in the jacuzzi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicMlSGyiI/AAAAAAAAARY/bIF6ctbVfis/s1600-h/Holland159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicMlSGyiI/AAAAAAAAARY/bIF6ctbVfis/s320/Holland159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379721494874475042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably tell, I'm having great fun in Holland! Unfortunately, I'm flying home to beautiful Tyrol in less than a week! This month is going by way to fast! But, untill then, there's enough fun stuff to do here!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1384428599795045851?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1384428599795045851/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/holland-day-18-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1384428599795045851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1384428599795045851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/holland-day-18-21.html' title='Holland: Day 18 - 21'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqicyJ-OddI/AAAAAAAAASY/OchN0htqUB8/s72-c/Holland151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-116334456362730462</id><published>2009-09-04T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:19:41.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 15, 16 &amp; 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Wednesday (Day 15), my mom had a day off from work so we decided to go to the gym for a nice work-out. We have been eating a lot of delicious foods you can only get in Holland and so it was  about time to get some body work done ;-P.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my mom and sister!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH8nMDpgKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6iOLhepT0w8/s1600-h/Holland121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH8nMDpgKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6iOLhepT0w8/s320/Holland121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857180238708898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Day 15, I also went to the movies with my sister Annabel. We went to see 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince', which was really nice. Although I must confess that I enjoyed my caramel popcorn more than the movie. I had expected a little more action! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Day 16, my grand ma 'Oma Ukkepuk' came over for dinner. We ordered Chinese food from a local restaurant. Especially my grand ma and me really much enjoy eating Dutch Chinese food. After dinner, my sister and I went upstairs for a girls only movie/beauty night. I also gave my sister her birthday present: an iPod Nano. She was really thrilled to get an iPod and she couldn't believe what she saw when she opened her present!&lt;br /&gt;We still are the two prettiest girls in town, even when looking like this!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH-G27gwzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pXCqcKnIyt4/s1600-h/Holland122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH-G27gwzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pXCqcKnIyt4/s320/Holland122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377858823834878770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Day 17, it was time to leave Haarlem and go to Baarle-Nassau, where my dad lives. It was quite a journey, since I had a lot of heavy bags and our car had broken down on Tuesday :-(. Luckily, my grand ma 'Ukkepuk' was driving to Berkenwoude, which is about 35km from Zwijndrecht, where my dad works. My grand ma allowed me to drive her car!! :-O I really didn't think she'd let me drive! In Berkenwoude, I went to my grand dad (my grand ma's ex-husband) 'Opa Cees'. We went to visit his sister 'Tante Jola' in Kralingen (Rotterdam) and we had a wonderful afternoon together.&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of 'Opa Cees' and 'Tante Jola'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH_yixWJUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xVvL6vNTNds/s1600-h/Holland125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH_yixWJUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xVvL6vNTNds/s320/Holland125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377860673849402690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My grand dad had found an album with pictures of his and my grand ma 'Ukkepuk's wedding day. I was stunned by these beautiful pictures! My grand ma's wedding dress was just a dream! They married in 1958 (if I recall correctly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIAflI3S8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/E-X8ZP303Ig/s1600-h/Holland124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIAflI3S8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/E-X8ZP303Ig/s320/Holland124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377861447579028418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIAbuAw8nI/AAAAAAAAAQo/m3-f_tatYtw/s1600-h/Holland123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIAbuAw8nI/AAAAAAAAAQo/m3-f_tatYtw/s320/Holland123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377861381241500274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After enjoying the wedding pictures, it was time for me to head to Zwijndrecht, where my dad would pick me up. I went from Krimpen aan den IJssel (near Rotterdam) to Zwijndrecht by Fast Ferry (Water Bus). It was a beautiful journey and I enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;This is the Water Bus Bus Stop in Zwijndrecht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBRR6CCBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3qI8-e80xn4/s1600-h/Holland128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBRR6CCBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3qI8-e80xn4/s320/Holland128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377862301410002962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the Fast Ferry (Water Bus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBYXE7ZkI/AAAAAAAAARA/-NxUyRFNu5g/s1600-h/Holland129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBYXE7ZkI/AAAAAAAAARA/-NxUyRFNu5g/s320/Holland129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377862423056967234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this is inside the Fast Ferry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBftH9haI/AAAAAAAAARI/QxcnA6RH024/s1600-h/Holland126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBftH9haI/AAAAAAAAARI/QxcnA6RH024/s320/Holland126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377862549234353570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And who couldn't love Holland after seeing a picture like this?! Only imagine living there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBl2I56iI/AAAAAAAAARQ/4A0JnsQFMTw/s1600-h/Holland127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqIBl2I56iI/AAAAAAAAARQ/4A0JnsQFMTw/s320/Holland127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377862654733445666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Around dinner time, I finally arrived in Baarle-Nassau. My dad, his wife Willeke and I went to have dinner in a traditional pancake restaurant. It was delicious! After dinner, we went home to just relax and watch TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-116334456362730462?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/116334456362730462/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/holland-day-15-16-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/116334456362730462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/116334456362730462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/09/holland-day-15-16-17.html' title='Holland: Day 15, 16 &amp; 17'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SqH8nMDpgKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6iOLhepT0w8/s72-c/Holland121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7360874757353468144</id><published>2009-08-31T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:43:44.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 12 &amp; 13 &amp; 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a quick message from Holland. I'm feeling rather ill at the moment; my allergies + Dutch food =  a very bad idea. Here are some pictures from Saturday, Sunday and Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, Party night!! Starting at Dance School Schröder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXyKqA6TI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ur6WMJrfc4E/s1600-h/img_1251626271_346_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXyKqA6TI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ur6WMJrfc4E/s320/img_1251626271_346_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376198205795002674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then, going to a 90s party @ Patronaat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXoffu29I/AAAAAAAAAQA/w8ZJ8WZ54Qc/s1600-h/holland100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXoffu29I/AAAAAAAAAQA/w8ZJ8WZ54Qc/s320/holland100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376198039590329298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXh9BWDrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jMuxX2niH1c/s1600-h/holland102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXh9BWDrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jMuxX2niH1c/s320/holland102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197927256854194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday morning. My grand dad and I were going to Rotterdam by Fast Ferry. This is my grand dad Cees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXaNwKiYI/AAAAAAAAAPw/C4h80WNmyoM/s1600-h/holland105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXaNwKiYI/AAAAAAAAAPw/C4h80WNmyoM/s320/holland105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197794309245314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the Fast Ferry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXVYu5VgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/evsEHwTww9E/s1600-h/holland106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXVYu5VgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/evsEHwTww9E/s320/holland106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197711357367810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is me, in the Fast Ferry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXOBgK1gI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QP45ij2oVwc/s1600-h/holland107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXOBgK1gI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QP45ij2oVwc/s320/holland107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197584862500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De Zwaan (The Swan) @ Rotterdam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXFR4GN2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/7rlCCbPwIxA/s1600-h/holland110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXFR4GN2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/7rlCCbPwIxA/s320/holland110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197434639005538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grand dad and me having coffee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwW-1f3nyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/xtyGV5NSGLQ/s1600-h/holland111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwW-1f3nyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/xtyGV5NSGLQ/s320/holland111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197323941977890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'Groot Handelsgebouw' @ Rotterdam, designed by my great grand dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwW4Bq3B7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/QUsUeTDCBW8/s1600-h/holland112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwW4Bq3B7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/QUsUeTDCBW8/s320/holland112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197206950217650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dutch Bicycle Parking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWw6vdxgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CFWTdbcUI6o/s1600-h/holland114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWw6vdxgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CFWTdbcUI6o/s320/holland114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197084831401474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'Grote Markt' (Big Market) @ Haarlem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWO6DIwQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sBQAf3dslxk/s1600-h/holland115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWO6DIwQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sBQAf3dslxk/s320/holland115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196500529922306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWI6aFeFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Z43U5tP-nMI/s1600-h/holland116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwWI6aFeFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Z43U5tP-nMI/s320/holland116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376196397546960978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7360874757353468144?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7360874757353468144/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-12-13-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7360874757353468144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7360874757353468144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-12-13-14.html' title='Holland: Day 12 &amp; 13 &amp; 14'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpwXyKqA6TI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ur6WMJrfc4E/s72-c/img_1251626271_346_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4399555276874053328</id><published>2009-08-29T01:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:50:01.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 10 &amp; our 3,5 cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I spent a day with my aunt Jacqueline. We really get along great and so it was no wonder that we had a fantastic day together! After drinking coffee at her house, we decided to go to her garden, which is 5km away from her place. The weather was soso, but it was just lovely to be outdoors and enjoy nature. She grows various vegetables in her garden, although she hasn't got a clue about gardening. We had some much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjn6KXPPUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJcO5Y7x9Uc/s1600-h/Holland94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjn6KXPPUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJcO5Y7x9Uc/s320/Holland94.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375301141666938178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjn0SZqptI/AAAAAAAAAOY/njceb8kUNYs/s1600-h/Holland95.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjn0SZqptI/AAAAAAAAAOY/njceb8kUNYs/s320/Holland95.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375301040745391826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I did something unbelievable! I've always wanted to be able to do my hair like this (see picture below), but I never succeeded. Today, I just woke up and decided that I was capable of doing this. And it worked!! :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnvcuHFNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/x-mCqze2cX4/s1600-h/Holland93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnvcuHFNI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/x-mCqze2cX4/s320/Holland93.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300957616149714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now, I would like to introduce you to our 3,5 cats! Christian, who is visiting, is allergic to cats, which is really sad, because they are all very sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cat number 1&lt;br /&gt;This is my cat, Tweety, and she really is the sweetest of them all! She is now 14 years old and her favourite activity is being cuddled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnpQbxquI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x7N-rupJj4A/s1600-h/Holland81.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnpQbxquI/AAAAAAAAAOI/x7N-rupJj4A/s320/Holland81.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300851238808290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cat number 2&lt;br /&gt;This is my mom's cat, Karel, and she is Tweety's sister. Karel is very sweet, but basically scared of everything. After 14 years, she still enjoys chasing her own tail (which is kind of sad if you think of it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnlZU-v8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/RJUlAbeW6co/s1600-h/Holland91.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjnlZU-v8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/RJUlAbeW6co/s320/Holland91.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300784906747842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cat number 3&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister's cat, JayJay, and she is just one year old. She is very naughty and she likes to bother us all the time. When cuddling her, she likes to bite your fingers and put her nails in your hands. It really is tough love with this cat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjng2OoQsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/W9QliGmKqCQ/s1600-h/Holland87.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjng2OoQsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/W9QliGmKqCQ/s320/Holland87.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300706765390530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cat number 0,5&lt;br /&gt;This is our downstairs neighbour's cat, Sok (Sock). She feels really lonely, since our neighbour hardly ever spends time at home. Sok likes to play with our cats and steal their food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjncGbiGeI/AAAAAAAAANw/DMKaDmTsoco/s1600-h/Holland92.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpjncGbiGeI/AAAAAAAAANw/DMKaDmTsoco/s320/Holland92.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300625215134178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4399555276874053328?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4399555276874053328/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-11-our-35-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4399555276874053328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4399555276874053328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-11-our-35-cats.html' title='Holland: Day 10 &amp; our 3,5 cats'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Spjn6KXPPUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yJcO5Y7x9Uc/s72-c/Holland94.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7191912844923674367</id><published>2009-08-27T04:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T05:18:59.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to an exhibition in the Hermitage in Amsterdam with my best friend Gabrielle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0-j_pxSI/AAAAAAAAANg/K2DVHj88CRc/s1600-h/Holland82.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0-j_pxSI/AAAAAAAAANg/K2DVHj88CRc/s320/Holland82.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611823476196642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the train station, a man sat next to me and he decided it would be fun to feed the pigeons. Everyone who knows me, knows that I am scared to death of pigeons!! The man noticed and asked 'Are you afraid of pigeons?', to which I replied 'Yes, very much!'. What does he do? He just kept feeding the pigeons and getting them closer and closer to me and telling me how wonderful pigeons are! It was horror! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0659ZZLI/AAAAAAAAANY/KKsVkPmhTLE/s1600-h/Holland86.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0659ZZLI/AAAAAAAAANY/KKsVkPmhTLE/s320/Holland86.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611760652838066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But luckily, it wasn't long before I met my best friend Gabrielle on the train and we headed to Amsterdam. We didn't know where the Hermitage was (it opened June 2009), so we asked some cute guys at the Tuschinski. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ02ZXN9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NaNY9u1gNHo/s1600-h/Holland83.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ02ZXN9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NaNY9u1gNHo/s320/Holland83.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611683183293442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once we got to the Hermitage, we learned how popular the exhibition was! Just take a look at this 'small' line to get the entrance tickets! But, Dutch people are really great when standing in line! We joke around and give out sweets; always a good time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ1J6TIIDI/AAAAAAAAANo/zB60x9Z89YI/s1600-h/hermitage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ1J6TIIDI/AAAAAAAAANo/zB60x9Z89YI/s320/hermitage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374612018442018866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We enjoyed the beautiful exhibition 'At the Russian Court' very much. They displayed dresses and shoes and hats and armery and and and. It was amazing! It took us over 2 hours to see everything and we didn't even take the audiotour! I can highly recommend this exhibition to everyone, but please plan at least 3 hours for it and put on something warm, since it is rather cold inside (imitating the russian climate??).  http://www.hermitage.nl/en/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0w0QhAoI/AAAAAAAAANI/IHFScVw-51s/s1600-h/Holland84.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0w0QhAoI/AAAAAAAAANI/IHFScVw-51s/s320/Holland84.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611587323724418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After visiting the Hermitage, we went on our way to Christian's work. He agreed to drive us home at the end of the day. Again, we didn't have a clue where to go, but we managed just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0sxED9xI/AAAAAAAAANA/0_0AR_JyawY/s1600-h/Holland85.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0sxED9xI/AAAAAAAAANA/0_0AR_JyawY/s320/Holland85.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611517746706194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On our way, we found The Royal Theatre Carré by accident! It was amazing to see and the current show 'Cirque Stiletto' should be wonderful. Well, at least we now know where this magical place is! http://www.theatercarre.nl/site/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Following, you'll find the result of some sweet shopping!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0niLQanI/AAAAAAAAAM4/s-nWhQvx9eo/s1600-h/Holland88.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0niLQanI/AAAAAAAAAM4/s-nWhQvx9eo/s320/Holland88.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611427851004530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0jn7gK5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ydOq_6igjYw/s1600-h/Holland89.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0jn7gK5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ydOq_6igjYw/s320/Holland89.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611360676064146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0fRlpQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/YiGb9S6LNOk/s1600-h/Holland71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0fRlpQ5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/YiGb9S6LNOk/s320/Holland71.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611285959328658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0bxENdVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eCTBWIyCSSs/s1600-h/Holland72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0bxENdVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/eCTBWIyCSSs/s320/Holland72.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611225689552210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0XXyk8YI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YiliqDzHBYA/s1600-h/Holland73.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0XXyk8YI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YiliqDzHBYA/s320/Holland73.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374611150185230722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7191912844923674367?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7191912844923674367/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7191912844923674367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7191912844923674367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-8.html' title='Holland: Day 8'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpZ0-j_pxSI/AAAAAAAAANg/K2DVHj88CRc/s72-c/Holland82.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-882195463672200966</id><published>2009-08-23T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T08:11:43.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was a beautiful day to just chill at the beach. Weather: ca. 28°C in the sun with a nice breeze. The ocean was amazing today as well! And just so you know: this beach is 7km from my moms house away :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFbG5LX1cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1rvfavTakLk/s1600-h/Holland31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFbG5LX1cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1rvfavTakLk/s320/Holland31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373176004415575490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFa52MQa0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GJfXKBgJK5Q/s1600-h/Holland33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFa52MQa0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/GJfXKBgJK5Q/s320/Holland33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373175780275678018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother Daan and my sister Annabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFa2doS0iI/AAAAAAAAALw/ngDJnAUK7jw/s1600-h/Holland34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFa2doS0iI/AAAAAAAAALw/ngDJnAUK7jw/s320/Holland34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373175722142781986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister Annabel, my stepdad Bert and my brothers Thijs (l.) and Daan (r.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFazPuxycI/AAAAAAAAALo/XdBLQfPjxho/s1600-h/Holland35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFazPuxycI/AAAAAAAAALo/XdBLQfPjxho/s320/Holland35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373175666872273346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I was there too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFaro5SXeI/AAAAAAAAALY/hxwN5Cg6Xx0/s1600-h/Holland37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFaro5SXeI/AAAAAAAAALY/hxwN5Cg6Xx0/s320/Holland37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373175536188284386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-882195463672200966?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/882195463672200966/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/882195463672200966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/882195463672200966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-5.html' title='Holland: Day 5'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpFbG5LX1cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1rvfavTakLk/s72-c/Holland31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-8831348899646125383</id><published>2009-08-22T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:47:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 3 &amp; 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some impressions about my holiday in Holland. I am currently visiting my family in Haarlem. I'm so busy that I find it hard to find time to write a story about my life right now. But, as they say, a picture says more than a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkjX_da3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/PF455SV-pBU/s1600-h/Holland21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkjX_da3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/PF455SV-pBU/s320/Holland21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372904914351385458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took this pic in the 'Men at Work' store in Haarlem. The sign in the dressing room says (point 4): 'No sex in the dressing room!'. According to my 12-year-old sister, it's a big trend among 15-year-olds to have sex in dressing rooms. Very concerning if you ask me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBk0_gYDsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gXqXPMLw0U0/s1600-h/Holland22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBk0_gYDsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gXqXPMLw0U0/s320/Holland22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372905217016204994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Found this 'you-just-got-married-surprise' on my way into the city. I feel kind of sorry for the owner, although it could protect the car from scratches in the narrow streets of Haarlem. It's just hard to get into the car, hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkuDpxhwI/AAAAAAAAALI/pH1TWApqnIk/s1600-h/Holland23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkuDpxhwI/AAAAAAAAALI/pH1TWApqnIk/s320/Holland23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372905097870280450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Concert of 'Tommy Tornado' at Haarlem Jazz on Saturday 22.08.09. Really great music; I can highly recommend it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkqtNfFUI/AAAAAAAAALA/2Ok3Qo8dXYY/s1600-h/Holland24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkqtNfFUI/AAAAAAAAALA/2Ok3Qo8dXYY/s320/Holland24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372905040306443586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christian (right) is a friend from Austria who's visiting me at the moment. Daan (left) is my 19-year-old brother. I have another brother, Thijs, who is 17 years of age. He couldn't make it to Haarlem Jazz due to a date with his beautiful girlfriend Felicia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBknZ26-MI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kthPX2Z95uw/s1600-h/Holland25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBknZ26-MI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kthPX2Z95uw/s320/Holland25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372904983571921090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And finally, the two prettiest girls in town! My amazing 12-year-old sister Annabel and me! We love spending time together!! She's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-8831348899646125383?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/8831348899646125383/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-3-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8831348899646125383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8831348899646125383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-3-4.html' title='Holland: Day 3 &amp; 4'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SpBkjX_da3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/PF455SV-pBU/s72-c/Holland21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7303442929370910706</id><published>2009-08-20T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:35:53.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holland: Day 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2H7Hf58CI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hLoEJ0J4Kv4/s1600-h/Holland1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2H7Hf58CI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hLoEJ0J4Kv4/s200/Holland1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099380217770018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2IkSiCeOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7pFpnoDGv-s/s1600-h/Holland2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2IkSiCeOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7pFpnoDGv-s/s200/Holland2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372100087554144482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2IKflPzjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/G55sIEepbzY/s200/Holland9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099644380663346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2IFqbPWcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mtjyuUIFAN0/s1600-h/Holland10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2IFqbPWcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mtjyuUIFAN0/s200/Holland10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099561392134594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2ICRvqdKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xjML6jfNxhg/s1600-h/Holland11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2ICRvqdKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xjML6jfNxhg/s200/Holland11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099503227303074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2H_L6-x9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/yes98lMr5fc/s1600-h/Holland12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2H_L6-x9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/yes98lMr5fc/s200/Holland12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099450124552146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7303442929370910706?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7303442929370910706/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-1-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7303442929370910706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7303442929370910706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/holland-day-1-2.html' title='Holland: Day 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/So2H7Hf58CI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hLoEJ0J4Kv4/s72-c/Holland1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5265810208782116967</id><published>2009-08-17T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:10:45.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the big day!! Today, I am flying home to Holland! I must confess that I feel a bit melancholic about not seeing my boyfriend, my friends here and ofcourse beautiful Tyrol for 4 weeks. But, on the other hand, I feel really excited and I got up at 6 in the morning to do things, although I already did everything yesterday! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Soo3VIjrizI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tUgsHiU0jBE/s1600-h/aircrash-seat-illo-0807.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Soo3VIjrizI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tUgsHiU0jBE/s200/aircrash-seat-illo-0807.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371166341806656306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I turned on my laptop in the morning (it died 3 times today before really starting -- I really need a new laptop...) I found an email from KLM in my mailbox. They sent me an email to remind me about online check-in, including a direct link. Checking-in with KLM is só easy! I really need to give them a big compliment for this, since I have never before received an email like this (and I fly quite a lot). Anyway, the nicest thing about it was that I could pick my seat. They automatically put me on seat 8F, which is pretty much on the front of the plane. I once heard something about seating and surviving a plane crash and so I decided to look it up. I found a nice article which you can read &lt;a href="http://www.popularmechanics.com/science/air_space/4219452.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. After reading it, I decided it would be better to get a seat in the back of the plane, or anyway as far back as possible. I got a seat 25F now, right on top of the wing. Not the best position, but it was the best vacant seat they had.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm writing this entry in the morning, I will be telling you my plans for the next couple of  (internet-free) days. Today, I will be getting completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ready for my trip (showering, shaving my legs, etc.) and will get on the train around 2.30 pm. I will arrive at Munich Airport around 5 pm and then it's time for some loooong waiting. My plane will take off around 8.30 pm and I will arrive in Amsterdam around 10.15 pm. Then, I will get on a train to Den Haag (The Hague), where my mom will pick me up. She is camping near the beach with my sister at the moment. We will be camping and relaxing on the beach for 2 days and then drive home to Haarlem, where I will stay about 2,5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me a good trip and I'll write to you again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5265810208782116967?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5265810208782116967/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/180809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5265810208782116967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5265810208782116967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/180809.html' title='18.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Soo3VIjrizI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tUgsHiU0jBE/s72-c/aircrash-seat-illo-0807.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6684713139796407927</id><published>2009-08-17T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:45:34.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got up really early today to get ready for my trip to Holland. Since my stay will be one week shorter as planned, I unpacked some items and checked if I had everything I'll be going to need the next 4 weeks. I really do hope that my bag will weigh less than 20kg!!&lt;br /&gt;I went grocery shopping twice today, just to make sure that my boyfriend has enough to eat when I'm away. I then updated my website and uploaded some Vienna-pics to Facebook and Flickr. Then, I had to get my laptop ready for the trip; making back-ups, moving music, movies and pictures to my desktop, putting them in iTunes and on my iPod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SooxQCe0UvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hXBaZ2oO9PQ/s1600-h/apple-ipod-nano-farben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SooxQCe0UvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hXBaZ2oO9PQ/s200/apple-ipod-nano-farben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371159657206534898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I can tell you a secret here and now, since my little sister is camping at the moment and doesn't have internet 'till Friday. I got my little sister Annabel, 12, an iPod Nano. She'll be attending highschool from next week on and she'll be entering at the highest possible dutch level, called Gymnasium.  I'm really proud of her and since I won't be there to celebrate her birthday in November, I thought it would be nice to get her a special gift now. I got her the silver iPod Nano and I own the black one. I really love this iPod, because it's small, but you can still play movies on it.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the afternoon, everything was ready and packed for my trip (exept for the things I'm going to need tomorrow morning) and my boyfriend got home early from work. I prepared us a lovely dinner and we decided to just relax the rest of the evening (since we were both very tired from our weekend trip to Vienna). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6684713139796407927?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6684713139796407927/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/170809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6684713139796407927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6684713139796407927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/170809.html' title='17.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SooxQCe0UvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hXBaZ2oO9PQ/s72-c/apple-ipod-nano-farben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-9046153434884012446</id><published>2009-08-16T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:24:49.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 14.08.09 - 16.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.08.09 was my last day at work. I went to work feeling really motivated and happy. I've been looking forward to my holiday for a long time now. At work, I first assisted Sebastian in helping his mom and sister make a birthday cake for their granddad. After this, we went to Hofer (supermarket) to buy some dog biscuits. Sebastian had been 'talking' (he only speaks sign language) about buying dog biscuits for dog Lela for the last 3 days. He was very happy about finally getting what he wanted. Then, it was time for lunch. He normally only accepts his mom feeding him and even tough we tried me feeding him for the last 3 weeks, he always pushed me away. Today, he let me feed him without arguing or getting mad. It really went without problems and his mom and I were both very pleased and surprised. After lunch, we went to the riding stables again to feed the horses apples and carrots. The weather really was amazing; about 30°C! At 3pm, my shift was over and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home, I had a not-so-nice surprise: my flight from Vienna to Amsterdam had been cancelled due to payment issues. ****!!! I still had a hundred things today before going on holiday and now I had to book a new flight instead! After hours of searching for something affordable, I finally found a KLM-flight from Munich to Amsterdam. Even tough this meant that I would have 1 week less with my family, it really was the best offer out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SokDjfxaZiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XNox3635sh8/s1600-h/CIMG5661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SokDjfxaZiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XNox3635sh8/s200/CIMG5661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370827938975082018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday morning, my boyfriend and I got on the train to Vienna. We had booked the weekend to Vienna already and even tough my plans had changed a bit, we decided to just enjoy the weekend together. I  had booked a double room ensuite in the Wombat Hostel (location: The Lounge), which really was amazing and good! I can highly recommend this hostel to everyone! In Vienna, we visited the Sisi Museum, the St. Michaels church, the Stephansdom, the Augustiner church, the Hofburg (Royal Palace), the Museum Quartier, the Danube Island and the Prater. We really had a great time! On Sunday, we met our friend Martin and his girlfriend Sabrina in the MuseumsQuartier and we had dinner with them, before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home again, I read on the SkyEurope website that they rescheduled the flights to Bratislava instead. Well, nothing I can do now. I can't make it to Vienna or Bratislava in time now and on top of that, they don't even have a solution for my return flight yet. I'm still going to fly with KLM on Tuesday and will ask my money back from SkyEurope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157622061734032/" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my Vienna pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-9046153434884012446?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/9046153434884012446/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-140809-160809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9046153434884012446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9046153434884012446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-140809-160809.html' title='Update 14.08.09 - 16.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SokDjfxaZiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XNox3635sh8/s72-c/CIMG5661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6949720613762007665</id><published>2009-08-13T00:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:42:25.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I decided to get up very early and take the train to Innsbruck. Normally, I meet my friend Christian on the train and when we do so, we have coffee together in Jenbach. Unfortunately, he wasn't there today, but my other friend, Stefan, was. Stefan is an architect, who likes to spend his spare time competing at medieval knights festivals and studying the medieval times. He is always full of stories and I very much enjoy listening to him. We had coffee in Jenbach, before getting on the train to Innsbruck. In Innsbruck, I went to university to get my list with last semesters grades (which were very very good! :-D) and went shopping afterwards. I met an old friend of mine this weekend and he told me that his skate- and snowboardshop had just been renovated and that I should really come and check it out. So I did today. The shop (MoreBoards, Anichstraße, Innsbruck) really looked amazing! They created so much extra space and light! After visiting MoreBoards, I noticed that my favourite lingerie shop was opening a new story today on the corner Anichstraße/Maria-Theresien-Straße and I just had to check it out!!! They used to have a small shop in the Rathausgallerien, which is about 5min away from their new location. But this new shop is just paradise! I tried some very nice things on and bought an aqua strapless top in the end. Then I went to H&amp;amp;M to buy some socks for my boyfriend and then went to the train station to take the train to work.&lt;br /&gt;Time went by extremely fast today; unbelievable! We went grocery shopping and visited some other stores as well. It is unbelievable how much time and effort it takes to go grocery shopping with a disabled child with you. You really need two grown-ups to do it! I must say that I got even more respect for Sebastians mom today, since she is doing an amazing job! By the end of the day, Sebastian got tired and started doing things he's not allowed to do. So, the day ended with some drama, although the entire day was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SoPDmih9EeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tPFPZ4JpEoE/s1600-h/DSCF0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SoPDmih9EeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tPFPZ4JpEoE/s320/DSCF0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369350247627428322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the evening, my boyfriend and I went to an open air cinema, which was right in front of our house.  We watched 'Slumdog Millionaire', which really is an amazing and beautiful movie. We got very lucky concerning the weather, since we got a beautiful starbright night. Where the X is on the picture above is where I live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SoPDt-GtA_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wqlBo6WJ8Uk/s1600-h/DSCF0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SoPDt-GtA_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/wqlBo6WJ8Uk/s320/DSCF0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369350375288407026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6949720613762007665?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6949720613762007665/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/120809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6949720613762007665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6949720613762007665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/120809.html' title='12.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SoPDmih9EeI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tPFPZ4JpEoE/s72-c/DSCF0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1178853914674009474</id><published>2009-08-12T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:07:37.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was a really sporty day. I woke up feeling like going to work by bike and since the weather was amazing, I decided to do so. I took the train 1 hour earlier than normal and I got off 3 stops early. I didn't have a clue how long it would take to bike from Pill-Vomperbach to Wattens and I still had to be at work in time. It took me 45min to get to Wattens, which meant that I got to work 30min early. Sebastian's mom was very pleased that I started a bit earlier, since she had a lot of work to do. Sebastian was very demanding and stubborn today. His mom told me that he hadn't been sleeping well the last couple of nights, so I decided to make him exta-tired today! After work, I got off the train in Stans bei Schwaz and went home by bike from there. I made a quick stop at the gym for some weighttraining and to take a shower. In the end, I biked 30km today! But, this didn't mean that I slept well - the adrenaline rush kept me awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1178853914674009474?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1178853914674009474/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/110809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1178853914674009474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1178853914674009474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/110809.html' title='11.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6303207187428890458</id><published>2009-08-10T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:19:05.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday. Today, I had to start working at 1 p.m., which was really nice. Especially since I still had a lot of things to do in preparation of my holiday. Since today was 10-bucks-monday at the hairdressers, I decided to finally get my hair cut. It's always very busy at the hairdressers, so I decided to have an early start and be there at 8 a.m. (opening time). Once I got there, I was told that I had to wait for at least an hour!!! An hour!! They opened at 8 a.m. and I was there at 8 a.m. and I still had to wait for an hour. I decided to do some grocery shopping first and return later, hoping that it would be less busy. I didn't need much, but I ended up buying more than I could carry home by myself. It was so nice and quiet in the store (8 in the morning) and they had so many special offers which I just couldn't resist. Besides from this, my boyfriend has to prepare himself dinner the next 5 weeks (since I'm in Holland) and I found a lot of ready-to-serve meals. I took the bus home, dropped the groceries off and went to the hairdresser again (by bike this time). I still had to wait 20 minutes, but that didn't bother me that much. Especially since she gave me a great haircut; I'm really happy with it. After visiting the hairdresser, I went to the bank to organize some financial things for my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I went to work. The weather was really weird today, so unfortunately, I couldn't take him for a stroll.  Work was nothing exciting today, although it was very sweet to see how happy he was once I arrived and how badly he didn't want me to leave!&lt;br /&gt;I met my boyfriend on the train and we went home together. He had leftovers for dinner and I made me a salmon steak and corncob. We watched Robbie Madison jump the Arc de Triumph on new years eve 2008. 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My boyfriend got up quite early to make me a delicious break-fast! After breakfast, he went to The Cradle to finish cleaning up there. The Cradle has developed a few cracks in its good reputation lately and my boyfriend is putting all his energy and spare time in to fix those cracks and polish the reputation. I stayed at home 'till noon and finished some work and prepared some stuff for tomorrow. Around noon, I went to The Cradle as well. We didn't stay long, since my boyfriend was hungry. We spent the rest of the day relaxing at home, which was really nice and comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2924380326235695707?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/2924380326235695707/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/090809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2924380326235695707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2924380326235695707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/090809.html' title='09.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1096453793471824072</id><published>2009-08-09T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:14:52.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I have been roughly pulled from my sleep by Ludl. Ludl is a friend of mine and he decided to call me after a night of drinking and partying in Vienna. It was 7.30 in the morning when he called. I jumped out of my bed, thinking it was my boss telling me that I overslept and therefore was late for work. As I picked up the phone, I just heard loud music in the back and since I was still half asleep, I couldn't figure out who was calling. I put my boyfriend on the phone and he told me it was Ludl calling. We still don't know why he called, but okay. Good news was, that he managed to wake me up in time to go to work. Although it's Saturday today, I had to go to work. I even had to start earlier today then on any other working day this week! Work was rather boring today. Sebastian seemed to be bored on the one hand and excited about going on holiday next week on the other hand. Anyway, he didn't want to leave the house, he didn't really wanted to play, he just looked at some pictures in one of his many picture books today. Which is pretty boring for me, since I just sit there next to him without anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6SBligpfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HqU5gSkM4KU/s1600-h/cb4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6SBligpfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HqU5gSkM4KU/s320/cb4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367888361826592242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 3 p.m. my shift was over and I headed to Innsbruck for the farewell-party of my good friend Claudia. I met Claudia, Lea, Markus, Hufl, Steve, Nic and Tom at Hollywood Super Bowling. We had an incredible time together there and I even managed to throw 1 strike (in 3 hours of bowling, which is rather sad, but still an unbelievable accomplishment to me). Bowling soon turned into Cosmic Bowling with blacklights and glow-in-the-dark bowlingballs. It was amazing! After bowling, we went to Krahvogel, which is a bar/restaurant in the Anichstraße in Innsbruck. We had a wonderful dinner there. I ordered chanterelle-risotto with Parmesan cheese, which really tasted amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6SOfoNMEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9pHJ2nQoppI/s1600-h/ff1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6SOfoNMEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9pHJ2nQoppI/s320/ff1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367888583578169410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Hufl and Nic decided to play some finger-football. They are leaving to study a semester abroad in Finland in a couple of weeks and Hufl got a finger-football-set for his going-away-present. Just so things are clear: Hufl and Nic are going to Finland, Lea and Markus are going to Denmark and Claudia is going to America -- all to study abroad for a semester (Steve, Tom and I are staying in Innsbruck). Tonight was the last night that we were all together and we probably won't be seeing each other for 5 months or so. It was kind of sad to say 'Goodbye' to everyone at the end of the evening, but we all thank God for Skype! Nevertheless, we had a wonderful time together today; a day to remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157621862138841/" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more party pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1096453793471824072?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1096453793471824072/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/080809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1096453793471824072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1096453793471824072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/080809.html' title='08.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6SBligpfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HqU5gSkM4KU/s72-c/cb4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7239832824049574858</id><published>2009-08-09T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:23:12.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>07.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was an ordinary day. I finished cleaning the condo in the morning and went to work in the afternoon. After work, I took the train to Jenbach and went home by bike from there. I enjoyed it very much to be outdoors and do something that's good for my body. A bike ride like that is more relaxing experience to me. Once I got home, we had dinner and went to The Cradle Skatepark. We met Chris Cab there as he showed off his new Harley Davidson. He bought his Harley about a year ago when he went on a skateboarding/Harley-trip in America. Back at home, I had a long phonecall with my dad. He and his wife had just returned from their holiday to Jamaica, where they got their diving certificate. I am really proud of them for achieving that, especially since my dad's wife used to be scared of fish. After chatting with my dad, I called Lukas (the Senner). We had a nice chat and we both look forward to seeing each other again soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7239832824049574858?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7239832824049574858/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/070809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7239832824049574858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7239832824049574858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/070809.html' title='07.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7643621021153488378</id><published>2009-08-07T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:07:27.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>06.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was an okay-day. I have been feeling very tired lately and even sleeping in hasn't really helped at all. I had a soso-day at work; on the one hand, it was very nice, on the other hand rather exhausting. Sebastian was in a weird mood today; he didn't really know what to do and therefore decided to be destuctive and annoying. I fixed this issue by putting him in his buggy and pushing him around town for hours. We visited the riding stable again, which was really nice. Well, until the landlady showed up and started being very rude with me and Sebastian. She was upset that I hadn't said 'Hello' first and wanted to start a discussion with me about that. I really thought she was overreacting; did anyone ever make rules about who has to say 'Hello' first in what situation?! Well, I didn't think so. She then told me that she had worked with disabled children for about 15 years. She didn't say 'disabled children' tough, she thought the term 'such stations' was more appropriate. I got really infuriated by this, but I decided it was better to just leave her with her awkward thoughts instead of getting into another discussion with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once we got home, we found a note that Sebastians mom and sister had gone out for a swim. Since the weather was so beautiful and Sebastian was acting all bored again, I decided to take him to the local supermarket for some grocery shopping. This is something he really enjoys a lot. The funny thing today was that we ran into a lot of positive suprises; tractors on the field, excavators at a building site, his neighbour cleaning his motor bike. Sebastian is always thrilled to see such things and can't stop looking at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, at the end of the day, I returned home. I started with cleaning our condo, which really needed to be done again. Once my boyfriend got home, he took over the cleaning and I prepared us a traditional tyrolean dinner. I decided to make Kasknödelsuppe (cheese dumplings soup) for the first time in my life and I must say that it really turned out great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6RpzKurdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SJAWj2IRT0A/s1600-h/knodl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6RpzKurdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SJAWj2IRT0A/s320/knodl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367887953168084434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After dinner, we both changed into something more appropriate, since we were going out with some friends. They had invited us to come see an open air play in the town we live in. The play was about tyrolean history and it was very interesting and spectacular. We returned home around midnight and both immediately fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7643621021153488378?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7643621021153488378/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/060809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7643621021153488378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7643621021153488378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/060809.html' title='06.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sn6RpzKurdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SJAWj2IRT0A/s72-c/knodl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1204812318706511215</id><published>2009-08-05T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:40:57.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>05.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I was having a really hard time getting out of bed. But, I still had to go to work, so I really had to get up! I met a friend of mine, Christian, at the train station. He told me that his holiday had been great, but that he got fired first thing on Monday morning once he returned. I felt really sorry for him, since I have experienced first hand how hard it is to get a job nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Once I arrived in Wattens, where I work, I had to get my bike fixed first. My tires had some kind of weird problem, but the guy at the gas station managed to get the problem fixed within minutes. Thanks to him, I managed to arrive at work just in time. I had a really nice day at work today, although Sebastian was in a kind of destructive mood. My toes had a rough day, since he kept stepping on or letting things fall onto my toes. Thanks to the beautiful weather, we were able to go to the riding stable again, which we both enjoy very much. I really enjoy being outdoors with him (since he tends to spend his days playing inside) and to him, it's a special treat to feed the horses pieces of apple and carrot.&lt;br /&gt;After work, I decided to enjoy the weather a bit more by getting off the train 5 stops early and master the rest of the distance by bike. Although a strong wind was against me, I enjoyed it very much and I felt a lot fitter and healthier one I arrived at the gym. Yep, not home, at the gym. After being so sporty, I wanted to do a little session of muscle training to finish my day. It really felt good to do something for my body again. It had been too long!&lt;br /&gt;Once I arrived home, my boyfriend and I cooked dinner together and we skyped with his mom. She told us that my boyfriends best friends girlfriend (get it?) has been 26 weeks pregnant without noticing! Quite a shock, but they are all very happy. After dinner, we went to The Cradle Skatepark, where I cleaned my bike and my boyfriend did some skateboarding. Once home again, we both fell asleep within no time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1204812318706511215?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1204812318706511215/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/050809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1204812318706511215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1204812318706511215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/050809.html' title='05.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5399318729862205427</id><published>2009-08-05T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:06:09.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>04.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I got up at 5.30 in the morning!! Can you beleave that?! And I felt fit and rested as well - just amazing! I started the day with breakfast and booking my flight to Holland. I'm visiting my family and friends in Holland in two weeks, so finally booking a flight was quite clever. I'm flying Vienna - Amsterdam on the 17th of August and I'm returning on the 22nd of September. Yep, it's gonna be quite a long visit and I'm really looking forward to it. I booked my flight with SkyEurope, with whom I normally fly. I recently heard that they went bankrupt and flights are therefore even cheaper than before. I had to pay €186,00 for the flight, including everything (incl. insurance as well). Well, just stoked to finally have some REAL plans about how I'm gonna get to Holland!&lt;br /&gt;After booking my flight, I decided it would be smart to finish doing the laundry (we started on Sunday, so it was about time). I wanted to dye an old jeans back to its orginal color, navyblue, for a long time now and I finally managed to do that today. Besides from this, I ironed all the clothes that had been washed already. It took me about two hours to do so, but I'm really proud I finished it today! In my ironing-break, I had a long phone call with Lukas, who is a Senner (Alpine herdsman and dairyman). We met last weekend and we get along great. It's like we have known each other for years!&lt;br /&gt;Around 11 a.m., I had to start working with Sebastian. The plan was that I would only work for about 2 hours, since he had an appointment at the hospital. But, since his mom hurt her back over the weekend, she asked me to join her and Sebastian. Sebastian needed to have a check-up on his eyes done at the hospital in Innsbruck. His mom said that he doesn't like being there and especially the waiting is annoying to him. He often starts crying at the hospital, so it is no exception that they can't examine him. Today, I joined them and Sebastian was just totally sweet and quiet. No tears, no drama and a succesful examination. His mom was amazed! Although I must say that I tend to be fairly strict which him in term of what he is allowed to do and what not. I have noticed that Sebastian is less of a drama-queen when you are strict with him. So, another succesful day at work!&lt;br /&gt;After work, I went to Innsbruck for some shopping. I totally forgot how badly I dislike shopping! I went to H&amp;amp;M and it was just horrible! Hoping my shopping-mood will be better once I'm in Holland, since my best friend from groundschool, my best friend from highschool, my sister and my grandma all want to go shopping with me!!&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we went to Noppe, who lives in Innsbruck, to pick up his old terrarium. My boyfriend is fixed on getting a reptile and I think I'll just have to accept that. Good thing is that I'm in charge of the cash around here, so I won't have a nasty surprise one day when I get home ;-P.&lt;br /&gt;We went to bed early again, since we were both very tired from the weekend and from working all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5399318729862205427?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5399318729862205427/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/040809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5399318729862205427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5399318729862205427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/040809.html' title='04.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-478859234279120226</id><published>2009-08-05T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:39:20.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>03.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mondays are really really tough after a weekend like that! Fortunately, I had to start an hour later than usual at work, but that didn't really makes things better to be honest. Work was very exhausting today, since Sebastian was tired as well (which means, he constantly tripped over his toys, etc. and I needed to be extra alert). After work, I went home and put some yesterdays left-overs in the microwave for dinner. We went to bed very early go catch up some sleep. The day wasn't really exciting at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-478859234279120226?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/478859234279120226/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/030809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/478859234279120226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/478859234279120226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/030809.html' title='03.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-2981805403665851270</id><published>2009-08-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:49:55.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>02.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After just 4 hours of sleep, we decided it was time to get up -- we knew that if we would continue living this insane rhythm, we wouldn't be able to work on Monday. After a delicous breakfast (baked eggs with cheese on a Kaisersemmel), we started cleaning our condo and dping our laundry. Yes, we started. But it didn't take long 'till we got a call from our party-mates saying they were getting ready to go swimming in a nearby mountain river, the Kaiserklamm. It is one of my favourite spots to be, so we decided to join them. Unfortunately, by the time we got there, the weather had completely changed and a storm was coming up. We decided to get into the tavern, Kaiserhaus, which was located nearby. We drank some beer and had great conversations.&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so, we noticed that an emergency helicopter was landing next to the tavern. After a rescuer was strapped in and hanging from a rope, the helicopter took off into the Kaiserklamm. It took quite some time 'till it returned. A second person was now hanging from the rope as well and it even looked as if it were a child. We still didn't know what had happened untill we read the news online a couple of hours later. The news stated that due to the weather rocks had come loose on the mountain slopes. A dutch couple and their two children were walking on the secured and known as safe mountain path. After hearing a unfamiliar sound, the 9-year-old boy was hit on the head by a 40 cm large rock. His mom, a nurse, instantly started reanimating him. The news didn't say how bad the boy was injured. You can read the full story &lt;a href="http://www.tt.com/tt/home/story.csp?cid=11725212&amp;amp;sid=57&amp;amp;fid=21" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2981805403665851270?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/2981805403665851270/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/020809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2981805403665851270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2981805403665851270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/020809.html' title='02.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7833358730864569648</id><published>2009-08-03T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:27:47.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>01.08.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After partying 'till 6 in the morning last night, we slept in 'till 2 p.m. Altough we were still very tired, we knew we had to get up to do some grocery shopping. We had invited some friends over to pre-party, so we really needed to buy some liquor and mixdrinks. At 4 p.m. the party of the year started, the party we all look forward to =&gt; Rattenberger Stadtfest. This is a party organized by the 450-people city (yes, it's a CITY) we live in. The main stage is located directly under our living room window, which means we can listen to the Tyrolean bands all day. The 'real' party started around 10 p.m. with live bands at the Rock Palast (Rock Palace) . Partying over there always tends to get quite rough, and this year was no exception. Ten minutes in, I decided it was wiser to quickly go home to chance into something more Rock Palast Proof. Besides from the main stage and the Rock Palast, we had a Beach Bar, the Sundowner-Bar, the Brunnen Bar (Fountain Bar), a disco and two smaller stages with different kinds of music. The party was over at 2 a.m.; the party takes place in the town center and they have to make sure that they don't totally piss off the habitants. But, nevertheless, our party wasn't over 'till 6 in the morning (again). Some friends decided it was nicer to sleep on our sofa instead of going home and others were too drunk to walk home by themselves. My boyfriend decided to bring those friends home, since we were afraid they would totally trash our home in their state of being. All in all, it was an awesome party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7833358730864569648?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7833358730864569648/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/010809.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7833358730864569648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7833358730864569648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/010809.html' title='01.08.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6905444043077806054</id><published>2009-08-01T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:27:41.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On 31.07.09, I had a long day at work. Altough it was quite exhausting, it was really fun too. I went to the riding stable with Sebastian, the disabled boy whom I am a personal assistant too. Before we left, we cut some apples and carrots together for the horses. Sebastian really likes to spend time at the riding stable, although he tends to get a bit frightened of the horses. At the back of the stable, we found this beautiful horse! We spent quite some time there and Sebastian even threw the pieces of apple and carrot towards the horse, which he normally never does. He was very cheerful and happy to be there. We had a wonderful afternoon together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSWGNBUO7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQfQUv7vGC4/s1600-h/Photo0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSWGNBUO7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQfQUv7vGC4/s320/Photo0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365078089423666098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home from work, I cooked me and my boyfriend a delicious dinner. After dinner, we went to The Cradle, since we were in the mood for some partying (after all, it was Friday night; time to celebate into the weekend). We heard that Manuel was celebrating his birthday in Kufstein, so we decided to join the guys. The party was insane, we partyed the night away! After an unbelievable night, we returned home at 6 in the morning to catch some well-deserved sleep. After all, we needed to be fit for the annual Rattenberg-party, which started a couple of hours later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6905444043077806054?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6905444043077806054/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/310709.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6905444043077806054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6905444043077806054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/310709.html' title='31.07.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSWGNBUO7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQfQUv7vGC4/s72-c/Photo0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-3984056157269907330</id><published>2009-08-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:49:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On 30.07.09, I went to Innsbruck to have a drink with some friends. I met Claudia, Tom and Steve @ Krahvogel (Anichstraße), where we stayed for a bit and drank a little too much. Our next stop was Hofgarten, were a live band was playing some sweet music. We had a great time together, I really enjoyed it. Unfortunately, I had to leave quite early to catch the last train...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-3984056157269907330?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/3984056157269907330/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/300709.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3984056157269907330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3984056157269907330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/300709.html' title='30.07.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-3573588641051065846</id><published>2009-08-01T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:50:32.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started my summer job on the 29.07.09. I am a personal assistant to a disabled 13-year-old boy in Wattens. I will be working fulltime with him for the next 2,5 weeks. On this first day, I had a fairly short shift. Therefore, I could relax in the sun with some friends in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I took the train to Brixlegg, since I needed to do some grocery shopping. On my way home, I saw that Ludl was relaxing in the sun at The Cradle Skatepark. Ludl is a good friend of mine, so I decided to join him. I quickly went home to drop off my purchases and to put my bikini on. It was such a nice day to just relax in the sun! We drank some beer and listened to some music. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSTgHJVA2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/nKQJfmt6iFM/s1600-h/c7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSTgHJVA2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/nKQJfmt6iFM/s320/c7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365075235988374370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the end of the afternoon, another good friend of mine, Chris Cab, showed up at The Cradle. He told me he would be having an awesome photoshoot in an hour of so with a helicopter camera. Chris is a professional skate- &amp;amp; snowboarder, so I knew the shooting would be sick. I took some pictures during the photoshoot to give you an idea what it was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSTYxYH21I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rH20dPvfqAc/s1600-h/6_small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSTYxYH21I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rH20dPvfqAc/s320/6_small.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365075109885762386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157621914398846/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-3573588641051065846?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/3573588641051065846/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/290709.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3573588641051065846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3573588641051065846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/290709.html' title='29.07.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSTgHJVA2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/nKQJfmt6iFM/s72-c/c7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-2172976918428413955</id><published>2009-08-01T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:51:48.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25.07.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was thinking of writing a post for this blog on a more regular basis. Just saw that my last post is quite old already, so let me give you an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 25.07.09, I visited Salzburg with my boyfriend. We just wanted to check out the city, even tough friends had told us Salzburg is extremely boring. So, we just wanted to see the city for ourselves and make our own opinion about it. We had quite a nice day there, it wasn't really thrilling or so, just nice to see. The weather was soso, partly sun, partly rain. We walked at least 6 miles and we were very tired at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSREfSlOZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SIHttMLHoU4/s1600-h/s3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSREfSlOZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SIHttMLHoU4/s320/s3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365072562410043794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157621789852659/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures of our day in Salzburg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we spent the day in Salzburg, we took the train to Innsbruck to celebrate Claudia's birthday. Claudia is a good friend of mine who is leaving to study a semester abroad in Charleston in 2 weeks. The party was great, but unfortunately, we had to leave quite early to catch the last train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2172976918428413955?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/2172976918428413955/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/250709.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2172976918428413955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2172976918428413955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/08/250709.html' title='25.07.09'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SnSREfSlOZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SIHttMLHoU4/s72-c/s3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4327249643096322856</id><published>2009-07-21T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:30:19.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day - saving a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About three days ago, my boyfriend was cleaning up the basement when he found a baby-bird on the flour. The baby-bird was scared and tried to hide. We felt really sorry for this little fellow, since he fell out of the warm nest, which was about 5m higher. We took special care over the last couple of days to make sure this sweety would survive. We weren't sure if his mom was feeding him, so we even went out to get him some delicious insects to eat. We also made sure he wouldn't freeze to death by putting him on a cherry pit pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYJJRaEifI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jodcetJHIuY/s1600-h/birdy7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYJJRaEifI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jodcetJHIuY/s320/birdy7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982461327378930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the past three days, we saw how the baby-bird was given his first flying lessons by his  mom. When we found the bird, he couldn't fly at all. Three days later, he can almost fly to the roof of our building (ca. 25m). Yesterday, his little baby-bird-sister accompanied him. It was so cute watching those to cuddle together over night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep a close eye on these cute baby-birds to make sure that they grow up to be beautiful grown-up-birds. They are growing really fast at the moment, but we are very worried about the mommy-bird, since she seems to abandom her little ones a bit to often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157621764284608/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to see more pictures of the bird-family!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4327249643096322856?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4327249643096322856/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-day-saving-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4327249643096322856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4327249643096322856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-day-saving-life.html' title='Just another day - saving a life'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYJJRaEifI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jodcetJHIuY/s72-c/birdy7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4788347224183740112</id><published>2009-07-21T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:53:47.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17.07.09 Extreme Sports Night</title><content type='html'>The extreme sports night turned into a great 'boys night out' - being 'one of the guys', I must say that I really enjoyed partying without all the girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmX5Gxm_KBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EQG3Z5XKzJo/s1600-h/reith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmX5Gxm_KBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EQG3Z5XKzJo/s320/reith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360964826245834770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening started great with a bike-trial show by Stefan Eberharter followed by the newest extreme sports movies (Movie Night of Extreme Sports).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYAWS46gQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/35LtMpXNKkE/s1600-h/CIMG5311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYAWS46gQI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/35LtMpXNKkE/s200/CIMG5311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360972789458829570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, DJ Busy Fingaz produced the sweetest remixes I have heard in a long time. Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYAhqbtSBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Ud6F8XpKjA/s1600-h/CIMG5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmYAhqbtSBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7Ud6F8XpKjA/s200/CIMG5319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360972984757340178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4788347224183740112?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4788347224183740112/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/170709-extreme-sports-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4788347224183740112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4788347224183740112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/170709-extreme-sports-night.html' title='17.07.09 Extreme Sports Night'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SmX5Gxm_KBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EQG3Z5XKzJo/s72-c/reith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5096330167464640971</id><published>2009-07-14T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:28:30.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It took a while, but I'm back! I finished my final exams @ university and now it's time for r&amp;amp;r for the next 3 months (well, kinda..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've finally got the time to tell you something exiting!!!! On the 5th of May, I travelled to Vienna for a 'secret' photoshooting for WOMAN Magazine. The shooting was for a story about getting volume in your hair. Ben Cooke, who is a famous hair stylist, did my hair a bit Amy Winehouse-style ;-D. The day was just amazing. It started at about 9 in the morning with a breakfast buffet, followed by a fitting. Since I was the 3rd model to be styled, I had to wait quite a bit. We had sushi for lunch - delicious! I love sushi! After lunch, it was my 'moment to shine' and here are the results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SlxBPWzQB-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vZw1ZLpIC1g/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SlxBPWzQB-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vZw1ZLpIC1g/s320/woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358229388738430946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a wonderful day, I really enjoyed it! Just wanted to say a big THANK YOU to all the people who made this photoshoot possible!! It was amazing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5096330167464640971?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5096330167464640971/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/woman-magazine.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5096330167464640971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5096330167464640971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/07/woman-magazine.html' title='Woman Magazine'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SlxBPWzQB-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vZw1ZLpIC1g/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-803287267768553884</id><published>2009-06-27T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:41:01.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many ideas, so little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey hey hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got sooo many ideas for blog posts, but instead of writing nice messages for you to read, I'm sitting here, trying to understand statistics....*grrr*. Please be patient, nice messages are coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Eline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-803287267768553884?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/803287267768553884/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-ideas-so-little-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/803287267768553884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/803287267768553884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-many-ideas-so-little-time.html' title='So many ideas, so little time'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1527514915433511462</id><published>2009-06-25T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:48:27.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAP/Microsoft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, we had the ERP product presentations of SAP and Microsoft at university. It started of well; Microsoft had cancelled the appointment for the second time this semester!! So, Microsoft is scoring master minus points on my ERP score block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then, SAP! SAP to me is equal to boring, ugly, complicated, slow and exhausting. Well, that all changed today! SAP sent us a present; a presales hottie called Bernhard Grauss!! Damn, that guy was nice to look at! I have never paid so much attention to explanations about ERP. But, this guy wasn't just nice to look at, he was very likeable. Funny, real, just a person like us. And THAT's exactly how you should sell your products! Not some slimy sales talk, that's all unsymopathic *blabla* to me. But this guy was open about the flaws of SAP, was open to questions and critique. And he even called SAP 'sexy'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, SAP was very interesting today! SAP scored major brownie points here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkOcPzzPX3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/CoMvncIRpb8/s1600-h/sap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkOcPzzPX3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/CoMvncIRpb8/s320/sap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292577663377266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just talked to my friend Sebastian (who missed today's class) and he suggested that I should start working at SAP since I'm such a fond of the SAP guys. I didn't get what he meant, so I asked him what that was supposed to mean. He answered: "well, you were drooling over that other SAP guy as well!". I replied: "what other SAP guy?!!". Basti: "well, the one who did the practical SAP course with us!". I: "ow...yeah...yeah, he was a hottie too!!!". I'm sooooo in love with the SAP guys! Maybe I should apply for a job there.....&lt;/span&gt; ;-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1527514915433511462?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1527514915433511462/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sapmicrosoft.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1527514915433511462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1527514915433511462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sapmicrosoft.html' title='SAP/Microsoft'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkOcPzzPX3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/CoMvncIRpb8/s72-c/sap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-9025062450313883498</id><published>2009-06-23T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:22:21.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer? Hello?? Are you there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's going on with the climate?! I know, climate change and all, but fresh powpow in the middle of June?! What's going on with that? I can pretty much unpack my snowboarding stuff and hit the mountain for some nice runs this weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDy780r4nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7StLycqWCrE/s1600-h/Gerlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDy780r4nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7StLycqWCrE/s200/Gerlos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350543469069460082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDy3Oqx3TI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_93B0Htvgvk/s1600-h/Ahornbahn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDy3Oqx3TI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_93B0Htvgvk/s200/Ahornbahn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350543387960401202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDyyZ67LkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zMgsx1jFykg/s1600-h/Alpbach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDyyZ67LkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zMgsx1jFykg/s200/Alpbach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350543305081564738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still got 2 weeks of university to go, so I'll accept this cold, rainy weather 'till then, but as soon as my holiday starts, I want nothing but sunny bikini-weather!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-9025062450313883498?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/9025062450313883498/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-hello-are-you-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9025062450313883498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9025062450313883498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-hello-are-you-there.html' title='Summer? Hello?? Are you there?'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SkDy780r4nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7StLycqWCrE/s72-c/Gerlos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4363181433665888970</id><published>2009-06-21T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:23:13.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little joys in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They always say it's the little things that make life so wunderful and worth living. A beautiful field of flowers, a butterfly,....I can really enjoy these little things. Yesterday, I was working with a disabled child and I decided to take him for a walk. While pushing his trolley through the fields, I was amazed by the beautiful colors nature has given us. It started with a field full of different kinds of lettuce, followed by a field of barley with field poppies. Lovely! Life is beautiful! Nature is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sj54uo_X_pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6OTqpozFp9A/s1600-h/CIMG5190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sj54uo_X_pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6OTqpozFp9A/s320/CIMG5190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349846150035275410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, what I'm really enjoying right now are the flowers on my desk. I try to buy flowers every other week on Friday or Saturday in the discount supermarket. You can get beautiful flower for €1,50 - € 3,00! White lillies, roses, gerbera and some others beautiful flowers I can't call by name (sorry, I'm not a flower expert ;-D ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These little things in life, which cost nothing or very little, which just instantly brighten your day! Just fulfill me with joy and happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4363181433665888970?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4363181433665888970/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-joys-in-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4363181433665888970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4363181433665888970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-joys-in-life.html' title='The little joys in life'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sj54uo_X_pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6OTqpozFp9A/s72-c/CIMG5190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7792441263537589070</id><published>2009-06-18T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:23:02.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh, it's been almost 10 days since I've blogged. Time really flies!! It's been crazy busy lately with the final exams and all. Just three more weeks to go and then some sweet time off! I'm sooo looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I should talk about my diet. Not really working at the moment. When you have to study like crazy, you just don't have the time to prepare a healthy meal. And what also tends to happen is that my fiancé is nagging me that he's hungry while I'm busy studying. In those cases, I quickly prepare him a meal to stop the nagging, but I will eat his for me unhealthy meal as well. So, the diet ain't working at the moment, but I'm trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What also has been nagging me, is my health insurance company. I just paid them about 900EUR and they're still spamming me that I'm not paying them anything! Really frustrating. So, just wanted to let you know, should you want to get health insurance, don't get it at Wiener Städtische!! DON'T DO IT!! They just keep nagging that you're not paying when you are paying and if you send them your receipts, your mail will either magically disappear (I like to refer to it as the Wiener Städtische Vacuum) or they will tell you that you're not getting money back, because you are not paying according to their system. Just wanted to warn you ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much more to tell you, but I think I should save it for next time, 'cause I have to get into some studying again *whoohoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7792441263537589070?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7792441263537589070/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh-its-been-almost-10-days-since-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7792441263537589070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7792441263537589070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh-its-been-almost-10-days-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-474482450254237541</id><published>2009-06-09T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:29:36.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's just a little update to let you know how things are going. I had a weak moment last night and I ate 2 slices of pizza for dinner. I had been feeling kind of wobbly the last couple of days, so I consulted my fitness trainer. He told me, I should add rice at lunchtime to my diet, so I would have more energy. I must say that I've really felt better today, my energy level was definitely on the better side.  And the best news is that I've already lost about 1kg=2.2lbs and my fat percentage went from 18% to 16,7%!! On top of this, my bikini arrived today -- respect to Victoria's Secret, who's able to send a package to the other side of the world AND manages to deliver 15 days early!! But this gives me even more motivation to stick to my diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this last week, I have learned to enjoy food more and especially to enjoy food without fat sauces all over them. Just pure food. Tastes really good! I also ate an intire fish for the first time in my life, a real recognisable fish. Even with the eyes still in it! I used to be grossed out about having to eat a fish like that, but after a good friend of mine showed me how I was supposed to eat it, it wasn't bad at all and to be quite honest...I really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you up to date! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-474482450254237541?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/474482450254237541/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/474482450254237541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/474482450254237541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-update.html' title='Just an update'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1168797367845214042</id><published>2009-06-07T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:21:59.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dieting is tough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm now five days into my diet and it's pretty tough. But, I've always heard that the first days of a diet are the toughest. After these days, you will get used to the new eating habbits. And I really must admit that I'm slowly starting to feel better and I'm really enjoying the foods I'm allowed to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast, I'm having 1 cup of soya yogurt with 1 Fair Trade banana (slices) and 1 spoon of banana-flavoured protein powder. I can tell you, this is healthy AND delicious!!  I'm having vegetables for lunch and a nice piece of fish or low-fat meat for dinner. When I'm having a long day at university, I will drink a protein shake in the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As you may have noticed, it's all very low-carb. My trainer recommended me this type of diet to loose weight and to achieve a more toned body shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one more thing I'd like to get off my chest; I'm annoyed by all the people who say I won't make it. I will prove them of my strong will and perseverance, I will definitely prove them wrong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1168797367845214042?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1168797367845214042/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/dieting-is-tough.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1168797367845214042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1168797367845214042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/dieting-is-tough.html' title='Dieting is tough...'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6209630483052353404</id><published>2009-06-07T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:22:52.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRMwIsmZOzA" target="_blank"&gt;Krezip - Sweet Goodbyes [link to official video]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep 'cause everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to leave things behind&lt;br /&gt;Can't breath cause to many things going on going wrong in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sweet goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I know how you feel right now&lt;br /&gt;Losing dreams you've come to care about&lt;br /&gt;I know what you need right now&lt;br /&gt;You need to come on home so I can hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Get you through the night&lt;br /&gt;I'll get you trough the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6209630483052353404?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6209630483052353404/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-goodbyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6209630483052353404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6209630483052353404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-goodbyes.html' title='Sweet Goodbyes'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6999795024634132121</id><published>2009-06-02T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:29:40.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My appointment with my fitness trainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length: 168 cm = 5' 6"&lt;br /&gt;Weight:  61kg = 134,5 lbs&lt;br /&gt;Current BMI: 21,6&lt;br /&gt;Fat:  18% = 11 kg = 24,3 lbs&lt;br /&gt;Water:  59% = 36 kg = 79,4 lbs&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder: 96 cm = 37.8 in&lt;br /&gt;Upper arm: 25,5 cm = 10 in&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 76 cm = 29.9 in&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 92,5 cm = 36.4 in&lt;br /&gt;Thigh: 55,5 cm = 21.9 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Where I want to go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimum weight: 54 kg   = 119 lbs (BMI: 19)&lt;br /&gt;Goal weight: 56 kg = 123,5 lbs (BMI: 19,8)&lt;br /&gt;This means, I want to loose: 5 kg = 11 lbs&lt;br /&gt;Fat: (11kg - 5 kg) = 6 kg = 13lbs&lt;br /&gt;Goal Fat %: 10,7 %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Jessica Biel's body and my goal is to get a body like hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT03Yb4RBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gP38DUGQJVc/s1600-h/body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT03Yb4RBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gP38DUGQJVc/s320/body.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342664290257617938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just googled "Jessica Biel's body" and the first entries were all about "How to get a body like Jessica Biel's". Let's take a look at what they say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fitsugar.com claimes to have original information about Jessica Biel's work-out and diet given my her personal trainer Jason Walsh (interview in People's magazin). Following information has been copied from fitsuger.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessica Biel’s Workout:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch:&lt;/b&gt; One of her favorite warm-ups is the walking lunge. “This stretches the larger leg and glute muscles,” says Walsh. &lt;i&gt;How-to:&lt;/i&gt; With feet together, lunge first with right leg. Bring left foot alongside right. Lunge with left. Do 8-10 per leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cardio:&lt;/b&gt; “It’s the cardio that leans her out,” says Walsh. After a ½-mile jog, they hit the track for two 200-meter, 150-meter and 100-meter sprints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Core:&lt;/b&gt; “Hanging leg raises don’t build a six-pack, but they flatten,” says Walsh. “Jessica hates them, but she powers through!” &lt;i&gt;How-to:&lt;/i&gt; Hanging from a high bar or rings, pull knees up slightly above waist. Do three sets of 15 repetitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plyometrics:&lt;/b&gt; “These hurt,” says Walsh of stair jumping. “Even athletes hate them. After Jessica did these the first time, she would’ve punched me if she had the energy.” &lt;i&gt;How-to:&lt;/i&gt; Jump from the bottom step of a flight of at least 20 stairs to the third. Keep going, skipping a stair each jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Training:&lt;/b&gt; “We tend to use lighter weights and do more reps,” he says. “We keep moving, so it becomes a cardio workout too.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the waist:&lt;/b&gt; They do the Russian Twist. Sit down and lean back slightly. Hold a 5-lb. medicine ball and twist from side to side, 15 twists per side, three reps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For shoulders/biceps:&lt;/b&gt; Stand with knees slightly bent. Hold 10-lb. weights in each hand. Curl to chest. Rotate hands, palms face outward. Press overhead together. Do 3 sets of 10-12 reps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessica Biel’s Diet:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Clean foods”— those that aren’t processed—are on the menu Walsh created. “She eats complex carbs at the beginning of the day,” he says, “and tapers off by the end.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/b&gt; 1 cup of oatmeal with handful of berries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snack:&lt;/b&gt; 1 slice whole wheat toast, 1-1 ½ tbsp. of almond butter and sliced bananas on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch:&lt;/b&gt; Salad with 5-6 oz of chicken, vinaigrette dressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snack:&lt;/b&gt; A banana, apple or strawberries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner:&lt;/b&gt; 6oz. of fish, plate full of veggies, 1/2 cup of low-glycemic basmati rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweets:&lt;/span&gt; A couple of pieces of dark chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6999795024634132121?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6999795024634132121/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-appointment-with-my-fitness-trainer.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6999795024634132121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6999795024634132121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-appointment-with-my-fitness-trainer.html' title='My appointment with my fitness trainer'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT03Yb4RBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gP38DUGQJVc/s72-c/body.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7919516814742584070</id><published>2009-06-02T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:25:10.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS-Powerplan Day I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the first day of my SOS-Powerplan diet! Today and tomorrow, I will only be eating fruit, vegetables, rice and potatoes and I'm only allowed to drink water and stinging nettle tea. Breakfast was delicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiTQkaj8xCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q4ZyhVgooZk/s1600-h/breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiTQkaj8xCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q4ZyhVgooZk/s200/breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342624381992223778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7919516814742584070?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7919516814742584070/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sos-powerplan-day-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7919516814742584070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7919516814742584070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/sos-powerplan-day-i.html' title='SOS-Powerplan Day I'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiTQkaj8xCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q4ZyhVgooZk/s72-c/breakfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-8748125299116470445</id><published>2009-06-01T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:25:22.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday After Party / The Last Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, that was it - I just had my final meal and snacks before starting my SOS-Powerplan diet tomorrow! I had a lovely night with my fiancé; we watched "Easy Virtue" - what a lovely movie - and ate my favourite foods and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record: there's a bottle of Disaronno in the picture -- I normally never drink alcohol (I'm the one who's always driving everybody home after a night out), but since my wisdom teeth are killing me, I decided to kill the pain with some alcohol. Appointment at the dentist in 12 hours!! I really can't wait, honestly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiQuM_q1i9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Gs7TytDhex0/s1600-h/lastday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiQuM_q1i9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Gs7TytDhex0/s200/lastday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342445858752662482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-8748125299116470445?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/8748125299116470445/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-after-party-last-meal.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8748125299116470445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8748125299116470445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-after-party-last-meal.html' title='Birthday After Party / The Last Meal'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiQuM_q1i9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Gs7TytDhex0/s72-c/lastday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-9076600399849147532</id><published>2009-06-01T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:25:34.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I was 12 years old, I've been a great fan of the dutch rockband &lt;a href="http://www.krezip.nl/"&gt;Krezip&lt;/a&gt;. They have been playing together for 11 years now and unfortunately decided to go their separate ways last summer. This past year was all about closure - with many performances, all of them sold out! Their last performances will be at the Heineken Music Hall in Amsterdam on the 26th and 27th of June. And of course: sold out! I won't be able to go due to final exams at university (if this wasn't the case, I would have done anything for a ticket!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I celebrate my birthday at Pinkpop, a large festival in the far south of Holland. This year however, I decided to stay home (Austria) and celebrate here with some friends. Then, on Sunday morning, I heard Krezip was going to perform at Pinkpop - SURPRISE!! "Great" :-S  But, Thank God for LiveStream and so I was able to sort of be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was amazing and Jacqueline (the singer) looked beautiful! She just gave birth to a baby boy two months ago and my cousin is the father - they have been together for as long a I can remember. They make the most beautiful couple and now the most lovable family. My cousin changed my life for the better and I will always be grateful for this! They are my favourite couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiO3U0DuZzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbyxIZlrmKU/s1600-h/Pinkpop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiO3U0DuZzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbyxIZlrmKU/s200/Pinkpop1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342315151191074610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157619088066200/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-9076600399849147532?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/9076600399849147532/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favourite-couple.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9076600399849147532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/9076600399849147532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favourite-couple.html' title='My favourite couple'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiO3U0DuZzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbyxIZlrmKU/s72-c/Pinkpop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6386021042482596854</id><published>2009-06-01T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:25:59.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 21!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was the big day - my big 21st birthday!!! We had a nice laid-back day, just chillin' at &lt;a href="http://www.skatethecradle.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the Cradle Skatepark&lt;/a&gt;, in the sun with some nice music and good friends. At night, we celebrated with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiOykxoZ-SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zPvubvAezJQ/s1600-h/bbday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiOykxoZ-SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zPvubvAezJQ/s200/bbday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342309927859386658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157619086469592/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6386021042482596854?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6386021042482596854/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/officially-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6386021042482596854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6386021042482596854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/06/officially-21.html' title='Officially 21!!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiOykxoZ-SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zPvubvAezJQ/s72-c/bbday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-2356961527240911624</id><published>2009-05-30T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:26:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirndl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just bought a 'dirndl', a traditional dress worn in southern Germany and Austria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, in the second hand store near my house! Almost perfect fit - really need to shift some pounds the next couple of months (SOS-Powerplan arrived just in time!). I'm really happy with this dress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiExcFYubvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KmOzSyzZEzk/s1600-h/eline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiExcFYubvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KmOzSyzZEzk/s200/eline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341604991590100722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiEq1l-qCvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BDVk-HxC0bw/s1600-h/eline.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2356961527240911624?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/2356961527240911624/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/dirndl.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2356961527240911624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2356961527240911624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/dirndl.html' title='Dirndl!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiExcFYubvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KmOzSyzZEzk/s72-c/eline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-95071951912509034</id><published>2009-05-30T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:26:23.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four-leaf clover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My fiancé found me a four-leaf and a five-leaf clover today!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiEVQroO1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/8IFbCt4WVpM/s1600-h/4er1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiEVQroO1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/8IFbCt4WVpM/s200/4er1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341574009371678002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-95071951912509034?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/95071951912509034/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-leaf-clover.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/95071951912509034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/95071951912509034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/four-leaf-clover.html' title='Four-leaf clover'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiEVQroO1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/8IFbCt4WVpM/s72-c/4er1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-1895063279327746074</id><published>2009-05-30T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:26:33.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre B-Day Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pre-celebrated my 21st birthday with some friends in Innsbruck last night. We went to Cafe-Bar Weli, which is a small bar where you can play many different (board) games. It was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiENSXAcbsI/AAAAAAAAADo/F7AjetWtXC0/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiENSXAcbsI/AAAAAAAAADo/F7AjetWtXC0/s200/bday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341565242102804162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157618913185547/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-1895063279327746074?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/1895063279327746074/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/pre-b-day-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1895063279327746074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/1895063279327746074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/pre-b-day-party.html' title='Pre B-Day Party'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiENSXAcbsI/AAAAAAAAADo/F7AjetWtXC0/s72-c/bday4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4557768142186776932</id><published>2009-05-28T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:26:44.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS-Powerplan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bikini-delivery is scheduled for the 24th of June. And to be quite frank, I don't just want the bikini as shown in the picture, I want to have the body as well!!! The good thing is that I have a subscription to WOMAN, an Austrian magazine. They printed an article in which an eight-week plan is provided to get into tip top bikini shape. I'm celebrating my 21st birthday this Friday and Sunday, so I'll start my action on Tuesday, the second of June. I have already informed my fitness instructor and he immediately suggested to write me a tough work-out programm to help me get in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh7Y7uifE1I/AAAAAAAAADg/883dzlWgNYs/s1600-h/V260555_525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh7Y7uifE1I/AAAAAAAAADg/883dzlWgNYs/s200/V260555_525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340944728724542290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd of June, my fitness instructor will put me through some tests to see where I am right now and what is needed to achieve my goal. Besides from this, I will write about my progress and the difficult moments on a regular basis on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Start: 2nd of June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitness tests + measurung my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Day 1 &amp;amp; 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detox Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tea - stinging nettle, birch leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Getting in shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Nutrition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vegetables - peas, beans, lentils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fruit - lemons, papayas, grapefruits, bananas (green)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whole grain products&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;High-protein products - fish, low-fat meat, dairy, soja, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caffeine - coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Capsaicin - chili peppers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chitin - crustacea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catechin - tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vanille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make sure to get enough vitamins and mineral into your system!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skip dinner 2 times a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Juice day' once a week - 250ml hot water in the morning, vegetable+fruit juices, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  No-go's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White flour - bread, pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fat products - cheese, high-fat meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sports:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get a personal fitness plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 day work-out, 1 day rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 x 40 minutes of cardio training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2-3 x 30 minutes of weight training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muscles are the best fat killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15 minutes of warm-up, then 30 minutes of weight training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finish your work-out with some stretching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maximum puls = (220 - age) x 0.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My max. puls = (220 -21) x 0.7 = 139&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Beauty: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anti-cellulite =&gt; Power Plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Facials with vitamin A, C and E, panthenol and niacinamide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanned skin =&gt; capsules with betacarotin, vitamine E, selenium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pedicure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Color eyelashes black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4557768142186776932?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4557768142186776932/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/sos-powerplan.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4557768142186776932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4557768142186776932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/sos-powerplan.html' title='SOS-Powerplan'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh7Y7uifE1I/AAAAAAAAADg/883dzlWgNYs/s72-c/V260555_525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6786496807602784479</id><published>2009-05-28T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:26:54.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grill &amp; Chill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday night, we had the 'Grill &amp;amp; Chill' night at our friend Judy's house. Her parents were away for the week and since she didn't want to be alone at home, she invited 1-2 friends to keep her company. Well, a bit more than 1-2 friends showed up! Great people, great music, great food, great fun! We had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh5nD4RqWSI/AAAAAAAAADY/Be1rUog9LvU/s1600-h/grillchill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh5nD4RqWSI/AAAAAAAAADY/Be1rUog9LvU/s200/grillchill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819524451719458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6786496807602784479?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6786496807602784479/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/grill-chill.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6786496807602784479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6786496807602784479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/grill-chill.html' title='Grill &amp; Chill'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/Sh5nD4RqWSI/AAAAAAAAADY/Be1rUog9LvU/s72-c/grillchill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-3094098870243805096</id><published>2009-05-25T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:27:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next Sunday (31st May), I'm celebrating my 21st birthday - Big 21!!  My ultimate birthday wish is getting my teeth fixed. My teeth got damaged during an accident a couple of years ago, so my teeth are a bit screwed up. Besides from this, my wisdom teeth have to come out, since they are bothering me terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine told me you can have a beautyweek in Hungary, which includes on the one hand getting your teeth fixed and on the other hand spa treatments and loads of r&amp;amp;r. This sound truely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/travel/article1839806.ece" target="_blank"&gt;A review from the Times Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recommended address I found: &lt;a href="http://www.kreativdent.eu/" target="_blank"&gt;Kreativdent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna make my birthday wish come true? Anyone in the mood for sponsoring a teeth or so? Let me know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShrAUdcWR2I/AAAAAAAAADI/5m1ZmmwAdH0/s1600-h/babd1735475bdcaa19f5a83024a830c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShrAUdcWR2I/AAAAAAAAADI/5m1ZmmwAdH0/s320/babd1735475bdcaa19f5a83024a830c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339791765934589794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-3094098870243805096?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/3094098870243805096/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimate-birthday-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3094098870243805096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/3094098870243805096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimate-birthday-wish.html' title='The Ultimate Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShrAUdcWR2I/AAAAAAAAADI/5m1ZmmwAdH0/s72-c/babd1735475bdcaa19f5a83024a830c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-6638293680664565940</id><published>2009-05-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:27:12.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerfun with Sweetybee</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beauty Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partying --&gt; celebrating our 21st birthdays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Museum Hermitage (A'dam) --&gt; 'Aan het Russische hof' exhibition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls night out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-6638293680664565940?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/6638293680664565940/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/summerfun-with-sweetybee.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6638293680664565940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/6638293680664565940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/summerfun-with-sweetybee.html' title='Summerfun with Sweetybee'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-2866978209749508565</id><published>2009-05-24T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:28:12.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grill @ Brandenberger Ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, we had a little grill-party at the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.at/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;q=Brandenberger+Ache,+Kufstein,+Tirol&amp;amp;sll=47.635784,13.590088&amp;amp;sspn=8.069497,23.291016&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;geocode=Fb4G1QId70u1AA&amp;amp;split=0&amp;amp;ll=47.478907,11.867208&amp;amp;spn=0.003952,0.011373&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=17&amp;amp;iwloc=A" target="_blank"&gt;Brandenberger Ache &lt;/a&gt;with Sebi and Anna. I had been working the intire day (doing uni-stuff in the morning and working with disabled children in the afternoon), although it was the most amazing weather to go swimming and sun-bading. It was a real nice evening and we stayed 'till 1 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT-p_KKw9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fvEtGP1vR4k/s1600-h/grill8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT-p_KKw9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fvEtGP1vR4k/s200/grill8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342675055250424786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157618633804927/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2866978209749508565?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SiT-p_KKw9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fvEtGP1vR4k/s72-c/grill8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5333563380126470712</id><published>2009-05-24T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:28:21.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerfun with sisterlove</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swimmingpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls night out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girls night @ home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beauty day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Horseback riding (on the beach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Icecream @ Garrone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5333563380126470712?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5333563380126470712/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/summerfun-with-sisterlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5333563380126470712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5333563380126470712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/summerfun-with-sisterlove.html' title='Summerfun with sisterlove'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5392833894895861665</id><published>2009-05-24T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:28:32.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://media.nowpublic.net/images//ba/b/babd1735475bdcaa19f5a83024a830c0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reparing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;violin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mattress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bookcase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;width&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: 190cm) in &lt;a href="http://www.bookcases-direct.co.uk/bookcases/large-breakfront-bookcase2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bikini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gabrielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ordered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bikini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whoohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShuGQrkHLjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H2ULBaf8yTc/s1600-h/bikini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShuGQrkHLjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H2ULBaf8yTc/s200/bikini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340009404308074034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, so I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reparing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5392833894895861665?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5392833894895861665/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5392833894895861665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5392833894895861665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/ShuGQrkHLjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H2ULBaf8yTc/s72-c/bikini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-2089275955446431334</id><published>2009-05-12T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:28:42.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my zebra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In November 2008, a new mall opened just 1500m from our home. Great, since that meant that I could finally do my grocery shopping without using public transportation. Unfortunately, they didn't make a zebra-crossing from the village I live in to the mall. Because of the round-a-bound on the one hand and the viaduct on the other hand, it was very difficult to cross the street without any problems. Because this annoyed me very much, I decided to write Brixlegg (the town that is responsible for the mall) an email informing them about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the difficulties. I didn't expect too much, untill I received an email from the mayor of Brixlegg the next day. He wrote that he was thankful for my comment and would make sure a zebra was realized within the next months. He did say that it could take a little, because of the weather conditions. Reading that email I thought "yeah, yeah, you can write that, but I don't think things will really change in the next months!".&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! Within a week they had put up the street signs! In the end, it took them 2 months to paint the zebra, but I did understand -- the weather had been horrible. Anyway, right now I am overjoyed with 'my' zebra and I feel happy everytime I cross it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjDJKD2II/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLzjGxmaKVo/s1600-h/zebra-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjDJKD2II/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLzjGxmaKVo/s320/zebra-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748564176066690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157618632929781/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more pictures of 'my' zebra! :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-2089275955446431334?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/2089275955446431334/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-my-zebra.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2089275955446431334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/2089275955446431334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-my-zebra.html' title='I got my zebra!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjDJKD2II/AAAAAAAAAC4/wLzjGxmaKVo/s72-c/zebra-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-4682629171362333579</id><published>2009-05-12T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:28:50.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My fiancé and I bought 'twin-bikes' about a year ago. Two very old, small, dutch bikes. Since I prefer to go to the train station by bike, my bike needed a 'little' restoration. My boyfriend found about 15 holes in each tire! While I was at university, my fiancé got his hands on my bike and turned it into a pimped, oldschool beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjalGHA9I/AAAAAAAAADA/XRlypjy-SuA/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjalGHA9I/AAAAAAAAADA/XRlypjy-SuA/s320/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748966812681170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elineeve/sets/72157618718751888/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgnKxVY_klI/AAAAAAAAACo/dkw3kU9NI5k/s1600-h/diary10-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-4682629171362333579?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/4682629171362333579/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-bike.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4682629171362333579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/4682629171362333579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-bike.html' title='My new bike!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SgxjalGHA9I/AAAAAAAAADA/XRlypjy-SuA/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5590827147286597199</id><published>2009-04-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:18:25.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;One night a man had a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dreamt he was walking with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            Across the sky flashed scenes of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            For each scene, he noticed two sets of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            footprints in the sand; one belonged to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            and the other to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            When the last scene of his life flashed before him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            he looked back at the footprints in the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            He noticed that many times along the path of his life there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            This really bothered the man and he questioned the Lord about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            the most troublesome times in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            when I needed you most, you would leave me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            The Lord replied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            "My precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            During your times of trial and suffering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            when you see only one set of footprints, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;            it was then that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I carried you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originalfassung des Gedichts Footprints © 1964 Margaret Fishback Powers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5590827147286597199?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5590827147286597199/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/footprints-in-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5590827147286597199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5590827147286597199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/footprints-in-sand.html' title='Footprints in the Sand'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-7344028589065576055</id><published>2009-04-25T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:27:48.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Today, I'd like to share some thoughts with you which have been crossing my mind lately. Three weeks ago, I went on a holiday to Holland and Barcelona with my fiancé. When we returned from our trip, we got some very shocking news: a friend of ours had passed away during our absence. The funeral had also taken place while we were away. At first, I didn't want to believe the news, it took quite some time for it to sink in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Since the day I heard he passed away, I've been thinking a lot about what my view on death is. What I'm about to tell you is my personal view on this topic and I'm not writing this to convince you of anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't consider a person, in the world as we know it, as one. In my consideration, there's a difference between body and soul. To make it more concrete for you, I'll compare it with a milkbox and the milk. To me, the body - the milkbox - is just the package containing the soul - the milk. The milkbox can get damaged during usage, but the milk is hardly influenced by this. Furthermore, the way I see it, when the milkbox breaks, the milk is allowed to move freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The world we live in is very materialistic. We 'collect' things that are concrete, because our bodies are concrete as well. Things such as 'love', 'hate', 'respect' aren't concrete. We can describe them, but neither fully understand nor possess them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;When our body is damaged beyong repair - when we die as we call it - our soul, our spirit moves on to the next level - 'passing away' so to say. I don't want to call it heaven where we headed to, because I think that this term has been characterized too much. Almost everyone could give you a 'cliché' description of heaven. I'd like to call it 'the next level' - your soul moves on to the next level. I would describe this as a place where material things loose their meaning and things such as 'love' etc. become concrete. In my imagination, this is a place where you experience personal fulfillment on a spiritual level. Furthermore, you can roam freely and do what you love to do most. It's a place of love, fun, spirituality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Because of what I've now described to you, I hope you can understand why I don't want to call it 'dying', but rather call it 'passing away'. The body dies, but it's just the package. It's the person inside that really matters, no matter what the package looks like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;To emphasize how much we hold on to material things in this world (I don't want to call it 'life', since this is what the soul experiences. Our body experiences 'the world', which is materialistic.), I would like you to recall what rituals occur during funerals. No matter what the culture, the funeral involves a coffin with the body in it. We need something concrete to say goodbye to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know if you have ever seen the body of someone who passed away. I did, and I must say that it really looks like a package without the content. You see the image of a person how we knew them, but the person inside had moved on. The soul is not dead, the soul left the body, because the body - the package - was broken beyond repair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I hope you can understand my vision on this topic now, but if you have any questions, I'd be happy to answer them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;All that's left to say now is, that I'm mourning because I miss my friend. I miss being able to talk to him...just do the things that we used to take for granted. I'm tearing up just now as I'm writing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But, the bright side is, that I do believe that he's in a wonderful place now, where he's having fun and does what he loves. His body got damaged beyong repair, but it's the person inside that really counts and I'm looking forward to meeting him again when I've passed away, when I'm able to be where he is right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;R.I.P. Dear Friend, I miss you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-7344028589065576055?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/7344028589065576055/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7344028589065576055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/7344028589065576055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-5012434284911757445</id><published>2009-04-24T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:08:44.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainbow of Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Lord, add meaning to my words&lt;br /&gt;by adding love to my heart&lt;br /&gt;and action to my faith"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;A Rainbow of Blessings" by B.J.Hoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-5012434284911757445?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/5012434284911757445/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainbow-of-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5012434284911757445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/5012434284911757445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainbow-of-blessings.html' title='A Rainbow of Blessings'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377251828197703807.post-8007355153474476746</id><published>2009-04-24T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:09:30.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Welcome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my blog! On this blog, I will tell about my daily life and what's on my mind on a regular basis. I will kick off with telling you something about me and next time, you'll know what I'm up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! WL, Eline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. You will find more about me on my &lt;a href="http://eline.rides.at/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;website!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I was born on the 31st of May 1988 in Krimpen aan den Lek, the Netherlands. After moving 11 times and living in Haarlem, Nieuwerkerk aan den IJssel, Zwijndrecht, Landgraaf and Innsbruck, I've now landed in Rattenberg, Tirol, Austria. I'm living together with my boyfriend Guido in an amazing apartment in the center of town.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We've got the Cradle Skatepark right around the corner, as well as Alpbachtal. Skateboarding, Snowboarding, Mountainbiking...it's all possible here. It's the most beautifull place to live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been together with my boyfriend Guido for over 3 years now. We met through snowboarding and found out after 5 minutes that we just got the same job in Austria as a snowboarding instructor, which meant, we were about to live together in Leogang! My mom thought it was just a summer romance between us, but we've been together since the day we met! Although his official profession is being an electrician, he's one of the most gifted photographers I've ever met! &lt;a href="http://www.gwphotography.at/" target="_blank"&gt;Check out his work on his website!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduating High School in Zwijndrecht, the Netherlands, I worked for a year to find out what I really wanted in life. Three month after graduating, I moved to Austria to study the German language. In October 2007, I started my studies 'Management, Communication &amp;amp; IT' at the Management Center Innsbruck (MCI).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ridin'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had been skiing for about 11 years, I had my first snowboard course in Leogang, Austria. I immediately fell in love with the sport. At the age of 13, I was welcomed in the Chacaltaya-Snowboardteam, where I learned so much about riding techniques, preparing the board before a contest, etc. With the Chacaltaya-team, I've been riding lots of contests, with my biggest achievement winning the national championships in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I became a qualified snowboard teacher and I still think it's the best job ever! I really love working with the kids, being outdoors, snow under my feet....just a dream! Besides teaching, I love riding backcountry with my boyfriend and our friends. In summer, I like to go Bowlriding @ The Cradle, mountainbiking and rock climbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/377251828197703807-8007355153474476746?l=elinerides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/feeds/8007355153474476746/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-welcome-to-my-blog-on-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8007355153474476746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/377251828197703807/posts/default/8007355153474476746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinerides.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-welcome-to-my-blog-on-this-blog.html' title='Welcome!!'/><author><name>Eline Liselotte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01889196882791739913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nhJ-LpEZQPQ/SfC5yubjzFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/owvGhUsucYg/S220/IMG_6876.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
