CD’s are history

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Going Obsolete.”

In my childhood CD’s were cool. If you got one, that meant, that you are the true fan of an artist. You have heard more songs from him than there are on the radio. And you could listen to these songs unlimited times, and weren’t even bothered by rewinding them for a long time as it was with tapes.

And there was a fuss with players too. You had to get a quality player, so that it didn’tskip a beat when you shook it more than you should. They also were too big to put in your pockets, so you had to keep them in hands or put in a bag.

I knew the sequence of songs on many, many CD’s.

However, when recently a professor ir my university demanded our homework to be submitted in a CD, I discovered, that there are no CD writers left in my home. Laptops have been getting thinner for a while, and the have lost much weight by losing CD writer. Also with the cloud technologies like Dropbox I no longer have a need to put files on a CD.

I miss CD’s not just because they remind e of my childhood, but also because they were so beautifully designed.

Do you still use CD’S?


Adventure while travelling

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Kindness of┬áStrangers.”

Recently I was on a trip to he Austrian Alps. I was travelling in a bus with a small trailer, where our bikes were stored. On our way back we decided to go through the Czech Republic during night. We were near the Polish border when around midnight our gasoline ended.

We were stuck. No gas stations nearby. Middle of a night in a foreign country. No one to call for help.

So our driver stood next to the bus, waved a flashlight and hoped to stop a passing by car.

Shortly after that a German woman in a Dachia stopped. But she was afraid of us (Latvians in the Czech midnight with a bus four times bigger than her car) so she drove away.

We tried to stop another vehicle, but no one stopped for about an hour.

When we started to lose our hope, some Belarusians stopped and offered to drive to the nearest gas station. Ten minutes after their and our drivers departure they returned – our driver had forgotten his wallet in the bus. The next drive to the gas station was more successful. We had the gasoline enough, to get to the Polish gas stations.

Big thanks to the mysterious Belarusians in the middle of the Czech night on highway! Europe with its versatile inhabitants is great and surprising.


Summer in Latvia

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In the Summertime.”

In this prompt I am supposed to write about highlights of my summer so far. Instead Ii want to tell you a sad joke.

There are two kinds of winter in Latvia. The Green one is OK, and the white one is a bit colder.

And by the green winter is meant summer. Because sometimes temperature in summer solstice and in Christmas differs by 4 degrees. And this year I have experienced about three days of summer so far.

Recently I was on a trip to Austrian Alps and spent a week there riding a bike. This definitely is worth mentioning, when talking about summer. Unfortunately, it was raining all the time there too.

So I would like to request for the real summer to come here already. I want to go swimming, read a book on a beach or have warm evening barbecue.