The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
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4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 30,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 7 Film Festivals
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In 2012, I have invested in my self.
It says “Worker working in the construction, looking for a girlfriend”. How can read this? It is in Turkish. This poorly looking hand-writing note also includes a gsm number from Germany. I guess, the Belgo-Turkish students in the campus try to make a joke to someone.
Ten Ten is from Brussels. He has friends here.
This is the entrance of a pre-metro station in my neighborhood. As from my architecture related posts it is devoted to the art nouveau architect Victor Horta. Recently, the entrance is painted in an art nouveau style.
What did I do today?
I have walked on a red carpet.
What di I ate today?
I ate a winter soup.
Previous week when I was in Istanbul, I have visited the old town. In proximity to the spice bazaar was the cities luckiest lottery ticket kiosk. It may be the luckiest lottery booth in the world. It’s certainly one of the most popular. In the heart of Istanbul’s historic Eminönü district, the Nimet Abla lottery kiosk has become so renowned for producing regular winners that it has become a magnet for the punters.
Melek Nimet Özden founded the kiosk, lending it both her name and her luck. Nimet Abla (“Big sister Nimet”) started selling lottery tickets in 1928, and after she won the big new year’s lottery draw in 1931 her shop earned nationwide fame as the luckiest lottery booth in Turkey.
The Nimet Abla kiosk in the Eminönü district of Istanbul accounts for one in 10 lottery tickets sold in Turkey.
Well, the crazy queue in front of Nimet Abla discouraged us so we walked a little far to try our luck with Bahcekapi, the famous branch (also so-called lucky) of the national lottery (Milli Piyango). So the question is what will I do if I win 20 million Euros?
Read more about Nimet Abla here
Yesterday I have visited the Brussels historic market (Grand Place) to see the Christmas decorations. Early in November a big debate was about the decision of not having a genuine Christmas tree. For many years a traditional fir tree has embellished the market square, but this year the tree’s sponsor, electricity generator Electrabel, has opted for something new. Although I have read good comments about the installations from a Paris-based art company, that was commissioned to deliver the modern tree, the result is something cheap and ugly. Especially during the day time the tree looks really creepy. I did not have any motivation to climb up staircase to look around. Anyway the Christmas period and holiday season is something nice so it is best to ignore such details around us.
This week I am going to do tele-working. Mainly occupied for drafting a paper and also prepare a super8 footage for a photo exhibition that will take place end of February. I am also taking time to backup my photo archive via Lightroom catalogues and arrange backup on Flickr. I will keep posting more to the blog.
Merry Xmas and happy festivus!
In this gray country I keep searching for the green.
In sixties you might call Mini Cooper as Seven. Perhaps Che was called Buddha…