Rule 1: post the rules Rule 2: answer the questions the person who tagged you asked.
1. What’s one of your favourite habits that you have?
Going for hikes when I’m stressed out about life.
2. Do you like to plan things out in detail or be spontaneous?
A little of both.
3. If you could try out any job for a day, what would you like to try?
A nature photographer.
4. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
How they interact with other people especially those they’ve never met before. I’m curious as to how people’s perceptions of strangers forms how they interact.
5. If you could learn one random skill, what would you learn?
How to rock-climb like a pro.
6. Do you cry easily?
No. Except when watching Les Miserables. Then all bets are off.
7. What’s the best prank you’ve ever pulled?
There have been many… The one that comes to mind was rigging the cupboard so that a bunch of tea boxes and coffee cans fell out when Mum opened it. It was totally worth it :)
8. What are some of your favourite websites?
9. If you were a type of animal, which would you be and why?
An otter. They build mud slides and play All. Day. Long. :)
10. Favourite book?
Impossible to choose. Charles Dickens or Thomas Hardy. Take your pick.
11. Would you rather live in the country or the city?
I’m a countryman by birth, I am living a countryman’s life, and I’ll die a countryman.
I’ve often wondered why I am attracted to mountains. What is it about them that is so intriguing?
When I was under a lot of stress at work I used to drive for an hour to the base of a difficult climb, pick up a small rock, and carry it to the summit. As I climbed I felt that frustration and anguish diminish and the rock grow wet with the sweat from the hard climb.
As I reached the top, everything was quiet except for the sound of the wind and the river at the bottom of the valley. I dropped the rock ontop of the cairn that is slowly being erected at the peak. It isn’t every time that I do this, only when the burden life puts on me feels too great.
Afterwards, I sit down and admire the scenery. Mountain upon mountain stretching away into an eternity. Peak after peak, asking me to climb each one to see what can be seen from it’s slopes and peak.
Many times I take a camera up to the peak, but rarely do I ever take pictures. There is no camera that will ever be produced that can give me the same experience of climbing that peak and seeing with my own eyes the grandeur and awesome magnitude of that scene.
Every time I climb there is something different to see. Different flowers bloom at different times of the year. The weather can change very quickly and often with little warning. Sometimes the wind is so cold and penetrating I question my sanity in trying this day.
I suppose in the end, I climb mountains for the experience. To experience something harsh and beautiful that cannot be captured by words, pictures, or paintings.
There was a time I loved to do romantic things, and I quite liked it. I had a girlfriend at university, she studied French and Italian, we were dating for some time. And her study included living and working in Paris for 6 months. She asked me to go to Paris on the weekend with her and help to settle down. I told her that I couldn’t because I had a very important audition which I couldn’t shift. To tell the truth my movie career was depended on this audition in that moment. I was told to come there on Saturday evening and if I hadn’t shown up I would have never got my hand near it. On Saturday I was on my way to the studio but I turned around in the last moment and went to King’s Cross, took the “Eurostar” and darted to Paris. Of course, I decided to come as a surprise and while riding I stayed connected with her friend. At last I was in Paris and by her friend’s tip-off I found them in the Luxembourg Gardens where they were buying an ice cream. My girlfriend was standing in front of a stand with different flavours of ice cream and couldn’t decide which one to choose. I came, stood up behind her and gently whispered: “It’s a hard choice, isn’t it?” There was more sense and irony for me in this phrase that it might seem at first sight. My deed was even too romantic as my girlfriend had almost fainted from fear. Since then I’ve become more careful in romantic actions. Who knows how my career would have formed if I had gone to that audition?