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  • Ốc chị Lệ - 88 Cửa Bắc

Bị thần ốc nhập nên trời nóng hừng hực 40 độ vẫn chấp nhận vừa ngồi ăn ốc vừa tắm😂 Thế mà cũng đông phết chứ đùa. Ốc nhà chị Lệ đắt hơn hàng ốc khác 1 híu. Kiểu như 1 bát ốc mít hấp bt tầm 50k thì ở đây 70k, nhưng con nào con nấy béo múp míp, núng nính, to tròn, mà thích nhất là sạch sẽ, k sạn, k nhớt. Cút lộn xào me thì hem quá đặc sắc, nếu so với chị Nga Nam Đồng. Signature ở đây chắc là ngao xào bơ tỏi dừa, sốt chấm bánh mỳ bon mồm kinh khủng mặc dù ngao hơi bé, ăn k đã miệng.
  • Ốc chị Lệ - 88 Cửa Bắc

    Bị thần ốc nhập nên trời nóng hừng hực 40 độ vẫn chấp nhận vừa ngồi ăn ốc vừa tắm😂 Thế mà cũng đông phết chứ đùa. Ốc nhà chị Lệ đắt hơn hàng ốc khác 1 híu. Kiểu như 1 bát ốc mít hấp bt tầm 50k thì ở đây 70k, nhưng con nào con nấy béo múp míp, núng nính, to tròn, mà thích nhất là sạch sẽ, k sạn, k nhớt. Cút lộn xào me thì hem quá đặc sắc, nếu so với chị Nga Nam Đồng. Signature ở đây chắc là ngao xào bơ tỏi dừa, sốt chấm bánh mỳ bon mồm kinh khủng mặc dù ngao hơi bé, ăn k đã miệng.
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  • Bryce Canyon has some of the best views for your buck - lots of cool stuff  just a short hike away... and their astronomy events are awesome, we even got to see the ring nebula through a telescope! (look it up online)
  • Bryce Canyon has some of the best views for your buck - lots of cool stuff just a short hike away... and their astronomy events are awesome, we even got to see the ring nebula through a telescope! (look it up online)
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  • Sushi Kei - Giảng Võ

Thì đi ăn thử cái quán sushi xem nó ra sao. Tụi tui gọi q phần cá hồi và sò điệp sáhimi, 1 mì xào hải sản và 1 salad rong bỉn. Ấn tượng chung là chả có ấn tượng gì mấy. Ăn sashimi sò địp xong về hum sau ôm bụng ấm ách quặn đau tào tháo rượt, mà cũng đắt chớ rẻ j cho cam.
  • Sushi Kei - Giảng Võ

    Thì đi ăn thử cái quán sushi xem nó ra sao. Tụi tui gọi q phần cá hồi và sò điệp sáhimi, 1 mì xào hải sản và 1 salad rong bỉn. Ấn tượng chung là chả có ấn tượng gì mấy. Ăn sashimi sò địp xong về hum sau ôm bụng ấm ách quặn đau tào tháo rượt, mà cũng đắt chớ rẻ j cho cam.
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  • Mỳ vằn thắn Mỹ Hạnh - Ngọc Lâm

Lâu lâu update cho các bạn biết mình vẫn ăn hàng đều đều😂 nhân ngày qua Ngọc Lâm ăn thịt xiên nướng siêu to hổng nhồ bị fail nên chuyển qua ăn bát mì vằn thắn full options 35k👌
  • Mỳ vằn thắn Mỹ Hạnh - Ngọc Lâm

    Lâu lâu update cho các bạn biết mình vẫn ăn hàng đều đều😂 nhân ngày qua Ngọc Lâm ăn thịt xiên nướng siêu to hổng nhồ bị fail nên chuyển qua ăn bát mì vằn thắn full options 35k👌
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  • Het is vandaag heerlijk weer om Leiden vanaf het water te ontdekken. 🚤 Wist je dat Leiden in totaal 28 km aan grachten en singels heeft? En de binnenstad telt maar liefst 88 bruggen.🌁 Omdat het best druk kan zijn op het water zijn er een aantal vaarregels. Je kan ze bekijken op onze website: leiden.nl/vaarregels ☀️
  • Het is vandaag heerlijk weer om Leiden vanaf het water te ontdekken. 🚤 Wist je dat Leiden in totaal 28 km aan grachten en singels heeft? En de binnenstad telt maar liefst 88 bruggen.🌁 Omdat het best druk kan zijn op het water zijn er een aantal vaarregels. Je kan ze bekijken op onze website: leiden.nl/vaarregels ☀️
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  • 2019 must be the year when I’m bidding farewell to the things I hardly imagine living without. The first of them was getting an education and this Sunday the second such era came to an end.
English isn’t my native language. It isn’t even my first foreign language.
One might say that it all started in kindergarten where I had my first English classes. Or in my first elementary school where English was one of the main subjects, taught by native speakers. Or in one of those language schools in the UK where I’ve spent several summers. That would have been only partly true. 
The real story started with me making a phone call. The phone number was given to me by a person I didn’t know much, so I politely wrote it down, having no intention of calling. I had the national English exam in 2 years and I was confident that I would pass it with flying colors on my own. Nevertheless, I’ve decided to call my future English tutor.
When we first met, I couldn’t distinguish Present Simple and Present Continuous. I couldn’t write a short sentence of 3 words without making dozens of mistakes. She wasn’t sure whether to accept me as a student. I understood that I needed her. That’s how it really started.
Less than two years after that first meeting, I nailed the National English exam without making a single mistake and got scholarship at the most prestigious university in Russia. 4 years after that meeting I passed my first Cambridge Test and got C1 - Advanced level. 6 years - I’ve enrolled in the Sotheby’s Institute in London. Nowadays I can’t imagine my life without English.
This Sunday was my last Cambridge English exam. We have nothing left to prepare and study for (at least, it seems so). However, what started as getting ready for the National English exam, ended up being a huge part of me, a life-changer. 
More than just English, my tutor taught me determination towards the goals I’m setting. Thanks to her I also understood the structure of a language, so learning them became my hobby. 
That then-unimportant phone call made me who I am now. All thanks to her, Natalya Pavlovna. ◼️If you struggle with English, just DM me and I will give you her number. She is the best.◼️
  • 2019 must be the year when I’m bidding farewell to the things I hardly imagine living without. The first of them was getting an education and this Sunday the second such era came to an end.
    English isn’t my native language. It isn’t even my first foreign language.
    One might say that it all started in kindergarten where I had my first English classes. Or in my first elementary school where English was one of the main subjects, taught by native speakers. Or in one of those language schools in the UK where I’ve spent several summers. That would have been only partly true.
    The real story started with me making a phone call. The phone number was given to me by a person I didn’t know much, so I politely wrote it down, having no intention of calling. I had the national English exam in 2 years and I was confident that I would pass it with flying colors on my own. Nevertheless, I’ve decided to call my future English tutor.
    When we first met, I couldn’t distinguish Present Simple and Present Continuous. I couldn’t write a short sentence of 3 words without making dozens of mistakes. She wasn’t sure whether to accept me as a student. I understood that I needed her. That’s how it really started.
    Less than two years after that first meeting, I nailed the National English exam without making a single mistake and got scholarship at the most prestigious university in Russia. 4 years after that meeting I passed my first Cambridge Test and got C1 - Advanced level. 6 years - I’ve enrolled in the Sotheby’s Institute in London. Nowadays I can’t imagine my life without English.
    This Sunday was my last Cambridge English exam. We have nothing left to prepare and study for (at least, it seems so). However, what started as getting ready for the National English exam, ended up being a huge part of me, a life-changer.
    More than just English, my tutor taught me determination towards the goals I’m setting. Thanks to her I also understood the structure of a language, so learning them became my hobby.
    That then-unimportant phone call made me who I am now. All thanks to her, Natalya Pavlovna. ◼️If you struggle with English, just DM me and I will give you her number. She is the best.◼️
  •  366  14  8 July, 2019
  • In the world of constant boasting about the successes, we sometimes forget that fails happen, too. And that, in fact, they are even more common. 
There is nothing wrong with not knowing something. To think of it, even the scientists know close to nothing about the world we are living in as there are giant gaps of knowledge waiting to get filled.
Every time I want to get snobbish about anything and point out something like “everyone knows that, why not you”, I remember myself. 
I remember myself searching for a good mobile phone X-Ray app in the AppStore to check whether my finger was broken as I was too lazy to visit the doctor and check it there. (Never got there. As I said, too lazy).
I remember myself using vodka instead of water for cooking as it boils faster. And, well, they both are clear. Vodka smells unpleasant but it’s nothing one couldn’t fix with a good perfume, right? (Yeah I poured the perfume into cooking vodka as well). BTW Having me as a cook is a good idea only if you want to get food poisoning. 
I remember myself knowing Michelangelo and Rafael only as the Ninja Turtles and not Renaissance Titans (kudos to all art historians here and my Art History degrees).
I remember myself spending half an hour searching for the right piano key (playing Beethoven and Mozart kinda ok nowadays). I remember myself making 8(!) mistakes in a word “autumn” not so long ago (not a single one in this word now! Wow!).
And I bet you have plenty of similar stories as well! Well, if you weren’t born yesterday...
I remember most of my fails, always ready to laugh on them as well as understand their significance. They show me the gaps in my knowledge of the world, encouraging me to learn and to do more. Sometimes it works, sometimes not, but there is no success without several failures. They are essential.
The only thing I discourage is not trying to fill those gaps once stumbled upon them, not trying to understand why the failure occurred at the first place and how it could be prevented from happening in the future. 
Admitting the ignorance isn’t shameful. Choosing it as a motto is.
  • In the world of constant boasting about the successes, we sometimes forget that fails happen, too. And that, in fact, they are even more common.
    There is nothing wrong with not knowing something. To think of it, even the scientists know close to nothing about the world we are living in as there are giant gaps of knowledge waiting to get filled.
    Every time I want to get snobbish about anything and point out something like “everyone knows that, why not you”, I remember myself.
    I remember myself searching for a good mobile phone X-Ray app in the AppStore to check whether my finger was broken as I was too lazy to visit the doctor and check it there. (Never got there. As I said, too lazy).
    I remember myself using vodka instead of water for cooking as it boils faster. And, well, they both are clear. Vodka smells unpleasant but it’s nothing one couldn’t fix with a good perfume, right? (Yeah I poured the perfume into cooking vodka as well). BTW Having me as a cook is a good idea only if you want to get food poisoning.
    I remember myself knowing Michelangelo and Rafael only as the Ninja Turtles and not Renaissance Titans (kudos to all art historians here and my Art History degrees).
    I remember myself spending half an hour searching for the right piano key (playing Beethoven and Mozart kinda ok nowadays). I remember myself making 8(!) mistakes in a word “autumn” not so long ago (not a single one in this word now! Wow!).
    And I bet you have plenty of similar stories as well! Well, if you weren’t born yesterday...
    I remember most of my fails, always ready to laugh on them as well as understand their significance. They show me the gaps in my knowledge of the world, encouraging me to learn and to do more. Sometimes it works, sometimes not, but there is no success without several failures. They are essential.
    The only thing I discourage is not trying to fill those gaps once stumbled upon them, not trying to understand why the failure occurred at the first place and how it could be prevented from happening in the future.
    Admitting the ignorance isn’t shameful. Choosing it as a motto is.
  •  485  33  5 July, 2019
  • Unlike my mobile phone memory, I don’t think that there can be too many photographs. 
All of them are the pieces of reality, cut from it and trapped in the exact moment. Collecting photographs and storing them all in one place is thus somewhat similar to collecting butterflies. Both actions encompass catching extremely short-living creature, depriving it of their life and ensuring that they will be trapped forever somewhere, staying dear to us. That they won’t perish from the existence as they become dead. And moments, those milliseconds, die faster than any of the butterflies. 
All of the pictures are the orchestrated glimpses at the world. Something always stays behind as only pretty, important or photogenic things are captured. By taking pictures, we change a world slightly so it could satisfy our needs. Standing at the same place (a beach, for example), one could take a picture of themselves (the main need is to show that they are there), of waves (to illustrate the reassuring power of the sea) or of plastic bags by the shore (highlighting the pollution issue and the need to preserve the nature). All of those people might be at the same place at the same time but still see different things. They take pictures of entirely different fragments of the reality, bending the world to their will. 
More than the depicted image, what was left out of bounds matters. The entire world that didn’t fit into camera, that was left to wait. All those feelings and hopes, often hidden from the camera eye, events of the day. All those impalpable and indescribable things one could remember while looking at the picture. And smile warmly.
We will never be the same we were on those pictures. 
The places will never be the same.
The world and time itself won’t be the same, either.
Isn’t it wonderful?
___
Ph. @georg_official 
Thanks for taking many of them so I could choose✨
  • Unlike my mobile phone memory, I don’t think that there can be too many photographs.
    All of them are the pieces of reality, cut from it and trapped in the exact moment. Collecting photographs and storing them all in one place is thus somewhat similar to collecting butterflies. Both actions encompass catching extremely short-living creature, depriving it of their life and ensuring that they will be trapped forever somewhere, staying dear to us. That they won’t perish from the existence as they become dead. And moments, those milliseconds, die faster than any of the butterflies.
    All of the pictures are the orchestrated glimpses at the world. Something always stays behind as only pretty, important or photogenic things are captured. By taking pictures, we change a world slightly so it could satisfy our needs. Standing at the same place (a beach, for example), one could take a picture of themselves (the main need is to show that they are there), of waves (to illustrate the reassuring power of the sea) or of plastic bags by the shore (highlighting the pollution issue and the need to preserve the nature). All of those people might be at the same place at the same time but still see different things. They take pictures of entirely different fragments of the reality, bending the world to their will.
    More than the depicted image, what was left out of bounds matters. The entire world that didn’t fit into camera, that was left to wait. All those feelings and hopes, often hidden from the camera eye, events of the day. All those impalpable and indescribable things one could remember while looking at the picture. And smile warmly.
    We will never be the same we were on those pictures.
    The places will never be the same.
    The world and time itself won’t be the same, either.
    Isn’t it wonderful?
    ___
    Ph. @georg_official
    Thanks for taking many of them so I could choose✨
  •  621  51  3 July, 2019
  • This is by far the most powerful and impressive thing I saw in Prague - the Memorial to the Victims of Communism.
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I wanted to see it as I was initially surprised by its existence. And all those tormented, dissolving figures, marching down the stairs with hope drained out of their lifeless eyes really left me in shock. They made me think of people who suffered and died because of the mighty few. People, the names of whom we might never know thanks to those “rulers”, who wanted to prove something to the world and themselves, thus playing sick games, seeing the world as they playground lab and treating the people around them as though they were objects. Never had any respect for such “leaders”. ⁣
I haven’t always been a pacifist, as there were time when I were convinced that the ends justify the means. Took me a while to realize how wrong and naive I were. ⁣
Nothing can justify killing people or ruining their lives, nothing and no one are even worth it. We only get to live once in the entire eternity, we don’t live long and every second is precious. So is the human life which cannot be taken away or threatened by the single desire of anyone. ⁣
When I was watching HBO Chernobyl series recently, I often caught myself thinking why the people agreed to sacrifice themselves and risk their lives at the first place? Was the propaganda really that strong that they believed in USSR so much and forgot to care about themselves? I was thinking that if I were there, I would turn everybody down and just leave or file a lawsuit. No man, no idea, no country are worth me risking my health and life altogether. ⁣
But then I realized a simple and yet disturbing thing:⁣ If such thing happens, nobody will ask for my agreement.
  • This is by far the most powerful and impressive thing I saw in Prague - the Memorial to the Victims of Communism.

    I wanted to see it as I was initially surprised by its existence. And all those tormented, dissolving figures, marching down the stairs with hope drained out of their lifeless eyes really left me in shock. They made me think of people who suffered and died because of the mighty few. People, the names of whom we might never know thanks to those “rulers”, who wanted to prove something to the world and themselves, thus playing sick games, seeing the world as they playground lab and treating the people around them as though they were objects. Never had any respect for such “leaders”. ⁣
    I haven’t always been a pacifist, as there were time when I were convinced that the ends justify the means. Took me a while to realize how wrong and naive I were. ⁣
    Nothing can justify killing people or ruining their lives, nothing and no one are even worth it. We only get to live once in the entire eternity, we don’t live long and every second is precious. So is the human life which cannot be taken away or threatened by the single desire of anyone. ⁣
    When I was watching HBO Chernobyl series recently, I often caught myself thinking why the people agreed to sacrifice themselves and risk their lives at the first place? Was the propaganda really that strong that they believed in USSR so much and forgot to care about themselves? I was thinking that if I were there, I would turn everybody down and just leave or file a lawsuit. No man, no idea, no country are worth me risking my health and life altogether. ⁣
    But then I realized a simple and yet disturbing thing:⁣ If such thing happens, nobody will ask for my agreement.
  •  564  35  30 June, 2019

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