<?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-22997851</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:27:13.935+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Luis in Oulu</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily life in this city</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luis Soler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/DSC01606.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997851.post-114348628860827371</id><published>2006-03-27T21:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:08:10.966+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When you are far from your home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;How annoying it is when you are sleeping in your bedroom and suddenly you can hear the noise of the hoover at home. Of course this noise doesn't let you sleep anymore... what about when you want to bring some friends at home? You have to tell your parents that they will be there. You have to tell them in advance if you aren't going to sleep tonight in your home, if you want to go for a walk after dinner, if you need the car...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;So then is when you really miss living alone, without any watchdog looking what you do. It is great this feeling of freedom given to you, in part for living alone and in part by anonymity. Yes, if you are not anonymous then you lose this freedom even if you live in your own flat, but you know... neighbours are these little eyes looking at what you do. It doesn't bother to them, but there they are. Anyway it is always better than always asking for permission to do everything. You can cook at 6 a.m. after the party, or even better, you can continue your party at home. You can leave your bedroom completely messed up. It doesn't matter, nobody will shout you for that. The higiene stuff is very personal, there is people that even if they live alone, they take care of their rooms. It is very respectable, even praiseworthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;It is when you live alone that you realize how many things your parents do for you at home, you don't realize because you never had to do them. But they still have to be done (the exception maybe the ironing). Doing the washing, cleaning the floor, hoovering, cleaning the dishes, washing the bathroom, and a long etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;What about the quality of the food that lonely people gobble? Frozen pizza, makkara, and all kinds of  ten-minute-pan cooking meals. This is also a moment when you miss the food of your mother or grandma (it is normal that it is good, if you spend 3 hours cooking; also a good hand and a lot of love is required). A solution maybe trying to cook good food for yourself. Come on! It takes so much time, and you have to think beforehand, buy all the ingredients and think of the time at which you have to start cooking. And after all clean all what you used!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;This last solution is the one I have chosen, specially after feeling sick for eating in the university. I can say that it takes much more time, but on the other hand it is much cheaper, and much healthier. I have learnt to enjoy cooking so the time I spend in this activity is really nice part of the day. Relaxing and exciting for the senses is the activity of cooking. I really recommend it to you, maybe the first time is not good, but don't give up! Try, experiment, be imaginative and innovate...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An authentic good pizza, if you taste it, you will not want the pizzeria anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/1600/DSC01434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/320/DSC01434.jpg" alt="brownie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice Brownie, it takes around 30 minutes to cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/1600/DSC01431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/320/DSC01431.jpg" alt="pizza" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22997851-114348628860827371?l=luis-oulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/feeds/114348628860827371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997851&amp;postID=114348628860827371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114348628860827371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114348628860827371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-you-are-far-from-your-home.html' title='When you are far from your home...'/><author><name>Luis Soler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/DSC01606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997851.post-114097570347581003</id><published>2006-02-26T19:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:42:47.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice hockey final in Torino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/forsberg_peter060226get.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/forsberg_peter060226get.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Finland was waiting for this match. Match between Finland and Sweden. A duel that goes further from the ice ring. A duel between the "poor" Finland and the "powerful" Sweden, at least that is the vision that the swedish have of Finland. Finland hasn't beaten Sweden in an ice hockey match since 1995. It was going to be a hard match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a bar in Oulu, Finland, all the supporters were quite excited with the possibility of winnig the gold medal. Here it is the national sport, like football in Brazil, children wear t-shirts of their favourite ice hockey player and they learn by heart the alineation of their team. Only one man was a sweddish supporter so he will be the only one partying tonight in Oulu. Many people was dissapointed because they feel like having lost a good chance to make a big party (specially some exchange students that I know). But many finns were just so sad that the only thing they could do is cry or stay with a silly face. Me I know very well this feeling, as a Spanish our national football team always gives us ilussion, but finally we always loose in quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginnig of the last part of the match the score was 2-2. But in the first 10 seconds of this last period Sweden has scored a goal. Finland was not awake. The score was 3-2 for Sweden. And it has been like that until the end of the game. Final score 3-2 for Sweden, the new world championship. Next time I hope Finland will show that they are able to win the final. Courage Finland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22997851-114097570347581003?l=luis-oulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/feeds/114097570347581003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997851&amp;postID=114097570347581003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114097570347581003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114097570347581003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/2006/02/ice-hockey-final-in-torino.html' title='Ice hockey final in Torino'/><author><name>Luis Soler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/DSC01606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997851.post-114090019111572830</id><published>2006-02-25T22:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:59:42.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Egypt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/640/DSC01391.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2207/2349/320/DSC01391.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally it seems that I am not in Egypt nor in the Louvre. But we also have piramids, moreover, frozen. In fact it is the botanical garden of the university of Oulu, a kind of intergalactic winter-quarters ... otherwise, I don't understand why they did t with that shape... But I like it, why not, it reminds me the time when I was watching Stargate (not too long ago)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22997851-114090019111572830?l=luis-oulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/feeds/114090019111572830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997851&amp;postID=114090019111572830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114090019111572830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114090019111572830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/2006/02/snow-in-egypt.html' title='Snow in Egypt?'/><author><name>Luis Soler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/DSC01606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22997851.post-114085341251636641</id><published>2006-02-25T09:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T10:17:21.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsel</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. At last I have made one of those blogs. Let's see how it works and if it is easy, that is what I most want. Otherwise I would do like &lt;a href="http://pibit.silentcolors.net"&gt;pibit&lt;/a&gt; who has built her blog from raw. As you can imagine I am definitely more lazy. Little by little I will explain how does my life work in this latitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22997851-114085341251636641?l=luis-oulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/feeds/114085341251636641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22997851&amp;postID=114085341251636641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114085341251636641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22997851/posts/default/114085341251636641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis-oulu.blogspot.com/2006/02/handsel.html' title='Handsel'/><author><name>Luis Soler</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/9962/200/DSC01606.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
