Rainbow Child

I hated going to the market. Mum would drag me with her almost every Saturday morning. She loved buying fruits and vegetables from there and she would always come back with flowers as well. The market in Baia Mare was awful. It still is, to be honest. It is an outdoor market and if there aren’t puddles all over the pavement, then there surely is mud. The peasant don’t look very happy: during summer is too hot there, during winter is freezing cold. There is one person I like there, tough. It’s a man in his early sixties who sells tomatoes. I think he must have more than… 20 varieties of tomatoes. I have always wanted to buy one of each and then decide which I like best, but I have never done it, of course. (To be put on the “things to do before I die” list.)

But everything changed when I moved here. There is a big market just 5 minutes away from my flat. It’s an indoor one, very clean and nice, so the sellers don’t look that unhappy. And I have my favourite people from whom I always buy. There’s the lady who sells potatoes. She’s from Suceava, in her mid-forties, very jolly and nice. If it happens to pass by her and not see her, she always says ‘hello, young lady, how are you?’ and then we chit-chat.

Then there’s this old lady whom I buy flowers from. She never remembers my face and when someone passes by she invites them in a high-pitched voice to buy some flowers. I always do it and then I tell her that I always buy flowers from her. She then feels ashamed and asks me to forgive her for not remembering my face but she’s old and she sees a lot of different people every day. I tell her it’s OK and then I take the flowers.

And I also like the couple who sells melons from their truck parked in the front of the market. She is very nice, he is always very quiet. But they have the best watermelons I’ve eaten!

The only problem is that after a trip to the market my bags are so heavy that I feel I won’t ever make it back home

I’ve got lots of free time now and even if I waste most of it I still have plenty for cooking. So instead of being employed and saving money for future trips, I’ve become this Hausfrau who’s main concern is what to cook the next day. Cream soups, risotto, Apfelstrudel, bread, pasta – you name it, I cook it.

If we go on like this, I bet that by Christmas I’ll have to buy new clothes, one size bigger. But cooking is fun and I enjoy doing it. And besides, I can spend more time with Martha. She’s always helping me in the kitchen and I can’t remember when was the last time I ate alone. We get along so well and I’m really grateful for this.The first 2 years I spent with the Romanian girls were absolutely horrible, but now I’m making up for that period

So yeah, everything is beautiful and nothing hurts

Un asemenea eveniment nici nu mai are nevoie de prezentare

I’m so full of contradictions: I love being independent but I hate having responsibilities. I love having free time but I don’t know how to use it. I don’t mind being alone but happy couples make me wanna puke.

And I’m not even in a bad mood!

• the wind was so bitchy today that by the time I got to the first stop I had tears running down my cheeks. How pathetic I felt wiping them off
• I have to start wearing my winter clothes cause otherwise I’ll freeze to death on my bike. Yey to handmade scarves and to thick gloves!
• today a man parked his car on the bike lane and when he saw me coming he apologised. My faith in humanity has been restored…
• …or not. I’ve just read that they’re not letting us have our night bike walks anymore. It’s illegal, they say. Fuck you, I say.
• today I forgot to eat my cereals, brush my teeth, take my camera with me and I was waiting for my tea water to boil but without turning on the cooker. I’m getting old.
• my master classes are finally starting this Friday and I already have some translations to do. I’m so excited about this! I’ve been idle for way too long.
• my colleagues are sooo nice! We even went for tea today. I think this might be the beginning of a beautiful friendship
• if only I had a part-time job… *sigh*
• I thought I was over with having a soft spot for the wrong kind of people. Guess not.
• I can hardly wait for the Kumm concert on the 30th of October! It’s gonna be epic!
• getting up early in the morning is something that I can’t do anymore. And I don’t want to do it never-ever again.
• the only thing I like about cold days is that I can stay indoors, eat oranges, read, listen to depressive music and not feel guilty about any of it.