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Butsch go America * ENGLISH *

Pictures in the entry before!

...let's catch up (hopefully)

The day of Butsch's arrival itself is worth a whole story, but to make it short: Pia is already at the Sunlotus and Alex misses the bus, no Internet, no Phone, Pia driving there, driving back, driving there again because we just miss each other (1h each way)...lots of beer inside of Alex und finally: romantic and pouring rain without wipers, it's 2am in the morning, a mountain road and fog. After 48h without sleep for Alex and over 40 Butsch-less nights for both of us, the bed seems to be the softest and most comfortable one in the world.

People, work and freetime at the sunlotus were - especially for Alex - a huge but welcomed contrast to the Viennese every-day-life (Pia got used to those strange North Americans)
Patrick worked at the sunlotus just as we did - the next Canadian you cannot not be friends with! 21 too and a very funny guy we built stuff with and had nice conversations about almost everything...

Anita, one of the owners, cooks. Oh, and how she cooks! We had fish 90% of the time, delicous fish, stuffed fish, fish for breakfast, smoked fish, grilled fish, salty, sweet, awesome. Each meal a party in our mouths, with us as the VIP guests.
Might as well have something to do with the fact that our workd mainly consisted of building a smoke shack (as Canadian as our new lumberjack-flannel shirts!), which had to be tested a lot. njam.

Paul, the other owner, told us what to do. Kind of. Nice and weird, as the Canadians are, yes, he told us a lot, but we figured out what to do ourselves :)
Ginger, the daughter, hates Pia after 30 minutes. I am sorry, but on the other hand, it is not my fault that donkey bit you, you know you have to make your hand flat and they don't like Cheese-sticks. You hate me and your Mom will kill the donkeys, you say. The next day we play Dollies and you smile, Alex comes and you're laughing and jumping.

After four days (for Alex, ten for Pia): Party and Bye... on the road again

First stop: Victoria. We both know it yet, what makes wandering through the streets together it even more beautiful... the first days of our "almost-only-good-weather" period!
After a night in Victoria, we are making our way to the mainland again to stay in Vancouver for the next two nights (by the way, the most livable city in the world followed by... VIENNA!) at a B&B: As if we would do house-sitting for the "Seventh Heaven" family while they're on vacation. We were almost the only ones in one of two guesthouses (the other one was filled with elderly people). And it was clean!

What generally happened in Vancouver: Pia wants to learn Flamenco now.

Goodbye, Canada! Howdy USA! No bible in the room.

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Botschaft 5.10.2010

Embassy of the Blessed Mother

Tuesday 5 October 2010 + + + AM / ass

My beloved children:

Today I ask you to pray especially for those souls who live in great guilt and sin. It is these souls, the innocent, unborn life that destroy the image of God. This takes two people. A woman and a man who is Child is conceived. Woe to those souls! They are of death!

And this, my beloved children, are also many priests and bishops guilty to announce because they teach the Ten Commandments holy no more and no longer the whole scripture.

They always say: "I think I prefer the good news." But the good news lived? About the fact that everything is shunned a teaching of the Lord in the holy Ten Commandments? Woe to those bishops and priests who embezzled it! They also bear responsibility for lost souls!

Where are those who, like the apostles boldly proclaim the Holy Gospel and do so in public?

you Take the example of the many heretics who defend their words and writings to the death and teach their children that keep what they feel is right!

And what do you do, oh you bishops and priests?

leave a lot of you these innocent souls of those people who know the faith no longer even!

It is your duty and responsibility to ensure that already meets the little innocent, the whole truth and everything he is proclaimed, not only that; what you think yourself well!

My beloved children:

mother ask you: Can be baked in salt water and a loaf of bread? No! The wheat grain is first lowered into the ground to mature so that it may bear fruit and become flour.

And just as it is with faith. The whole truth must be proclaimed! Only then can the good news to bear fruit.

It is awful when bishops and priests refrain from what could save the sick and doomed souls yet!

Where are those priests sons even the sacrament of Holy Confession donation and are ready to heal and resurrect from death?

My beloved children:

Many keep saying: "threatening message" But the Lord has given no threatening message!

can only come forth fruit, when the entire sacred Scriptures and the holy Ten Commandments are announced and pointed out is to download what a terrible debt to those souls who destroy the image of God in the womb!

know not the heretics, the word: "Increase and multiply," You mother ask: And what do they call themselves Christians?

destroying the life rather than pass it, as the Lord will!

My beloved children:

Be watchful! The Zornesbecher of God is at the overflow!

If no conversion takes place, the Lord will destroy everything that stands against him! Because he wants a real and true shepherds herd!

That, my children could accomplish so many bishops and priests, 'if they would have the courage of the apostles and fulfill their mission as they have received him from the Lord! You would have to stand out without fear of man and also demonstrates a commitment to the public for eternal truth and not be silent about it, what to say!

Pray for the many mothers and fathers who tell of life, no, the image of God to kill and thus devote themselves to death! And I, your mother, tell you: In those innocent, unborn souls are many, many priests sons! So good is it whining nothing and complain: "We have too few priests." Yes, they destroyed their own!

Pray also for yourselves, so that all back courageously for God, His Scripture and His holy Ten Commandments occur. If a man and speak without fear, where it is possible for you.

prayer, atonement and suffering, for soon will come the terrible, and I could always come to ask you and warn!

A good, loving mother, the children often warn and blame if they do not even notice it!

Pray, atone and sacrifice to God not His punishing hand raised! Repent and ask God for forgiveness, not the breaks!

Each soul can help to ensure that God's punishment is reduced!

Pray atones, and suffering! This is my sad plea to you!

Myrtha: "Oh mother, why are we so cowardly and have no courage to come forward and talk, where it would be necessary? Also we have so much fear of man. We should always recall the bishops and priests to help them meet their service as it was given to them by the Lord. Also we must not rely only on the good news. Because like you, MOTHER say, good news can only bear fruit if we respect and live, what are warning us of the Lord. Oh God, what have we done ...?

Padre Pio, Brother Klaus, Sister Faustina: Oh, nothing. "

Now the very serious atonement suffering begins to mass.

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Butsch go America, California, 10/08/2010


























Well then we get after all this time, hopefully. The day of
Butschankuft's been a story worth, but we put it short: Pia sunlotus already in the bus and then miss Alex, no internet, no phones go, zureuckfahren, go back, many beers in Alex and then finally: Yes romantic, pouring rain - without wipers and two clock in the morning, the mountain road and fog, and then for Alex after 48 sleepless hours and for both of us for over 40 Butsch free nights at the end of the bed.

people, work and leisure in the sunlotus were particularly strong for Alex, but just therefore welcome contrast to the Vienna daily (yes, the North American Pia Weirdos is already used). Patrick has
as we toiled for daily bread and good bed six to eight hours - the next Canadian who leaves one no choice than to feel as if you were friends with each other for ages.
Anita (Owner 1) cooks. And how! We have indeed nourished to roughly 90% of fish, delicious fish, fish-filled, fish for breakfast, smoked fish, grilled fish awesome, sweet, salty,. Each meal is a party and we taste buds in the VIP Lounge!
Hing but also to the fact that much of our work consisted in a smoking chamber building (such as our new Canadian lumberjack flannel shirts!) - And must be tested extensively, too, njam.
Paul (owner 2) was the work of Canadian authorities and Weirdo the particular variety. And
had much to tell. About Woodwork and smoked fish genuaso as on more specific, and very Canadian things we prefer here should not be described in detail. Hawking. Apart
which he had never been really a plan which "work" and how we now should do WHAT IS OF at all (unless it was our own idea). And if they do, then get on it to end up with great probability that we just had made a huge detour. But that ends well, fish well.
Ginger, the daughter, four runs and crying about 30 minutes Pia to Mama.
own fault. You know, that using the donkey feed the hand should make flat because I can not help it when they bite you. And they may not cheese sticks. Yeah, you hate the donkey and me and tomorrow is going to kill your mommy donkey mhm. But the next day I will play with you again dollies. And then there was Alex, and you laugh and jump and dare for the first time by the Big-Burger-King-slide.
After four days and a boisterous celebration on the last evening, the farewell.
Although somewhat heavy heart, but at the same time with great anticipation finally (again) on the road .. to be!

First stop: Victoria. We both know already, but all the nice together now by pretty streets to walk - and now almost constantly nice weather for the ultimate good mood!
again after a night, we go back mainland, Vancouver for the next two nights (followed by Vienna, the most livable city in the world) in the B & B: When we were all the house of the heavenly family during their holiday huete. A contrast to the existing hostels, for we were almost alone in one of two guest houses (the other old people almost spilled out of the windows) and clean and wars that have been in the hostel's not so often.

On the first evening a quick Begruessungsbier naechstbesten in the bar, and is doing quite innocent. But then: Five people enter the stage. A man with a guitar, one of the only claps, a woman sings and the center two flamenco dancers. And within seconds, the mood turns to the beat of sonntaeglich to saturday night, the pounding of paragraphs, firm steps to shake the wax. And
to Pia's independence non-plastic-wooden huts self-catering plan (which now includes a smokehouse) is joined by the great demand, but to learn flamenco.

Next day: cucumber around happily in the city, "world famous" fish & chips on Granville Iceland, an evening stroll and go to bed earlier to get fit for cross-border be ...

Goodbye, Canada! Howdy USA! Since no bible in the room.

(to be continued)