<?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-19183681</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:01:48.571+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fotowspomnienia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-3570335108896307760</id><published>2008-04-08T21:01:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:07:35.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>47. Dziadkowa sesja - część 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vB0fxK17I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oX1V2DP4Yy0/s1600-h/img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vB0fxK17I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oX1V2DP4Yy0/s320/img013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186952503472347058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vBt_xK16I/AAAAAAAAADI/lpZF8M0Ox7Q/s1600-h/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vBt_xK16I/AAAAAAAAADI/lpZF8M0Ox7Q/s320/img012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186952391803197346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vBoPxK15I/AAAAAAAAADA/eKxNHXqAWZI/s1600-h/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vBoPxK15I/AAAAAAAAADA/eKxNHXqAWZI/s320/img011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186952293018949522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Zdjęcia zrobione przez mojego dziadka. Na dwóch jestem sam, na jednym z mamą. Miałem wtedy jakieś 7-8 lat, czyli wtedy, kiedy więcej ważyłem niż miałem wzrostu ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-3570335108896307760?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/3570335108896307760/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=3570335108896307760' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/3570335108896307760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/3570335108896307760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2008/04/47-dziadkowa-sesja-cz-1.html' title='47. Dziadkowa sesja - część 1.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R_vB0fxK17I/AAAAAAAAADQ/oX1V2DP4Yy0/s72-c/img013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-6435634759474838192</id><published>2008-03-08T20:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:04:01.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>46. Od stycznia do czerwca' 2004.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Przed studniówką...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R9LwOlM6MhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sbzvH3SyUZg/s1600-h/img037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R9LwOlM6MhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sbzvH3SyUZg/s320/img037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175463055097213458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... i po maturze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R9LuvlM6MfI/AAAAAAAAACs/yT8PEb6grMY/s1600-h/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R9LuvlM6MfI/AAAAAAAAACs/yT8PEb6grMY/s320/img014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175461423009640946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-6435634759474838192?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/6435634759474838192/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=6435634759474838192' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/6435634759474838192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/6435634759474838192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2008/03/46-od-stycznia-do-czerwca-2004.html' title='46. Od stycznia do czerwca&apos; 2004.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R9LwOlM6MhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/sbzvH3SyUZg/s72-c/img037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-2547848195453959941</id><published>2008-03-05T19:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:39:35.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>45. Komórkowo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87o1GE2HMI/AAAAAAAAACk/5DLsSXo0xB8/s1600-h/Supersiedzenia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87o1GE2HMI/AAAAAAAAACk/5DLsSXo0xB8/s320/Supersiedzenia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174329020756925634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87njGE2HLI/AAAAAAAAACc/fI0M4JZxljY/s1600-h/Supersiedzenia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87njGE2HLI/AAAAAAAAACc/fI0M4JZxljY/s320/Supersiedzenia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174327612007652530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Czasem aparat w komórce przydaje się, robiąc nieraz unikatowe zdjęcia jak te umieszczone powyżej. Rzadko zdarza się, aby pociągi drugiej klasy miały takie siedzenia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-2547848195453959941?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/2547848195453959941/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=2547848195453959941' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/2547848195453959941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/2547848195453959941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='45. Komórkowo.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87o1GE2HMI/AAAAAAAAACk/5DLsSXo0xB8/s72-c/Supersiedzenia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-7835756242168416522</id><published>2008-03-05T18:54:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:03:42.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>44. Początki.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87foGE2HJI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdolRuuUs4M/s1600-h/img003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87foGE2HJI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdolRuuUs4M/s320/img003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174318901813976210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87fOGE2HII/AAAAAAAAACE/33ExiTVTAOc/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87fOGE2HII/AAAAAAAAACE/33ExiTVTAOc/s320/img002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174318455137377410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87e82E2HHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7ZgFEjaQ7CY/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87e82E2HHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7ZgFEjaQ7CY/s320/img001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174318158784633970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Zdjęcia wykonane w Kołobrzegu, w 1998 roku. Wtedy rozpoczynałem "karierę" fotografa ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-7835756242168416522?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/7835756242168416522/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=7835756242168416522' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/7835756242168416522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/7835756242168416522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2008/03/44-pocztki.html' title='44. Początki.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/R87foGE2HJI/AAAAAAAAACM/mdolRuuUs4M/s72-c/img003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-4438563731055239828</id><published>2007-03-26T11:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:00:47.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>43. Młodsza młodość.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeZnF2WUPI/AAAAAAAAABI/f1nI08fApAk/s1600-h/Obraz+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeZnF2WUPI/AAAAAAAAABI/f1nI08fApAk/s320/Obraz+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046170804356010226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeZeF2WUOI/AAAAAAAAABA/90VeqcLd7zY/s1600-h/Obraz+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeZeF2WUOI/AAAAAAAAABA/90VeqcLd7zY/s320/Obraz+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046170649737187554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Były zdjęcia klasowe kończące moja edukację wpierw w szkole postawowej, następnie w liceum. Pora na fotki, na których byłem pulchnym dzieciaczkiem w wieku przedszkolnym oraz pierwszoklasowym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-4438563731055239828?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/4438563731055239828/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=4438563731055239828' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/4438563731055239828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/4438563731055239828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2007/03/43-modsza-modo.html' title='43. Młodsza młodość.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeZnF2WUPI/AAAAAAAAABI/f1nI08fApAk/s72-c/Obraz+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-7156111874658760634</id><published>2007-03-26T11:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:49:04.907+02:00</updated><title type='text'>42. Cin&amp;Cin-owe czasy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeWV12WUNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gGceAJu2eVs/s1600-h/Obraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeWV12WUNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gGceAJu2eVs/s320/Obraz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046167209468383442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeWQ12WUMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QOpAugQxEQ8/s1600-h/Obraz+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeWQ12WUMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QOpAugQxEQ8/s320/Obraz+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046167123569037506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dzień wcześniej późnym wieczorem w tym miejscu miała miejsce konsumpcja czerwonego wina. Na zdjęciach widoczne resztki wina białego, także pitego tamtej nocy. Nigdy nie mieszajcie dwóch win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-7156111874658760634?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/7156111874658760634/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=7156111874658760634' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/7156111874658760634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/7156111874658760634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2007/03/dzie-wczeniej-pnym-wieczorem-w-tym.html' title='42. Cin&amp;Cin-owe czasy.'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/RgeWV12WUNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gGceAJu2eVs/s72-c/Obraz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-3706653232564900789</id><published>2007-01-29T10:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:53:24.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>41. Okrutne zamiary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/Rb3EBRrGZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AaaXVtXscW0/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/Rb3EBRrGZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AaaXVtXscW0/s320/img001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025388285418432114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nie jest to wybitne dzieło kina światowego, ale darzę ten film szczególnym sentymentem. Dlaczego? Niech na razie wystarczy odpowiedź, że darzę.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-3706653232564900789?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/3706653232564900789/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=3706653232564900789' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/3706653232564900789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/3706653232564900789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2007/01/41-okrutne-zamiary.html' title='41. Okrutne zamiary'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_klgvYcAedVQ/Rb3EBRrGZnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AaaXVtXscW0/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-116490895844469608</id><published>2006-11-30T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:49:18.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>40. Parkowy urok jesieni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3483/668/1600/892934/img052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3483/668/320/703566/img052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3483/668/1600/109198/img051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3483/668/320/371207/img051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zdjęcia zostały zrobione przez Emila dwa lata temu wczesną jesienią w parku w Łaziskach Górnych. Jest to mój ulubiony park, dlatego że jest czysty, zadbany, posiada fontannę i ma to wewnętrzne "ach". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-116490895844469608?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/116490895844469608/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=116490895844469608' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116490895844469608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116490895844469608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/11/40-parkowy-urok-jesieni.html' title='40. Parkowy urok jesieni'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-116412384097194225</id><published>2006-11-21T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:44:00.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>39. James 007 Bond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/JAMESBOND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/JAMESBOND.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Najsłynniejszy agent świata znowu jest na topie za sprawą Daniela Craiga w Casino Royale. Przy okazji prezentuję zdjęcie wszystkich Bondów w historii kina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-116412384097194225?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/116412384097194225/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=116412384097194225' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116412384097194225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116412384097194225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/11/39-james-007-bond.html' title='39. James 007 Bond'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-116386069140352594</id><published>2006-11-18T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:38:11.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>38. Szczyrkowskie widoki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Były szczyrkowskie przygody, pora więc na szczyrkowskie widoki, których jest bez liku. Nasze góry są naprawdę wspaniałe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-116386069140352594?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/116386069140352594/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=116386069140352594' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116386069140352594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116386069140352594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/11/38-szczyrkowskie-widoki.html' title='38. Szczyrkowskie widoki'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-116323825922799321</id><published>2006-11-11T10:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:44:19.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>37. Komunijny szał</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teraz na komunię kupuje się komórki, komputery, a nawet laptopy. Wydaje się przyjęcia na wymiar weselnego szaleństwa... U mnie było skromnie i cieszy mnie to, że nie urodziłem się 10 lat później.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-116323825922799321?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/116323825922799321/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=116323825922799321' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116323825922799321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116323825922799321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/11/37-komunijny-sza.html' title='37. Komunijny szał'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-116246205888913072</id><published>2006-11-02T10:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:07:38.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>36. Z dala od zgiełku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rok temu po raz pierwszy wyjechałem na wakacje z moją ukochaną Połóweczką w góry, z dala od zgiełku, do Korbielowa. Mieścina mała, ale w sam raz nadająca się do wyciszenia oraz do nabrania świeżości, by wrócić silniejszym i pewniejszym do codziennego życia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-116246205888913072?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/116246205888913072/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=116246205888913072' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116246205888913072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/116246205888913072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/11/36-z-dala-od-zgieku.html' title='36. Z dala od zgiełku'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115909091324423575</id><published>2006-09-24T11:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:41:53.330+02:00</updated><title type='text'>35. Burj Al Arab - hotel marzeń</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/burj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/burj4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/burj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/burj3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/burj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/burj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jak dla mnie - najwspanialsza budowla świata. Siedmiogwiazdkowy hotel położony na sztucznej wyspie, nieopodal dubajskiej plaży w ZEA. Moje marzenie jest takie, aby go ujrzeć choć raz na własne oczy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115909091324423575?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115909091324423575/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115909091324423575' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115909091324423575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115909091324423575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/09/35-burj-al-arab-hotel-marze.html' title='35. Burj Al Arab - hotel marzeń'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115908950773264922</id><published>2006-09-24T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:19:36.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>34. Słowacka tajemnica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zdjęcia zrobione na Słowacji w 2002 roku mają jakość jaką mają, ale zależało mi na tym, by je umieścić - z kolejnej to już wyprawy poza granicę Polski, która trwała raptem trzy dni. Góry różnią się tym od naszych, że za nimi kryje się tajemnicza atmosfera i poczucie mglistej niepewności...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115908950773264922?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115908950773264922/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115908950773264922' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115908950773264922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115908950773264922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/09/34-sowacka-tajemnica.html' title='34. Słowacka tajemnica'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115908850022896347</id><published>2006-09-24T10:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:05:38.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>33. Wkroczenie w "dorosłość"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Moja osiemnastka była udana - nie ukrywam tego. Po pierwsze, dobrze się bawiłem, niczego mi w sumie nie brakowało. A po drugie - była ona rozkładana na raty, w końcu w moim pokoju nie da się wcisnąć dziesięciu osób naraz. Dlatego przez trzy dni bawiłem się z moimi gośćmi. Owe zdjęcia są zrobione z pierwszego dnia imprezowania, w którym to ja, bez próżności, czułem się pępkiem świata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115908850022896347?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115908850022896347/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115908850022896347' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115908850022896347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115908850022896347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/09/33-wkroczenie-w-doroso.html' title='33. Wkroczenie w &quot;dorosłość&quot;'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115304196077536290</id><published>2006-07-16T11:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:34:00.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>32. Kolejny skok do dumy Katalonii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I jak tu nie lubić Barcelony? Oto kolejne zdjęcia ukazujące ją od strony zabytkowej. Słynna katedra Gaudiego, budowana ponad 100 lat (budowa jeszcze nie została zakończona i nie wiadomo czy kiedykolwiek zostanie) oraz na drugim zdjęciu port, którego wielkość robi także niemałe wrażenie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115304196077536290?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115304196077536290/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115304196077536290' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304196077536290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304196077536290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/32-kolejny-skok-do-dumy-katalonii.html' title='32. Kolejny skok do dumy Katalonii'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115304116030520120</id><published>2006-07-16T10:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:12:40.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>31. Dzika sesja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Za każdym razem jak jestem w Szczyrku, fotografuję dzika wiszącego, bądż ostatnio leżącego w jednym sklepie z pamiątkami. Ciekawe co teraz porabia mój dzik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115304116030520120?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115304116030520120/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115304116030520120' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304116030520120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304116030520120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/31-dzika-sesja.html' title='31. Dzika sesja'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115304029994607024</id><published>2006-07-16T10:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:58:19.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>30. Wodny świat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Park wodny we Włoszech przebija wszystkie dotychczasowe parki, w których byłem. W Riccione pomysłowość wodnego szaleństwa dosięgała zenitu. A w szczególności - patrząc na pierwsze i drugie zdjęcie, gdzie przy zjeżdżalni "V", kamikaze to pikuś.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115304029994607024?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115304029994607024/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115304029994607024' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304029994607024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115304029994607024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/30-wodny-wiat.html' title='30. Wodny świat'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115303939433119570</id><published>2006-07-16T10:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:43:14.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>29. Kreskówkowi ulubieńcy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/tomandjerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/tomandjerry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/tom%20et%20jerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/tom%20et%20jerry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tom i Jerry należą do moich ulubionych kreskowych duetów, który jest znany na całym świecie. Ich historyjki są zaliczane do klasyki kina, czego dowodem jest sklasyfikowanie w 30 najlepszych filmach wszechczasów "Gazety Wyborczej". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115303939433119570?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115303939433119570/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115303939433119570' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115303939433119570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115303939433119570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/29-kreskwkowi-ulubiecy.html' title='29. Kreskówkowi ulubieńcy'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115243465582514398</id><published>2006-07-09T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:44:15.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>28. Widokówkowe krajobrazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Skłamałbym, jeśli powiedziałbym, że takie widoki z plaży i z balkonu nie podobają mi się. Pobudzają one wyobraźnię, a zarazem uspokajają serce skołatane codziennym biegiem wydarzeń. Rzecz jasna, takie widoki można zafundować sobie na Chorwacji, gdzie byłem 5 lat temu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115243465582514398?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115243465582514398/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115243465582514398' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243465582514398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243465582514398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/28-widokwkowe-krajobrazy.html' title='28. Widokówkowe krajobrazy'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115243394944411491</id><published>2006-07-09T10:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:32:29.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>27. Kwiatuszkowo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img026.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Na moim blogu oczywiście nie mogło zabraknąć Kwiatuszka - mojej ukochanej Połóweczki. Pierwsze dwa zdjęcia pochodzą z okresu zimy'2004 - początku Naszej Miłości, a ostatnie z wiosny 2005 roku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115243394944411491?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115243394944411491/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115243394944411491' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243394944411491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243394944411491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/27-kwiatuszkowo.html' title='27. Kwiatuszkowo'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115243296114255145</id><published>2006-07-09T10:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:16:01.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'>26. Powrót do korzeni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pierwsze zdjęcie pochodzi z balu przebierańców, gdzie byłem przebrany za ufoka. Na zdjęciu dość dobrze wyszedłem, mimo iż dzień wcześniej wypiłem swój pierwszy alkohol w życiu (lampka szampana), po którym pół nocy heftowałem. A druga fotka pochodzi już z zakończenia przedszkolnego roku i rozpoczęło się szykowanie do szkoły&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115243296114255145?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115243296114255145/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115243296114255145' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243296114255145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243296114255145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/26-powrt-do-korzeni.html' title='26. Powrót do korzeni'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115243197499573271</id><published>2006-07-09T09:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T09:59:35.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>25. Pożegnanie roku 2003</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sylwester z 2003 roku był najbardziej zwariowanym sylwestrem jaki do tej pory przeżyłem (przepiłem). Czwórka osiemnastolatków postanowiła w pełni wykorzystać czas przygody zmieszanej z alkoholem i wolną chatą.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115243197499573271?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115243197499573271/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115243197499573271' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243197499573271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115243197499573271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/25-poegnanie-roku-2003.html' title='25. Pożegnanie roku 2003'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115209968513962640</id><published>2006-07-05T13:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:49:39.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>24. Twój świat w świecie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/witw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/witw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Singiel do mojego ulubionego utworu nigdy nie został wydany, więc okładkę musiałem stworzyć sobie sam. Owa okładka w każdym procencie odzwierciedla słowa utworu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115209968513962640?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115209968513962640/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115209968513962640' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209968513962640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209968513962640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/24-twj-wiat-w-wiecie.html' title='24. Twój świat w świecie'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115209915080806736</id><published>2006-07-05T13:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:32:30.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>23. Debiuty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oto zdjęcie, na którym uwidnione zostało moje pierwsze "starcie" o flaszkę z wujkiem. A pod nim mój pierwszy wypad nad morze, ale będąc bardziej szczegółowym, to nad Zalew Szczeciński w Trzebieży. Miałem wtedy niespełna osiem lat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115209915080806736?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115209915080806736/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115209915080806736' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209915080806736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209915080806736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/23-debiuty.html' title='23. Debiuty'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115209809847843963</id><published>2006-07-05T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:46:19.370+02:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Nocny rycerz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/sq-first-batman-begins-wb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/sq-first-batman-begins-wb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/batman_begins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/batman_begins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/Batman_02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/Batman_02.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Postać Batmana fascynuje mnie od dzieciństwa. Zbierałem komiksy o nim, obejrzałem wszystkie filmy. Ta postać wciąż mnie intryguje, ze względu na rozłożony portret psychologiczny Bruce'a Wayne'a. Poza tym, jest to jedyny ze superbohaterów, który nie ma nadzwyczajnych mocy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115209809847843963?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115209809847843963/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115209809847843963' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209809847843963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115209809847843963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/22-nocny-rycerz.html' title='22. Nocny rycerz'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115208414682787339</id><published>2006-07-05T09:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:45:09.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>21. Gdzie czas nie ma znaczenia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img017.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spiazzi leży na północy Włoch, u podnóża Alp. Jest małym miasteczkiem o mistycznej atmosferze, gdzie zatrzymał się czas. Wspaniałe, nie do opisania widoki powodują, iż człowiek czuje się tam, jak na pływającej chmurze. Drugie zdjęcie ukazuje wspaniały kościół, którego jedną ze ścian jest skała. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115208414682787339?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115208414682787339/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115208414682787339' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115208414682787339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115208414682787339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/21-gdzie-czas-nie-ma-znaczenia.html' title='21. Gdzie czas nie ma znaczenia'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115201219302207744</id><published>2006-07-04T12:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:23:14.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>20. Hiszpania na wesoło</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img016.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img016.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img015.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img015.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img014.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img014.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img013.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;W Lloret de Mar nie tylko zwiedzało się zabytki, opalało się na plaży, czy chodziło na miasto…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115201219302207744?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115201219302207744/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115201219302207744' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115201219302207744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115201219302207744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/20-hiszpania-na-wesoo.html' title='20. Hiszpania na wesoło'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115183529720119907</id><published>2006-07-02T11:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T12:14:57.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>19. Szkolne podsumowania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img011.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img012.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zdjęcie "8b" z radą pedagogiczną oraz zdjęcie trochę nie na poważnie miarkowskiej klasy maturalnej "4a" o profilu mat-fiz z wychowawczynią i nauczycielem matematyki. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115183529720119907?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115183529720119907/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115183529720119907' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183529720119907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183529720119907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/19-szkolne-podsumowania.html' title='19. Szkolne podsumowania'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115183388309839381</id><published>2006-07-02T11:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:55:31.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>18. The Rocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/_41130746_gallery4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/_41130746_gallery4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/ronnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/ronnie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/Ronnie-O-Sullivan-Has-Its-Own-Game-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/Ronnie-O-Sullivan-Has-Its-Own-Game-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Snooker wcale nudny nie jest. Snooker jest dla mnie bardziej dramatyczną grą niż piłka nożna. W snookerze wszystko zależy od jednostki, w każdej sekundzie pojedynku może zmienić się oblicze gry. Nie potrzeba mi dynamicznego sportu, abym mógł się emocjonować urokiem szybko zmieniających się wydarzeń na arenie. Moim faworytem od kilku dobrych lat jest Ronnie O'Sullivan - człowiek, który zapisał się w księdze rekordów Guinessa, grający z polotem, mający magię w swoim kiju bilardowym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115183388309839381?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115183388309839381/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115183388309839381' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183388309839381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183388309839381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/18-rocket.html' title='18. The Rocket'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115183257978136939</id><published>2006-07-02T11:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:32:44.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>17. Przedszkolny czas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img010.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img009.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Czas w przedszkolu wspominam z zadumą. Były chwile, kiedy układało się klocki, śpewało wierszyki. Były także chwile, gdy kopało się kolegów albo nawet spuszczało im się manto. Przedszkole jak przedszkole - początek wychowania wtórnie-socjalnego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115183257978136939?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115183257978136939/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115183257978136939' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183257978136939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115183257978136939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/07/17-przedszkolny-czas.html' title='17. Przedszkolny czas'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115140818624307728</id><published>2006-06-27T13:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:37:14.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>16. Za dużo Nieba nigdy za wiele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/tmoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/tmoh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moja ulubiona okładka, która pochodzi od singla "Too much of heaven". Jest prosta, lekka i niewyszukana. Lecz widok Nieba wciąż jest dla mnie ogromną fascynacją.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115140818624307728?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115140818624307728/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115140818624307728' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140818624307728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140818624307728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/16-za-duo-nieba-nigdy-za-wiele.html' title='16. Za dużo Nieba nigdy za wiele'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115140670395033091</id><published>2006-06-27T12:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:11:43.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>15. Fontanna w Barcelonie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img007.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img005.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img005.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Jest jedną z największych grających fontann w Europie. Jest jednym ze symboli, bez którego Barcelona nie byłaby tak wspaniałym miejscem. Potrafi zatańczyć jak jej zagrają. Zdjęcia nie są dobrej jakości, a to ze względu na porę "jej pracy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115140670395033091?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115140670395033091/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115140670395033091' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140670395033091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140670395033091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/15-fontanna-w-barcelonie.html' title='15. Fontanna w Barcelonie'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115140459077358822</id><published>2006-06-27T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:36:30.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>14. Piłkarski idol, życiowy nieudacznik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/gazza2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/gazza2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/gazza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/gazza.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A mowa o Gazzie, który był wielbiony na murawie i znienawidzony poza nią. Bawidamek, nałogowy alkoholik, damski bokser. Piłkarz był także z niego krewki, ale poprzez wspaniałe rajdy, akcje, po których strzelał niezapomniane gole, jego zachowanie wybaczali mu wszyscy fani. Nawet ja, gdyż był moim pierwszym piłkarskim idolem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115140459077358822?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115140459077358822/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115140459077358822' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140459077358822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140459077358822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/14-pikarski-idol-yciowy-nieudacznik.html' title='14. Piłkarski idol, życiowy nieudacznik'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115140415879740319</id><published>2006-06-27T12:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:29:18.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>13. Szczyrkowskie przygody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Powracam do wycieczek pijacko-krajoznawczych, a dokładniej do ubiegłorocznej wycieczki szczyrkowskiej. Na pierwszym zdjęciu moi wierni kompani od paru ładnych lat - Tata i Emil, reklamujący najwyższej jakości górskie piwo Tatra Jasne. Na drugim Emil ukrywający prawdziwe swe oblicze pod czapką Heinekena, probably najlepszego piwa na świecie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115140415879740319?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115140415879740319/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115140415879740319' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140415879740319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115140415879740319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/13-szczyrkowskie-przygody.html' title='13. Szczyrkowskie przygody'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115064674645869402</id><published>2006-06-18T17:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:05:46.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>12. Najlepszy z najlepszych</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/w%3F%3Fodek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/w%3F%3Fodek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dla jednych najlepszym piłkarzem wszechczasów jest nieżyjący dziś Kazimierz Deyna, dla drugich złotowłosy Zbigniew Boniek. Dla mnie najlepszym piłkarzem o talencie większym niż obaj wymienieni piłkarze jest Włodzimierz Lubański. Bo posiadał przywódczość Deyny jak i bramkostrzelność Bońka. Kontuzja w meczu z Anglią w 1973 roku przeszkodziła mu w spełnieniu najważniejszego marzenia w życiu - uczestnictwa na mundialu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (najpiękniejszym dla polskiej piłki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; w Niemczech. Może gdyby zagrał, sięgnelibyśmy po złoto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115064674645869402?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115064674645869402/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115064674645869402' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115064674645869402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115064674645869402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/12-najlepszy-z-najlepszych.html' title='12. Najlepszy z najlepszych'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-115064153663050013</id><published>2006-06-18T16:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:39:53.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>! Zmiany...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wprowadzam zmiany na moim fotoblogu. Aby go jeszcze bardziej urozmaicić, postanowiłem wprowadzać zdjęcia związane nie tylko z wydarzeniami, w których bezpośrednio uczestniczyłem. Mianowicie będą pojawiać się fotki ukazujące moje zainteresowania, czy takie okoliczności, które w dużym stopniu odcisnęły się na moim "ja".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-115064153663050013?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/115064153663050013/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=115064153663050013' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115064153663050013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/115064153663050013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/06/zmiany.html' title='! Zmiany...'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114664497128662817</id><published>2006-05-03T10:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:20:13.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>11. Zabawa z każdym mozliwa jest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Żeby nie było, rasistą nie jestem. Oto dowód tego, iż jestem przyjaźnie nastawiony do rasy innej niz biała :P. Miejscem owego wydarzenia jest dyskoteka w Rimini, w północnych Włoszech z 2000 roku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114664497128662817?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114664497128662817/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114664497128662817' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114664497128662817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114664497128662817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/05/11-zabawa-z-kadym-mozliwa-jest.html' title='11. Zabawa z każdym mozliwa jest'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114664218905430689</id><published>2006-05-03T09:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:19:51.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>10. Monako - życie na szczycie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elegancja, prawdziwa dystynkcja, śmiało można rzec, że Monako jest miejscem oryginalnym i jedynym w swoim rodzaju na całym świecie. Tam wszystko jest piękne: luksusowe, przejeżdżające obok mnie samochody, budynki, które są rozpoznawalne dosłownie wszędzie, a także stare uliczki, drzewa. Nawet trawa, czy kosze na śmieci mają swój niepowtarzalny styl i grację. Choć byłem tam tylko przez 4 godziny pod koniec czerwca 2002 roku, dalej to państewko wywiera na mnie dużą impresję. Pierwsze zdjęcie to słynny plac książęcy, drugie – wejście do kasyna, jeszcze bardziej sławnego, gdzie wstęp mają osoby powyżej 21 roku życia. Pan Eryk, wchodząc do niego w koszuli i krótkich spodenkach, powiedział nam, grupie obozowej, że czuł się jak wieśniak, pośród smokingowców i grubych portfelowców.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114664218905430689?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114664218905430689/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114664218905430689' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114664218905430689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114664218905430689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-monako-ycie-na-szczycie.html' title='10. Monako - życie na szczycie'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114581474781728459</id><published>2006-04-23T19:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:21:11.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'>9. Viva Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kiedyś nie sympatyzowałem za tym klubem, a w szczególności wtedy, kiedy "odwiedziłem" jego stadion, w 2002 roku. Od ponad roku jednak moje kibicowanie Barcelonie staje się coraz głębsze i wyraźniejsze. Na pierwszym zdjęciu jestem ja (rzecz oczywista), tak trochę postawiony w cieniu, w cieniu wspaniałego stadionu-giganta, którym jest kolos barceloński.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114581474781728459?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114581474781728459/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114581474781728459' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114581474781728459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114581474781728459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/04/9-viva-barcelona.html' title='9. Viva Barcelona'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114581299442303846</id><published>2006-04-23T19:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:19:06.230+02:00</updated><title type='text'>8. Ciąg dalszy mazurskiego obozu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A oto trwalsze udokumentowanie, że byliśmy na obozie grupą najbardziej wyjątkową, którą łączyły specyficzne stosunki... Na fotkach: Soczek 17% i klasyka piwa - Carlsberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114581299442303846?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114581299442303846/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114581299442303846' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114581299442303846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114581299442303846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/04/8-cig-dalszy-mazurskiego-obozu.html' title='8. Ciąg dalszy mazurskiego obozu'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114400415848941406</id><published>2006-04-02T20:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:18:43.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>7. Mazurska ekipa - lipiec'2003</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img009.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Na Mazurach czas płynął leniwie. Atrakcji miejscowych było mało, można napisać, że ich wcale nie było. Bowiem wszędzie lasy, pola, zadupia, a młodzieży obozowej się nudziło. Ekipą byliśmy zgraną, mimo iż obóz trwał niespełna dwa tygodnie. Ostatniego dnia, pamiętam, usiedliśmy na balkonie w jednym z pokoi, wszyscy, i omawialiśmy nasz dekadencki żywot przy piwie oraz winie. Ekspresyjnymi chwilami był naszpikowany ówczesny okres w moim życiu, a w szczególności mazurskie czasy. Zdjęcie to umieszczone zostało w gazecie Elektrowni Łaziska ze względu na szanownego pana Eryka M. (także jest na zdjęciu), który darzył nas głębokim przejawem niesubordynowanej sympatii :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114400415848941406?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114400415848941406/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114400415848941406' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114400415848941406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114400415848941406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/04/7-mazurska-ekipa-lipiec2003.html' title='7. Mazurska ekipa - lipiec&apos;2003'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114373403688518487</id><published>2006-03-30T17:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:18:21.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>6. Plitvicka jezera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zdjęcia mają to do siebie, że nie trzeba opisywać tego, co się dokładnie na nich znajduje - od tego jest wyobraźnia obserwatora. A jeżeli chodzi o te zdjęcia, mogę jedynie napisać, że "pochodzą" z chorwackiego parku narodowego z lata 2001 roku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114373403688518487?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114373403688518487/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114373403688518487' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114373403688518487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114373403688518487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/03/6-plitvicka-jezera.html' title='6. Plitvicka jezera'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114355945488321899</id><published>2006-03-28T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:17:53.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>5. Mikołowska (przy)Miarka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Niestety do czołowej szóstki się nie dostałem, ale za to dostałem się do gazety :P. Był to mój pierwszy styk z liceum, do którego miałem chodzić 4 lata, a także mój pierwszy styk, gdzie mogłem swoje się zobaczyć w gazecie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. Jestem, rzecz jasna na zdjęciu, na pierwszym planie. Dalej widać moją przyszłą nauczycielkę, polonistkę, która uczyła mnie przez ostatnie trzy klata kariery miarkowskiej i przeprowadziła dzielnie przez maturę.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114355945488321899?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114355945488321899/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114355945488321899' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114355945488321899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114355945488321899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/03/5-mikoowska-przymiarka.html' title='5. Mikołowska (przy)Miarka'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-114355805516568718</id><published>2006-03-28T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:17:31.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>4. Padwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/img001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We Włoszech za swojego żywota byłem do tej pory dwa razy. Pierwszy raz w 2000 roku na obozie, drugim razem dwa lata później, można powiedzieć, przejazdem. I za pierwszym razem, jak i za drugim byłem w Padwie. Ale zdjęcia, którem umieszczam są z ostaniego roku XX wieku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-114355805516568718?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/114355805516568718/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=114355805516568718' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114355805516568718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/114355805516568718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-padwa.html' title='4. Padwa'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-113277072289436168</id><published>2005-11-23T19:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:16:35.480+02:00</updated><title type='text'>3. Znamienita uczta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Autorem zdjęcia jest Kamil. Na pierwszym planie, jakby nie było, Alex Valmont, a dalej Tomek (pseudo Ymil) oraz Daniel, którzy pewnie będą pojawiać się jeszcze nie raz na fotkach. Sylwester z 2003 roku zaliczam do prawdziwej uczty, gdzie niczego nie brakowało, prócz, hmm płci przeciwnej, ale chłopacy byli na tyle pomysłowi, ża potrafili się zabawić (na szczęście nie sami sobą...) Akcja z mopem dzieje się w łazience Daniela, który miał służyć jako gitara elektryczna zespołu rockowego, powstałego jakieś dwie sekundy wcześniej. Niedługo później (tak po kolejnych kilku sekundach) zespół się rozpadł - chyba z racji braku reszty sprzętu, więc chwile największej chwały zostały ukazane w tym jednym zdjęciu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-113277072289436168?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/113277072289436168/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=113277072289436168' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113277072289436168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113277072289436168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-znamienita-uczta.html' title='3. Znamienita uczta'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-113260808745446755</id><published>2005-11-21T22:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:16:14.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'>2. Pełnia młodości...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tak wyglądam mniej więcej w rzeczywistości, choć jest to zdjęcie z lata 2003 roku, robione w górach gdzieś na zadupiu na wycieczce pijoznawczej z Elektrowni Łaziska. Od tego czasu niewiele się zmieniłem, mówiąc krótko i skromnie - nie jestem wcale taki najgorszy :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-113260808745446755?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/113260808745446755/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=113260808745446755' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113260808745446755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113260808745446755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2005/11/2-penia-modoci.html' title='2. Pełnia młodości...'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-113260093375400362</id><published>2005-11-21T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:15:47.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1. Lata niewinności...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3483/668/320/01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Na tym zdjęciu miałem chyba z cztery latka, o ile pamięć mnie nie myli. Byłem troszkę pulchnym dzieciaczkiem, typowym brzydkim kaczątkiem, które wyrosło na pięknego łabędzia :) Proces mojej socjalizacji był już w toku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-113260093375400362?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/113260093375400362/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=113260093375400362' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113260093375400362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113260093375400362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2005/11/1-lata-niewinnoci.html' title='1. Lata niewinności...'/><author><name>Alex Valmont</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.papaja.pl/pliki/image9522.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19183681.post-113259967452020634</id><published>2005-11-21T19:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T16:15:33.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>! Na dobry początek...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:maroon;"&gt;Chciałbym zaznaczyć, że zdjęcia umieszczane na blogu nie będą miały charakteru chronologicznego, gdyż owe zdjęcia, jak ich dodawanie, mają (będą mieć) smak spontaniczności, dzięki której świat jest barwniejszy, lepszy do strawienia i piękniejszy niż zwykłe, szare, planowane szablony. Dziękuję...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19183681-113259967452020634?l=fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/feeds/113259967452020634/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19183681&amp;postID=113259967452020634' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113259967452020634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19183681/posts/default/113259967452020634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fotowspomnienia.blogspot.com/2005/11/na-dobry-pocztek.html' title='! 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