Breitling black dial men's wristwatch collection

The current Breitling collection of men's wristwatches with black dials. I am not a fan of black dials per se, some are nice in black, but some look even better in other colors. The black dials make it easier to compare all the watches, you can see the significant differences easier. Usually the differences are very small between some models, that's why you really need to look closely for details. The first step to buy such an exclusive high quality timepiece is to find a model that matches your taste and your expectations. So, I created this list for me, but it's also suitable for any other interested Breitling buyer.
I added the price in red. I found the source for the price here and here. The first one is from the current American price list, which I converted to euros. That's why it's not the most accurate - it's just meant for orientation, so you know about what sum of money is your favourite new Breitlig watch worth. Prices may vary from country to country and depending on the discount you get from your local AD. [Source of the photos is http://www.breitling.com. I'm sure they don't mind I'm borrowing from, since I promote their watches and hope they continue making one of the best timepieces in the world.]

NAVITIMER

1 NAVITIMER

Breitling Navitimer [3450€]

Breitling Navitimer World [3660€]

2 COSMONAUTE

Breitling Navitimer Cosmonaute [3660€]

3 MONTBRILLIANT

Breitling Navitimer Montbrilliant [3260€]

Breitling Navitimer Montbrilliant Legende

Breitling Navitimer Montbrilliant Olympus

Breitling Navitimer Montbrilliant Datora [4660€]

4 CHRONO-MATIC 49

Breitling Navitimer Chrono-Matic 49 [4300€]

WINDRIDER

1 CHRONOMAT

Breitling Windrider Chronomat [3100€]

Breitling Windrider Chronomat [3100€]

Breitling Windrider Chronomat [3100€]

2 COCKPIT

Breitling Windrider Cockpit [2570€]

Breitling Windrider Crono Cockpit [3600€]

3 BLACKBIRD

Breitling Windrider Blackbird [4300€]

PROFESSIONAL

1 EMERGENCY

Breitling Professional Emergency [3800€]

2 AEROSPACE

Breitling Professional Aerospace [2640€]

3 AIRWOLF

Breitling Professional Airwolf [3100€]

4 SKYRACER

Breitling Professional Skyracer [3900€]

AEROMARINE

1 AVENGER

Breitling Aeromarine Super Avenger [3200€]

Breitling Aeromarine Avenger Skyland [3160€]

Breitling Aeromarine Avenger Seawolf Chrono [3030€]

Breitling Aeromarine Avenger Seawolf [2500€]

2 SUPEROCEAN

Breitling Aeromarine Chrono Superocean [2630€]

Breitling Aeromarine Superocean [1630€]

Breitling Aeromarine Superocean Steelfish [2000€]

Breitling Aeromarine Superocean Heritage 46 [2460€]

Breitling Aeromarine Superocean Heritage Chrono [3240€]

3 COLT

Breitling Aeromarine Colt Chrono [2045€]

Breitling Aeromarine Colt GMT [1720€]

Breitling Aeromarine Colt Automatic [1800€]

Breitling Aeromarine Colt Quartz [1320€]

Breitling Aeromarine Colt Oceane [1350€]

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A new beginning

Now I need to start over with my life! Some changes have occured in my life, mostly regarding my family. I'm now back home and I need to start moving. I know it's hard for me with this sickenning allergy and it will get tougher. But I have to be strong. I need to get back on track. It's a new beginning for me. I won't talk about what are my plans. I need to keep them inside me and just achieve my goals. Writing about it won't help. Sometimes words have a huge impact, but in this case words are nothing. Actions must follow. So let's get to work. Daydreaming is over!

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Breitling Professional Airwolf (I.)

My dream watch is Breitling Professional Airwolf. I don't know if I will ever have one, since the retail price is about 2800-2900eur. It's a lot of money for a watch, so even if I save up enough, I wonder if I would really buy it.

Maybe when I have everything that's essential for a good life: a good job, a house, a car and if I am married the consent of my wife :-) Anyway, until then I'll just continue admiring this watch on photos. I must add that I also like many other Breitling models, so I may post about them next time. Here's some photos of my dream watch 'Airwolf'.


More info: Airwolf review, Breitling blog, Breitling website.

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Tribute to Laura Ling and Euna Lee

Two American reporters, Laura Ling (on the left) and Euna Lee (on the right) were detained by North Korea. Allegedly they were illegally intruding in the great state of North Korea, crossing the border from China. I don't know what they were doing in those areas, but I hope they won't get harmed or abused in the great state of the beloved leader Kim Jong-gravely-ill. If you google Laura Ling, you'll see she's quite famous, while Euna is less so. Nevertheless, let's hope both of them will return safe and sound out of the great state of North Korea and won't be used for North Korean propaganda against the USA.

[Photos: Yahoo]

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Brad Pitt lecturer in the University of Tokyo

I read that few days ago, Brad Pitt, American actor and freedom fighter, went to the University of Tokyo (東京大学), his second stop in Asia, to lecture about his personal involvements in the negotiations with the Pashtun people about the further advancment of their society, especially in the field of human raights issues. The Japanese students were very happy to hear the star talking about these pressing matters in such straight-forward rhetoric. Many felt that his lectures meant a sudden diversion from the cowboy style rhetoric of the previous Hollywood stars, who came as guest lecturers to the University of Tokyo. Xinhua reports, that this is merely the beginning of a new age Hollywood-lecturing-the-rest-of-the-world efforts iniciated by the Obama administration and that Pitt may soon drop by in China as well. [Photoshopped by me :P]

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Brad Pitt lecturer in the University of Seoul

Recently I read that Brad Pitt, the American actor and human rights activist, was invited to the University of Seoul (서울시립대학교) as a lecturer in human rights activism history. The class he lectured was only permitted to female students, because Pitt felt it was more comfortable for him, since it was his first endavour of this kind. He stated that the media could be present for the first 5 minutes, but for the rest of the 2 hours long lecture they were barred from the classrooms. Security escorted them out as Pitt continued reading from his notebook of personal research on human rights issues in Malawi. After the lectures, Pitt was the first one who left the classroom, promptly followed by a flock of domestic and foreign journalists. He seemed somewhat exhausted, sweaty, with a torn collar and a messed-up tie. His security prevented the journalists to ask any questions. That's why they diverted their attention to the female students. They were exulted, sweaty and some had their lipstick smudged. When one Korean reporter asked what happened, Park Sa-rang, a 21 years old student replied while applying her chapstick: "It was crazy. I'm exhausted. I have to go home." We couldn't get further information, we can only speculate what happened, said Wang Xiaoli, a reporter for Xinhua. He added that Pitt will continue his lectures all across Asia and it's most important universities. [Photoshopped by me :P]

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Obama is a genius!

My whole last year 2008 was accompanied with excitement about the US presidential elections and Barack Obama. I can say, I heard about him already in 2006 when he went to Kenya and CNN reported it. One year later, in 2007, I watched on CNN how he announced his presidential campaign. And they began to report more and more about him and I already became a huge fan. At that time, everyone was excited about Hillary Clinton. Most of the meadia thought she already won, but not me. I knew Barack Obama was the best candidate with the best ideas that reflected my views and conceptions. I didn't doubt Obama, I doubted the American people due to the recent history of racism and the dominance of the right wing (that's was the perception). Anyway, luckily I was proven wrong and Obama was elected. It was a roller coaster: From Iowa to the Supertuesday to the debates with Hillary Clinton. Then came Bill Clinton's 'Fairytale', reverend Wright, 'Bittergate', Pennsyilvania and a lot of distress. Was I relieved when he won North Carolina and virtually wrapped up the nomination. I was so sick of those CNN pundits and all their bickering and ridiculing. I got goose bumps when I saw him in Denver in that big stadium. Joe Biden was a great choice, too. It seemed perfect. And then came McCain and the Republicans with their low shots and of course the joke of the year: Sarah Palin, her stupidity and ignorance. It was hillarious. I loved the presidential debates with McCain. Obama showed that he has an exceptional intellect. And then: election night! When he got Pennsylvania and Florida I knew he won. I waited until 4am to hear him speak. That speech was really history made infront of my eyes. I will always remember where I was when I heard it. I felt I was there in Chicago, I felt I was American and all the positive things that are associated with it. I felt that in 1 single day the world became a better place.
And now here we are. It's March 2009 and I tune in CNN and see president Barack Obama has a town hall meeting, answering questions and trying to increase support for his bold policies. After the election and until the inauguration I was in Malaysia and couldn't follow his interviews and all that was happening in that period. So tonight I heard him speak after a long time and I thought: Wow, he is a genius! In this moment I think there's not a single democratic politician in the world who is as intelligent, witted and articulate as Barack Obama. He could sell you any idea by the way he delivers it to you. It's still incredible, it won't decline and I think even after he will face tough backfire, make mistakes, he will give a speech and you will believe him or forgive him. Barack Obama is a genius. He will transform the presidency like Lincoln or FDR did. He won't be topped in my life time, he set the bar too high for any successor, it's a once-in-a-century thing. That's why, even in these hard times, recesion, terrorism, financial crisis... I know we (the whole world) have someone who's honestly working the hardest he can to make a difference. It's a great time to be alive.

[Photos take by me from the TV]

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Poem by Lǐ Bái

山中問答

問余何意棲碧山
笑而不答心自閑
桃花流水杳然去
別有天地非人間

Conversations in the mountains

You ask why I nestle in the green mountains.
I laugh but answer not - my heart is serene.
Peach blossoms and flowing waters go without
a trace. There is another Heaven and Earth
beyond the world of man.

Li Bai (李白), 8th century (source)

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I hate him!

I hate my uncle! After my grandpa's death he's been nothing but a menace. He said he won't make problems before the inheritance trial. He said he will accept that my mum gets the house. Today, 3 days before the trial, he suddenly wanted half of the house. When my mum explained to him that that's impossible for her, he wanted a room. And that would be my room. That's crazy! My mum lived almost her whole life in this house and me and my sisters, we all grew up here. It was grandpa's house, he built it and he stuck to it until his death. We never spoke about who will get it, but we were all confident that my mum will get it. He didn't like my uncle. If he would have been written a will (which he unfortunately didn't), he'd surely give it to my mum. But his death was so unexpected and sadly, these matters were impossible to discuss with him. So now here we are... A house and land, a small car and few ten thousand euros... My uncle will get the most money, but he wants more. Why? Why so ignorant! 20 years we couldn't decide how to live. Now there will be a replacement who will hinder us again? Why can't he just fuck off and leave us alone? Take all the stuff you wanna have and FUCK OFF. I mean it. I'm sick of all this game of breaking one's word. I never break my word. Never! If I do, I need years to recover from that. I'd feel ashamed! Shame on you, uncle! Shut up already, stop pestering us! We have 2 more days of this ordeal with you! I hope only 2 more days. Please, take the money and just leave us alone. Please let go... I'm so tired of all this... I can't anymore... it's pathetic.

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I tweet!

Finally I created an account on Twitter... But so far people here don't use it so much, so I don't have any friends to follow... Hopefully that'll change soon. Let's see if Twitter is fun.

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Logic gone wrong

Person 1: You invade a country based on lies and kill more than 200.000 innocent people along the way. You retire, nobody can do anything to you, you won't get sued for the war crimes you commited. You keep lying and finding new excuses about your old lies.

Person 2: You throw a shoe at a man who is responsible for the death of over 200.000 innocent people and you end up 3 years in prison. Only a shoe!

What's the logic behind this? Now go figure!

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The story of Miako from Ginza

I. MIAKO

Her name was Miako. She was a Japanese girl from Ginza, Tokyo. We met through a friend, a Canadian photographer. I, a photographer myself, was immediately struck by her uniquely sensual look. Her face, reminiscent of Monica Belucci, only Japanese, made me question my own idea of beauty.


II. FIRST ENCOUNTER

Her English was very poor, but luckily after my year in Tokyo, I learned enough Japanese to start a simple conversation with her. She was very shy when I introduced myself and asked her about her name. "Mi-a-ko", she said with a very girly voice. She was 23, she added. Her body was amazing. I've never fallen for slim girls before. But her figure was something new to me. The face and the body matched perfectly. Her long and stretched figure was the perfect reflexion of her angelic face. I just couldn't stop staring at her. My friend noticed it and the situation became pretty awkward. He nudged me and I came back to my senses. Maiko is a Japanese girl and there are certain ways of looking at a Japanese girl that are utterly unappropriate. I was ashamed of myself. I saw she blushed and while my friend appologized for me, she said 'nevermind', but nodded with her head nervously. She left very fast after this. My Canadian friend said: "Man, please, don't make my friend so shy. She's been through a lot. You really look a bit like her ex-boyfriend, the one who betrayed and hurt her." I was shocked. I didn't know about this. On the other hand, how could I? I was just myself. I lost myself in her. Should I appologize for that? I did to him. But I didn't mean it. All I had on my mind was Miako's gorgeous face.

III. SUNDAY IN GINZA

Two weeks later. It was a normal sunday in Ginza in September. I had no assignments for the weekend, so I decided to walk around on my own. I strolled down the main street slowly. As a stranger, I saw Ginza with different eyes. Literarly. I saw girls, dressed up like lolitas, emos or gyaru... It's not like I saw something like that for the first time, but every girl reminded me of Miako. I missed Miako. Because I thought about her all the time. I stopped for a moment, took a big look into all directions and there I saw it: The Nagasaki center. I decided to go to the Paulista to try that famous coffee of their's. Before I entered I noticed there's not many people. Maybe because of sunday and morning. A bad combination. So I strolled down the main aisle wondering where to sit. I looked left and right, walked few steps further and there she was, sitting behind a giant palm tree: Miako! I froze. It caught me off-guard. What should I do now? Should I greet her, sit beside her? Will I appear rude again? Or should I sit elsewhere or walk off? Will I offend her again? Suddenly she lifted up her head and smiled, 'cause she saw me. She said: "Malukko-san, purizu sit beside me." That made all my nervousness vanish in an instant. She said she came here few minutes ago. I ordered my latte and switched to Japanese. I told her again I was sorry to stare at her the first time we met and hoped she would forgive my impoliteness. She told me she was alright and actually felt flattered by my staring. Suddenly she asked me in English: "Malukko-san, do you tink I am pletty?" I seemed clearly unprepared for a moment, but then again I quickly came to say: "Miako-san, I think you are very pretty. You are the most beautiful girl I ever saw." She blushed and smiled and replied with a sweet voice: "Ah, you just flattel me. I donno if I am pletty. My eksu-boyfliend say I no plety. He took off wit othel gal. My healt is bloken. I must cly evely day." Her face expression went from happy to sad when she looked at me with her watery eyes. "Miako, please, look at me." Her tearful eyes resembled a crying manga girl. "Never again let anyone tell you something like that. You are gorgeous!" I replied. She looked at me with a big question mark. I asked her: "Do you understand 'gorgeous'? She shook her head. I said in Japanese: Senrei. She smiled brightly, but still tearing up. It was like sunshine and rain at same time. I took her hand and said: "You are happy now. Keep it that way." She replied: "Arrigato, Malukko-san. Ar-ri-ga-to" We kept quiet for a moment, I took a sip of my coffee and thought about how to make her smile again. I had a wonderful idea. I said to her: "Miako-san, would you go out with me tonight?" She immediately said yes. We exchanged phone numbers and started a conversation about Ginza. Where to go, what to do... she smiled. She told me many stories about how much fun she had in this or that place. I kept looking at her dreamy eyes while she went on talking. I imagined how I can lose myself in them from close. I wondered how it would feel to intertwine my fingers with hers, pull her close and kiss her. Gently and lengthly. I...
I found myself back in my apartment. It was afternoon. I wasn't tired, but I tried to rest. I wanted to lay on bed and continue dreaming. I still remembered Miako's smile when we parted one hour ago. And how she walked away with her sexy long and perfectly built legs. It was in that moment when I noticed that she wore a mini skirt and high heels. She walked so gracefully. Out of this world? Definitely. My head was full of nonsense. This girl was all I had on my mind these days. Virtually all of the time. I just let my imagination thrive, I was definitely losing all my maturity in one day. I changed from man to boy. And never before I felt this way. I was a bit embarrassed. But I thought to myself: What the heck. Who cares. I'm in love.
It was 7 o'clock. My cell phone kept ringing. Miako! I, drunk from all the daydreaming, previously fell asleep like a baby. So I had to come back to my senses. I picked up: "Moshi moshi?" She sounded nervous yet excited. We said we'll meet at the Mitsukoshi, at the main entrance, at 8 o'clock. I was nervous picking the right shirt and pants. I didn't want to be overdressed, but too casual was also a bad choice. I found a middle way and luckily on time. I hurried up, almost ran downstairs all excited. My heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't believe I was having a date with such a beautiful girl.
I arrived first. After few minutes of waiting, I became more and more tense. And suddenly it struck me. I saw her approaching me from the distance. Boy, did she look sexy! She wore dark brown boots with high heels, black semi-transparent stockings, a short brown skirt matching the boots and an incredible silky carmine coloured blouse with a glittery collar. Her hair was falling over her shoulders with the tips touching her breasts. Amazingly seductive. On top of all that, she wore a perfect make-up. Her cherry-red lips still lingering in my mind. When she said 'hi' with her cute girly voice, I felt those lips will kill me. I survived.
So we decided right away to go to the cinema. I wouldn't mind if we just stood there near Mitsukoshi or if we went back to the café. Nothing mattered as long as I was with her. The main street in Ginza was crowded. While we were walking, I fooled around, kept making silly jokes or gave her compliments. She clearly enjoyed my company. And she knew I was falling for her. She clearly enjoyed that, too.
The movie was ok. I didn't pay so much attention. I enjoyed to be so close to her, to smell her fragrant perfume, see her silky skin from so close. Many times I closed my eyes and just breathed in slowly... Breathed out slowly...

IV. WE BREATHE

We breathe fast, in my room, kissing and more. I have her. She's mine. Our fingers intertwined. I won't let go, she can't let go. The night of my life. My consciousness is almost lost and repeatedly recovered. Her skin delights me, gives me the shivers. How did I make it? Now I lost myself in her eyes constantly, vigorously, endlessly. It felt like the night should never stop, because everything post this night would seem irrelevant.

V. LOST IN GINZA, LOST IN MIAKO

Two months later. Our love won't decline. We are immersed in Ginza. Ginza is the part that connects us. While I have my photo shoots, Miako started her model career. First for some teen magazines, later for Scawaii! and Woofin' Girl and some others. She became big. But she says she does that because I gave her confidence. She's doing that for herself. Sometimes I worry about all that, because now some people in Ginza stop us, snap photos of her, ask for her autograph. Of course they're polite, but what if there's suddenly someone who's not? I just hope I can protect her. She loves to be shot with my camera. She loves to pose for me. She wants to be dreamy and show me those sad eyes she had two months ago. She does that to please me. Or to shock me. She succeeds in both ways. She loves to wear my shirts and gaze out of the window while asking me to keep the moment with my camera. She says I am the one who can capture the real Miako. Her English improved. I even taught her some Slovene. She's cute when she tries and fails. There's so much more to her than her apparent looks. Her sexiness is deeper than what meets the eye. She said I am the one who went the deepest. I can touch her soul, she says. She wants to be with me forever, she repeats many times with her cute girly voice. She loves to put one arm around my neck, and with the other one seizing my chin and kissing me. She always smiles. We enjoy the walks in Ginza, we love to stroll down the Hibiya park. She loves to kiss me near the clock. Ginza is ours. We own it.

VI. OUR FAIRYTALE

Two years later. Miako loves me more than ever. Can this be a fairytale? All my friends have relationship problems. My Canadian friend divorced with his Japanese dream girl. But I am happy. I keep reading books with no happy ends. I keep wondering why it doesn't happen to me? Why am I still so deeply in love with Miako? Why I have no fear of losing this happiness like others did? It's Miako. She's the key and I am the lock. We are a perfect match. It's how we connect. We always do. Wheather I go to Osaka and she goes to Seoul. We are connected. Nobody comes before 'us'. I still make photos of her. They are deeper. Now I'm capturing her for eternity. For the sake of both. Last sunday we came accross the first photo I snapped of her. It was in September 2004. A sunday. We reminisced about the old times, about the first sunday we went out. We decided to repeat that day. We went to the Paulista, sat at the same desk and sipped coffee. We had a good laugh remembering our first conversation and her broken English. After dark, we went to Mitsukoshi. We decided that I go first, while she stayed at home getting dressed. I waited for her at 8 o'clock. She came 10 minutes late, but her amazing clothes made up for the waiting. It was like that same sunday she first blew me away. I felt the same goose bumps she gave me in that very moment. We went to the same cinema as that time... and we had tons of fun. When we returned to my apartment, I asked her to sit on my couch. I went to the kitchen, opened a bottle of Slovenian white wine, the one I kept for a special occasion. This was one. I gave a toast to our future, told her I love her and reached in my pocket. I took out a small box, she had a feeling what will follow. She started to shiver. I opened it up: a ring. I went down on my knees and said: "Miako, you are..." And asked a question. What do you think was her answer?

VII. 'YES!'

"Miako, my dear, in that sunday something amazing happened. You made me happy forever." (Miako, I looked at your dreamy eyes and knew the answer. And Miako, we don't need love expressed in words. That moment was real, Miako.) I will never forget your dreamy eyes and the seductive smile you gave me. It felt like whole Ginza stopped for a moment. We stopped. And we made it move again. "Now, Miako... this is how I see you, how I see myself, how I see us and our love. How do you see it, Miako?" She just smiled, grabbed my chin carefully, kissed me softly and replied with her cute girly voice: "Yes."

Our love is eternal.

[Photos: Erika Sato]

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