Rudy Van Gelder Recording Techniques

Chatter meeting at the Baltic Sea

Every year is a beach-CT - this time in Schwedeneck on the Baltic. Entire four days it went directly into my home in the most beautiful state in the world. Together with the fact that it would be a tent-CT, were down from the beginning optimum basis. And as promised, well-being was, in effect perfectly.

On Thursday it began with the arrival. I gathered at the railway station in Kiel three Chatter and together we made our way to the campground. What looked on google maps so easily proved, but then found to be quite difficult, because something in me prevented that we are only just went straight. With some effort and a spectacular slope of a sudden turn-off but still we found out. It had already arrived some, the first tents were already set up and everything was a nice, slow pace.
I went home again to fetch my luggage, then it went really begins. In a somewhat
larger group has been explored in the late afternoon, the sea, the path through the woods proved to be a long but beautiful. The beach that we found below the cliff, was also well into the sea on the other hand full of sharp, slippery rocks. Relatively typical of the Baltic Sea, as I know, but nonetheless annoying. Of these, let the small group does not hold, the ocean has been explored, despite rain and chilly wind.
Dinner was modest and to our delight, the dishwasher had failed in the main house, so had to be washed by hand. A handful of chatter was voluntarily willing and actually has to say in retrospect that it made a lot of fun in spite of everything has to be in the kitchen to wash and cut up the despair to scarves fashioned linens. The kitchen duty work by the way the whole day more or less smoothly, from hat, also chatters can organize something like that!
The first night I spent in my bed in the trailer alone, I had a pleasant space for spreading out and therefore well connected.
The next morning was glorious, I woke up early on by itself, was clean teeth and enjoyed being able to do on the way the cold druch other chatters a good morning. The breakfast was served, very slowly woke up all, even the sun made be seen. And so I spent most of Friday morning on the lawn in the sun, well protected with sun cream (unlike some other incorrigible) and was happy just about how nice it on the sea can be.
the afternoon then came to the other CT-visitors, it was a bit fuller and got one with the basis that it gave the program. The day dragged on leisurely along, and suddenly it was already evening, it was grilled - as always with such a CT, which could not simply missing. Unfortunately, I ruined my stomach it somehow, so I later went home to my parents in order to cure me there overnight. This actually helped
on Saturday Morning I was as fit as ever, a great breakfast at home and a pleasant ride back to camp, where also all had just finished breakfast. I sat around a bit and then got with that another organizer had arrived overnight - the chuck me immediately for his scavenger hunt. Together with some other chatters so I made a team, which the deadline is the first of the six stations of the hunt once around the campground, we solved quizzes, calculating duties and sports challenges. In the end, our quick head was worth just as fast as our legs, we had used only about 16 minutes and won this one Smiliecode.
The comic high point of the CTs, it was probably one discovered by us that his tent - by far the smallest of all - was suddenly no longer there, where it should be. Two biscuits joke that came out later to their own evil, had it converted the quiet.
On this day, I enjoyed two more times in detail the view from the cliff to the sea umbraust from the stormy wind that swept across the Baltic Sea and brought the incomparable scent of the water with it. I admit I am a northern lights, nothing more I can inspire as storm, cool air, sea, and the Nordic nature. If it was up to me to have the time I spent in the company on the shoulder of the cliff, never end must ...
the evening there was actually a campfire with bread. When I arrived at the fire, it burned already (what a surprise!) And the dough was ready. I grabbed a stick stuck dough around it and sat myself in the fire. When it was dark, came more and more chatter on the mackerel went out and I broke up with a companion, in the forest floor more suitable bread sticks look. This proved to be difficult, but luckily we got in the end not return empty-handed.
The fire was, as always, the highlight of the CTs, a talented guitar player and a singer at least as talented spontaneous sweetened with us the hours of their Music. Incidentally we smoked some hookah and every now and then fueled the fire again. Here it proved unfortunately to be unwise, that I had brought my new shoes, my old CT-shoes that still had to survive each fire, were unfortunately in Halle. So I then found that 15 € shoes keep the razor burn in the fire situation and unfortunately not very easy. Now I have again no more shoes that I can wear on the street and I'm very desperate.
very late again I crawled into the trailer, along with my time the next bed, but the tiredness made sure that despite tight fast asleep and the next morning woke up on time again.
Now it said dismantle tents, pack your bags together, shoot the photos and say goodbye last decent of them all. In column, we went to the station where I put down my three companions and then handed back the car of my sister. And then it went further - towards Burger King. As life would have it, some time after trickled in our large group had left up there, a small group, led by a sysadmin, there a purely accidental, but that's why all the funnier. The radio reported congestion around the Elbe, other chatters warned us and so decided the driver in the car in which I sat, that we would drive over roads. This proved to be see good idea out, because there were significantly fewer miles to drive, the track was absolutely beautiful and we found by chance during a stop, which was intended only to change drivers, an incredibly good ice cream cafe in a tiny town called Überlingen wide.
Clock Around 18 we were then in Magdeburg, where I climbed into my IC direction hall, at half past seven I was finally in my apartment. Managed by the CT, but also very, very happy.

In summary, I find only that it was a perfect round CT. Incredibly relaxing, maybe a bit cold, but still enough sun, a few, but very pleasant visitors, incredible scenery all around and ... just perfect. Would prefer We probably all been there. I very much hope that there will soon give an equivalent CT!

Calories Bag Of Homestyle Pop

Entertainment

heat, dry, windless heat, it's just not for me. I am a Northern man, I love storms, rain and cold. The weather here is to create, to stop my thought processes and make me unable to move. Even sleep is exhausting, without a thick blanket on me I can not sleep, but with this it is too warm, too warm. Someone save me!

While we're in English: I quite accidentally found on my favorite site for fanfiction writer in the profiles of a link to another page with very new fanfictions: http://www.dramione.org. I'm pretty excited about this site, partly because she has a beautiful layout (at least the style I chose, I like it very much, but others are also nice), but mainly because the fanfictions there a completely different claim have. The stories all have only Hermione Granger / Draco Malfoy as the main couple, they are all (the page just by Americans) in English and what I like most: Every single story is corrected for spelling and grammar before the administrators published. I had started before, translating into my old fanfiction Englicshe and have the now continuing. The first chapter online and directly to my weakness I have noticed: The list of corrections sent me my beta, consisted mainly of punctuation in direct speech. So I let me send you a page of which responds to the usual rules of English grammar and explained. I do not understand why you have been taught in school never commas, I believe I even remember that some teachers said the use of commas in English have no fixed rules, we should do it by feel. But at least for direct speech, there are obviously very well established rules. Well, you never stop learning. I like it very much that I can improve my English in this way a little. Otherwise offers Side a small amount of wonderful fanfictions, most long-only a few or even a chapter, but others with over 100 I have to think very much of me to spend the whole day in reading. Even this page is new (just half a year old), but the whole structure of her she already exceeding all other fan fiction sites and above all has the feeling to live with the administrators there in a kind of family relationship. A small Shoutbox allows even a kind of chat with other authors. Unlike other fan fiction sites hir is immediately felt on a community, a small circle of people around the world, indulge in the same passion.

On Thursday evening I had, as always, my course "teaching of civic education," the seminar, where we had played through a village founded. That is now completed and we spend time now trying to get to know other methods of political education. This week was the game plan turn, practiced on a simulated example of EU-Council meeting at which concerned the inclusion of Serbia, Turkey and Kosovo. The debate was very heated, especially the representatives of Serbia proved to be a difficult talk to, and my role as Greece, Kosovo does not even recognize as a country was not exactly pleasant. Nevertheless, the game was a lot of fun and ended with a laugh, as the student who has played remarked Serbia, that Kosovo had moved in with him recently - of course in the form of the student, who played in Kosovo.

On the way back to Kosovo and Serbia took place again something which made us laugh: A motorcycle gang roared past us, right in the middle, two quads ... and behind them even a tiny moped. This brought us alone already badly laugh, what makes your a moped in a motorcycle gang? But then we met them again at the next intersection and had to get through the seven or eight vehicles by wind - and we noticed that they were all scooters up to the two quads. The men on it were all with pretty stout Beer belly, had a dirty white muscle shirt on and played like it belongs to me the gas, while they let loose their strong arms. I think we still have minutes later had a laughing fit if the ridiculousness of this vision - adult, fat men who felt their children's scooters incredibly cool ... and the whole thing seriously. This is really ridiculous hardly be surpassed. But one thing you have to leave them: As for the noise they come to real motorcycles actually ran!

White Mucus 2 Days Before My Period

dancing at the Long Night of Science

Yesterday it was so far, our next dance performance to stand, this time as part of the Long Night of Sciences. Since the stage was very small, we have only a formation of Chacha Jive and dance provided for standard dances was just no room. As predicted, it was very hot and oppressive, ideal conditions for two such strenuous dances. The last sample before went well, we were more or less stabilized, but the heat made us create. The gig itself was then only moderately, as the floor of the stage just was not a floor, every turn, yes, actually every character has been very difficult because one was always slow down or even be stuck. Viewers should not mistake our many have noticed, but we were a bit disappointed. Under these conditions, we do have a very good performance to be related (at least we have the formation of only two days earlier for the first time through dance completely), but it was not quite as good as hoped. We then sat
still together on the lawn, have the other groups (belly dance, hip hop, break dancing etc) watched and listened to the university orchestra. It had cooled pleasant, the talks were beautiful and our old dance teacher who had moved to 2 months before Hagen was the occasion of their graduate surrender came and had joined us. At half past eleven we made our way together to a dance club, where even a salsa party went off. It was eleven clock when we arrived and we were the first and stayed until about midnight pretty much the only ones there.
For me that was very interesting, since I do a little salsa and bachata and merengue almost can not. Together with another couple from the dance class and our teacher said, and old dance teacher, then we have practiced a little, but much of the evening I was sitting but rather on the side and folded cranes. A little highlight was the moment when my dance teacher asked me then - he wanted to teach me a little something. That went quite well, and he said in between, he would with me, "never feel on which leg," I stand. I have no idea if I'm doing something wrong or why this is, but somehow it is probably confused. Immediately following it was then actually played even a Chacha, whereupon the whole dance class stormed the area and I have with my partner once again danced the choreography of the performance. Immediately afterwards there was much to my delight a jive, but only very briefly, then was re-played salsa. I have a little more dancing, but at some point but then I put back on the page. After I had blessed our old dance teacher and another young man from the dance class with tiny self-made cranes, I went and it was on it already quarter to one.
Overall a very nice evening, although I can hardly Salsa and the music at some point this gives you the feeling of drug to be, namely the strong rhythm is accompanied by a myriad of other drum-like instruments and makes a simple wuschig sometime in the head. On the other hand, it is very impressive when all the couples on the dance floor, sees the move smooth and hip swinging around each other around.

Today it is still hot, so I'm going to not watch the Germany match at public viewing, but remain slightly cooler in my apartment (I guess in here there are only 25 degrees). On the one hand, I hope we win, on the other hand - if we win, we play Wednesday night in the semifinals and then the dancing would fail (the last time this semester) again. I'm undecided, should I hope for.