Big city life

A long weekend in big city is the time when you can feel yourself as lonely as never before.... A weekend for me means already known route from cofee-house to shokoladntisa, from il patio to mia piace, from Okhotniy Ryad to Evropeiskiy on Kievskaya, from Formula Kino to 35 mm....
For sure weekends also include new cafee found somewhere in the center like belgium cafee with bread and praline (Sasha, privet!) or Bou-cafee on Tsvetnoi Boulvar....
A lot of issues discussed with my friends, a lot of jokes, new gossips, new desires, everything what can take place on weekend, but still when I think what would be an ideal weekend of 8th March for Masha 2010, what do I imagine?

Am I returning with my Gyl-bag from the weekend somewhere in Europe and strive to reach home and go asap to bed to get up 2morow in 7am to go to job?
Am I sitting in coffe-house, visit new exhibition, watch new Oscar-candidate movie with my friends?
Or am I watching soccer laying on sofa with Erkan and having bbq in the balcony?

I don’t know but having the mood to have the 3rd now, is it cause 1st 2 I already have and experience or is the 3rd really the most wanted by me?
I don’t know why again I have such mood to dig my soul deeply... Is it cause yoga so popular now or I really want to make it? Is it cause coach-programm fromWH needed to me or it’s just cool to have it? Is it cause Gabiza told it helps to reflect or cause she’s PAI?
To escape from big city I left it on Saturday morning for 3 days for a little village somewhere 40th km away, Mashka and her datcha were again the same hospitable to me like months before... The only thing changed were the snow rows up to the knees instead of mentol plants ready to be picked up for mojito ;)
So mojito was replaced by wine, champagne and martini (my standart kit for last 5 (omg) days).... And then bbq, banya, shisha and other stuff followed... No cofee (just self-made by mashka for breakfast, mmmh), no pizza, no glamour-life =) Many sms and some phone calls with nice wishings for Women’s Day and non-stop soviet movies...Leshas guitar songs devoted to Katya... Are they sweet... In-house golf, Mashka’s Lowenbegger bigger than she and stripped cats....Really different and nice time, just 2h away of Moscow...
However, big city life couldn’t avoid me even this weekend and was caught by Lina on my way back.... Again cofee, pizza, shopping and here I am, writing my blog...
Next weekend will be also different....We’ll have local conference for young students who wants to join AIESEC this year, elections of our successors for next term and Cebula is coming to Moscow.... Remembering myself a year ago, passionate about bringing success to my LC, passionate about building up strong people in my LC, passionate about working with my dear team-mates,passionate about bringing many foreigners to Moscow and changing people’s lives....
Reflecting this Thursday.... Sitting in Mu-mu and drinking beer with the people who brought me to AIESEC, with the people with whom I worked together throughout all these years, with the people whom I brought to AIESEC and for sure with interns whom I brought to Moscow, people for whom Moscow became professional experience abroad... Felt really happy... Where would that people be if some of us would not see an AIESEC-poster in university once? Nobody knows... But I really feel my contribution to our success, to changing people’s life...
Whenever I work, live and spend weekends, I wanna stay change agent...