I have been online every day since Monday, but I havent written anything. The reason is simple, I did not have much to put! I have accepted my places in both courses/programs that I got accepted to...and looking at the schedules for this next term. I have the points needed to get money from the government for studies..but I just realized that I havent passed one course in Spanish. That sucks.
Anyways, in just 4 hours I will be getting tattooed! Yay!
Two days ago, on the day of the state of La Paz, besides being the 199th anniversary it was also the 28th year since one of the worst days in the history of Bolivia took place. That was the day that a man by the last names Garcia Mesa, made a coup d'état and started to kill people as flies. My uncle Jose Luis Martínez Machicao was not even interested in politics. Back in that time he used to work for the bank of the Bolivian state, and one day he was simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. Several months after the coup d'état of Garcia Mesa, there were demonstrations going on. one of the first socialist leaders in Bolivia was killed on the 16th of July...his name was Marcelo Quiroga Santa Cruz..and during the demonstration, my uncle was on his way to work. He got caught in one picture that was printed in a newspaper the day after. On the 12th of December 1980 he was taken away from his home and there is absolutely no knowledge about what happened to this very good and handsome man, whom I am sure would have been a perfect uncle, after the 21st of the same month and year.
Today a very honorable man is arriving in Bolivia. Hugo Chávez, the president of Venezuela, will be in Riberalta (a town in the north of Bolivia, in the state of Beni) together with the BEST presiden of Bolivia (Evo Morales) and the president of Brasil. They will be havig a ceremony since both Venezuela and Brasil are giving credits to Bolivia to build roads from the state of La Paz to the state of Beni and Pando (both situated in the north and in the amazons). And since it is very sad that I cant be in Riberalta when two of my favourite leaders are in the same country as myself, I am wearing a shirt to honour one of them...Hugo Chávez. My shirt has his face printed..and I am very proud to be an owner of such a beautiful shirt...I will post a pic of myself and the shirt another day (I forgot to bring the cable of my camera with me!)
I have a couple of good news to you all. Firstly, I am taking care of my hand. It is no longer infected but pretty swallon (?). I will begin a treatment against rabies on Monday, just in case of. Secondly, I will put a vlog during next week..so no you definitely have something to look forward to. Thirdly, I got in to the university that I wanted...and to the program that I wanted too! And...I got in to another course for the evenings, it is the first course in International Relations. Isn´t it awesome? Now I will just have to tell it to my mother...the question is when. Oh...and fourthly, I will get a tattoo before leaving Bolivia. And here I need your help!!!! I cant decide what to tattoo. I have a couple of suggestions and you will be the ones who have power in this decision!
"Machicao" tattooed below my Trinity-tattoo. Machicao is the surname of my maternal grandmother, and since I am not having it as my surname I would still want to wear it...and why not as a tattoo?
A heart with "Bo+Swe" in it, to represent to two countries that I love the most.
A collection of leaders that I admire (Either Ché Guevara, Hugo Chávez, Evo Morales or all of them together)
VOTE!
I got to go and eat some lunch now, I will get online on Monday...after my trip to the countryside and the Titicaca-lake!
When I last updated you, I told you that I was going on a trip to the tropics. So far, it did happen. The specific place where we went is called Rurrenabaque and is situated in the middle of the state Beni (in the north of Bolivia). There are two ways of travelling to this town, mostly considered a village. The first one is by plane (55 minutes) and the other is by bus (20 hours). We chose the second one, mostly because it would be 75% cheaper but we had second thoughts about it. Why? Mostly because there had been a couple of accidents with deathly outcomes during the last weeks. Anyways, I think that if I have to die I will die matter how I travel. So, we took the bus on Thursday morning and did the 20 hours dangerous trip. Dangerous it certainly was! The roads are so narrow that only one car/bus can travel at a time. When two buses met, we were on the edge of falling down more than 1000 meters. That road is best known as the “Death Road” of Bolivia.
At 6 in the morning we arrived at the bust station in Rurre and we got to know that most agencies open at 7, and that the tours start after 9. We chose to see the pampas since, compared with the jungle, you get to see about 50% more of the fauna in the pampas. And we did get to see a lot of life after the three hours road trip. I have no idea how many pics I have snapped on the first day only. Anyhow, a bit before 16 we arrived at our camp just beside the river and I have to say that the view is AMAZING. Latr in the evening, just before dinner we went to a bar where we could se the sunset. It wasnt anythiung out of order. It was just a sunset...and if we wanted to...we could drink beer, something that I didnt. After seeing the sunset I laid on a hammock and fell asleep. My mother was out making new friends. I woke up when it was time to return back to the camp and on our way we learnt to see if there were any alligator and/or camoens (?) in the river. We did it by using a torch. Alligatorns have orange eyes and camens have red ones. Pretty good to know, right?
The second day consisted in us going on a very long walk looking for snakes. After about two hours of walk we found a big cobra and a couple of minstes later an anaconda. It was very tiredning (?) to walk in the mud, river, and specially when the sun was shining as most. The temperature reached surely over 32 degrees C til midday. Everybody was starving by the time we reached the camp. What happened later? We had 2 hours of siesta and then it wore off to swinmming with the dolphins, but it wasnt an actual swin with the dolphins since they were on their own and the humans were on their own as well. The hot temperature made many people jump into the water but I did not since I saw no reason in doing it...I would not get to swin with the pink dolphins anyways. The day continued in what felt as slow motion. I did not go to see the sunset since I had already seen it the night before. Instead I stayed in the camp and took it easy in the hammock.
The third day would start at 6 in the morning to see the sunrise but I chose to sleep a little bit more. After breakfast we went piraya fishig. It was the second time, that I went fishing, in my whole life and it went very good. I caught, all in all, nine fishes, eight small pirayas and another kind of fish. Only three, out of the crew of seven, ate the pirayas...and I was one of them. It didnt taste strange at all...except that the head tasted cheesy Afterwards we were in a hurry to get back to Rurre, not for any special reason but because nobody looked forward to the three hour long road trip. When we finally arrrived to Rurrenabaque, on our search for a place to stay the night we found the office of the national military airling (TAM Bolivia) and got to know that there were two places left for the afternoon flight the same day. My mother went to the bus terminal to leaver our tickets but since she didnt found the responsible person we remained in Rurre that evening. That was what I wanted to do since I hadnt seen much of the town..nor the town on the other side of the river.The river is caleld Rio Beni (Beni River). The town on the other side of the river is called San Buenaventura and belongs to the state of La Paz while Rurre belongs to the state of Beni. As soon as I stepped on San Buenaventura it definitely felt as home, as La Paz. There was a celebration over there becayse of its 146th anniversary. I think that the town is lovely! My mother sys that she will move to Rurre when she comes back to Bolivia, but I would much rather prefer to move to San Buenaventura. Ther was much more life, music and entrertainment going on compared to Rurre. I think that Rurrenabaque is more for tourists while San Buenaventura shows the true life of a town. Even though it was Sunday, people (read: tourists) thought that it was a good evening to party on. I would have had a difficult time to sleep because of all the noise but I drak a cholada, which is a mix of Bolivian beer (to be more precise a beer called Paceña, from La Paz) and coke. In the beginning it didnt taste very good but after one little cup of this cholada I was drunk already. and after having drinken the whole can of Paceña and my bottle of coke I was ready for bed.
I woke up early the next morning and since I knew that my mother wanted to sleep I got dressed and went out for a walk. When I came down to the reception of the hotel I realized thatit was only 0650 in the morning. When I got back my mother had just woken up and after breakfast we decided to take a quick walk before having to go to the terminal of buses for departure to La Paz. We took a moto.taxi each, and were taken to a place from which we xould see the whole town and the one on the other side of the river.
Now you may wonder what the outcome of this short trip is. Well, it is the collection of over 300 pics, several bites of mosquitos and sunburns (on my neck, my arms and shoulderns). A very pleasant feeling ( except the sunburns of course)!
We arrived in La Paz very early in the morning of yesterday (05.15 am) and got home about one hour latr. Later in the day we travelled to the countryside where my grandmother was born. There was a woman in the bus who wanted to talk with me...but I couldnt understand anything of what she said, but still...she continued to talk in Aymara. Grrr....I really have to learn Aymara. There was a celebration going on in Huarina as well, because of the anniversary of the independence of La Paz, and there was a dog in the crowd of people in search for food. I gave him some of the food I was given...and later on I was clapping the dog. This dog was not walking properly...but I clapped him...twice, and the second time I suppose that he got afraid, and therefore bite me in my right hand. It started to bleed and now I have to search for medical expertis every second day.
Today, La Paz has celebrated its 199th anniversary...and I have just taken a walk to town to take some pics of the celebrations. I think that I will come back next year for the anniversary since the celebrations will be much, but much, bigger. It has already been mentioned that La Paz will be the capital of cultures in Iberoamerica next year.
This weekend I am going to the countryside again, but I will definitely try to update you more often now...depending on what happens here.
I came to MyOpera last Thursday to update you on my life here in Bolivia, but Rita´s internet is not always very good and I could never post it! I will probably post it later on in the future. What I did put there was mainly that I love this city, and that it is quite strange how my opinions about La Paz has changed with the time. I used to hate this city because of its streets since I always fell down...but nowadays it is one of the most loveliest things I have seen. Not only its streets but also the lights in the evenings, the people, the culture, etc.
I think that I mentioned a while ago that I was going to travel to two places with my mother but now it seems like our plans have changed since there is simply not enough time for the two trips; we will be travelling to the tropics only and that will take place on Thursday of this week. We have not been in the countryside even once...we will go there first in two weeks, and hopefully my "cousin" Rita will come with me.
Oh...there was a very wild party this Saturday. There was so much alcohol that people fell down on the dance-floor and were puking in the garden, toilet...almost everywhere. It was very VERY wild! But even though I didnt feel perfect all the time it was one of the best reunions I have been to. It was so much love and friendship in it. When somebody fell down, five friends got to the rescue of that person. At 7 pm most people were drunk... But even though I was pissed drunk and couldnt eat anything the day after, even though I was embarrassed but how I must have looked liked, even thought I was passed out from time to time...even thought it wasnt 11 pm yet, I was relieved yesterday when I met Rita and when she told me that there were some people who were even worse. The funny thing was that Vico (Victor Hugo) hasnt recuperated yet from that evening even though two days have passed. But I feel completely okay now. I wonder how the others who stayed even longer than me and Vico felt on Sunday and yesterday.
Oh yeah...I forgot to tell you that I got a haircut last week, on Monday. What do you think about it? I will definitely get another one before I get back...and it is only 3 weeks left!
Instead of Adri, Rita came with me while our mothers stayed at her place talking. It was lovely to see how people accepted the gays and trans...but most of the people are not so open with this "new" thing. Oh well...at least they handed out many flyers and people will hopefully be more openminded with the years.
This week there will be a reunion of my former class here in Bolivia and I will definitely go if I dont travel to other parts of Bolivia (which I doubt I will be doing this week).
Okay, I have finally uploaded some photos. But it appears like all of them are not uploaded. Strange!
A little photo update! :
Rita, me, Adriana and Victor Hugo
Me with Illimani in the background..Lovely picture if I can say it myself!
What more? Tomorrow is the Gay-Day here in Bolivia and there will be a parade in town. I really want to go and see everything! I hope Adriana can go with me...we may perhaps go to the teathre later in the evening with my mother.
I will have to leave you here for today! I hope to be back online soon...
Gaah! I am dying! Okay, maybe not. The thing is that it is just now that I realize how much time I need to do an update on the net to all of my friends. The only thing I have done in 50 minutes is having:
written a letter to my sis ( Alla)
logged in to MSN, facebook and MyOpera
Chatted with José and a Bolivian friend
Written a letter to my "cousin"
And the time is rolling...now I have less than 5 minutes left. Here comes some sort of update. I´m sorry for the me not being online much this days...but I will really do my best from now on.
Okay, I have already met the people that I care the most for...my closest Bolivian friends: Adriana, Rita and her brother Victor Hugo and Omar. They are lovely people! I wanted to put up a picture of the three first but I know that it will take some time, so I will try to do it later on.
I have received an injection (today) against the yellow fever, since we will be travelling up north to the pampas and jungle of Bolivia in a week. If I am lucky, I will be travelling to a really cold place here in Bolivia as well within three weeks, it is called "Salar de Uyuni". You could google it, so that I don´t have to explain!
Gosh, I have so much more to tell you... but it will come later.
A lot has happened, but I think the best is to to summarize all of it in bullet-points so that you won´t get bored reading it:
My mobile was stolen in a, very crowded, bus in Santa Cruz. We were on our way to the bus terminal to see if we could travel to La Paz that very evening. My mother had asked me for the hour, I had taken it out, looked at the time, changed pocket (in my pair of jeans). The bus got more and more crowded for every station. Anyways, Í guess that it was time for me to happen. After all, I have never had anything that personal stolen before. I have no longer any numbers, my pics are also lost, as well as all my beautiful text messages that I had saved.
We had to sleep over in the Airport since there was no bus going to La Paz after 21.00.
We took one of the first buses to Cochabamba (there was no one that went straight to La Paz), the trip took over 8 hours and we were able to experience some good hot weather.
We took the second bus to La Paz at 22.00. After a couple of hours in the bus, after some sleep. I got some kind of panic attack. I needed to get out and I kept asking the driver how much longer it would take for us to arrive to a rest-place. I had taken some pills and they needed to get out of my body. The pills was to feel better when arriving in La Paz. If you didn't know, La Paz is situated in an altitude of over 4000 meters above the sea level. This means consicutively that the air here is very thin, which makes it harder to breath till the body gets adjusted to it.
We got our home number installed
The people over here seems to have lost the revolutionary spirit. The "Rightiests" are getting their way, but their spirit has to rise a bit..before the 10th of August when there will be a referendum (?) here.
Anything more? Well, today we will go and buy food, shoes (for me), and other stuff. I'll take photos of most of La Paz but I want to take it easy with my camera mostly because I don't want it to get stolen again...and because I have to find a new cable for it (I knew that I had left it here when I was here two years ago, but I remembered recently that my mother took it back to Sweden last year).
Okay, that's it from me for now. On Tuesday it will be the coldest day in the whole year, and I know that I'll freeze. If I just tell you that I even sleep with my winter jacket on, then you can figure out how cold it already is.
During my few years of living this has definitely been my worst. To travel from Sweden to Bolivia used to take 18-20 hours a couple of years ago, now it took 30 hours. And we are not even in our final destination.
Sthlm-London: Me and my mother got separate places. I had to sit in the middle of a married (old=+50) couple, and even though I asked if they wanted to change places with me then refused to do it. Eejits! We were suppose to lift at 15.40 but did it at 16.30 instead. The reason? Mr. Bush (currrent President of USA) had to lift from Heathrow to Ireland, and we were not allow to even lift. How stupid isn't that? When we finally arrived in London, we had to wait around 10 minutes before the plane could park close to a gate, but the gate the plane had been designed was occupied by another plane whih's engine wasn't working.
Heathrow Airport, London: Since the time for waiting had reduced from 5 to less than 4 it wasn't a biggie. And specially not because of all the shops that Heathrow Airport has. I hanged mostly in the book store and bought 2 books, one more of Marian Keyes (her latest, called "The charming man"), another written by Naom Chomski. We drank coffee from Starbucks and it was lovely, lovely, lovely. And...there were loads of eye-candies. Have anybody else, more than me, noticed that English men are so handsome? And their smiles... OMG!
London-Sao Paolo: Great service by the stuff (and a VERY handsome one too... His name was Ronaldo! ). I've been in this kind of planes before, but I have never had so much choice when it comes to entertainment. I could pick between 11 different movies, 3 TV-series, different sort of music, around 10 different games. And even though I usually choose to watch movies on the plane, I did not this time. I prefered to listen to James Blunt's latest CD while finishing "Is anybody out there?" written by Marian Keyes. I laughed and cried with this book, and this is the first time that this combination happened to me.
Sao Paolo: As soon as we got of the plane we directed to TAM Mercosur to get good places from Sao Paolo (my mother needs to sit in the front of the plane or her tinitus starts and makes the whole trip a lot more difficult) to Asuncion, and from Asuncion to Santa Cruz. I make a line, and my mother makes another (to gain time). My mother arrives to her line first and the women attending us tells her to stand in the last place of my line (after having checked our voucher) and wants me to go away. She didnt exactly say it in a good manner, and I dont believe that she is correct. She thought that she was talking with analphabets apparently and figured that we would obbey that stupid woman. She was wrong, and I remained in my place. After having received our boarding passes, we found a "cosy" place to sit in since we woul after all wait 9 hours. It was BORING! There are too few shops in Sao Paolo (the Airport) that you manage to visit all of them in less than 30 minutes. I sat and did nothing special. Tried to start reading the book I had bought in London written by my fave author...but I couldn't concentrate. It was impossible to sleep since the seats were not exactly friendly to the body. While watching people walk back and forth I heard some music coming from the telly above me and it made me remember some good times in my life. (André...it was the song I had tried to explain to you. I recorded a bit and I'll send it soon. ) When we were wainting to board the plane, a (peruvian/paraguayan, drunk) man in his 30s or 40s, tried to flirt with me. And he didn't even care than my mother was next to me.
Sao Paolo-Asuncion: There was a stop in Ciudad del Este, and I couldn't stop thinkng about not visiting Paraguay nor Brazil this year. I will have to convince somebody to come along... I really want to travel outside Bolivia too. Otherwise, I slept through most of the trip. I wanted to get whisky with coke, something I had received in the last trip, but she denied me it because according to the woman they only give it to people older than 22. And usually, people are considered to be adults at 21 already here in South America.
Asuncion: The airport was filled with people, travellers, fans, football players, media. The football players were taking the same plane as we would, because of the eliminations for the World Championship in South Africa 2010. They are currently, the leaders of South America...and they will meet Bolivia today at 16.00 in La Paz. Bolivia is not very strong, hasn't been the latest decades (if ever)..and of course they are in the last place. I did't know that Paraguay had handsome men either...
Asuncion-Santa Cruz: The most shitties stuff. They gave everybody else, except us dinner. When we asked if we wanted to have, one in the stuff asked: "oh, you want?" What kind of stupid question is that? Huh? *headache* Later, another woman in the stuff was going to ask me if I wanted something to drink, and says: "Mrs, would you like some?" How old am I? Sure, I may be old enough to marry some one...but I am definitely not old enough to be called "Mrs"
Santa Cruz: Three out of four bags did not arrive. We couldn't leave the airport without finding out what we would do...definitely not trust the airplane company, that's for sure. Before, it has happened the same...our bags got lost in the trip, and we were given hotel, food and transport by the company. But they didn't want to. First of all, I wanted to explain what was going on from the beginning to people in check-in, one of the check-in stuff says: "Mrs. Bla bla bla" I exploted. What the heck are you calling me "Mrs" for? Do you know how old I am? She told me: "I don't want to talk to somebody who isn't calm" I had every fekking right to be furious, first of all our bags and then the calling of me. Now, later on I wanted to write about how we were being treated and they told my mother that I didn't have to since I was her child. So apparently, now I was a little kid. I wrote it anyways, but I was collapsing. They decided to give us a hotel, but no transport (it was around 23.15, and the streets in Bolivia are usually empty at that time... Then they took it back, came back to offer it once more, took it back again, told us that we could sleep in the airport, that it wasn't sure that our bags would arrive today, if ever... A really shitty stuff I must say, if not the worst. I got some kind of stress attack. I wanted to puke, could not stand up, my belly started to itch. The stress? It came because we have only 44 days to be in Bolivia, and for every day that gets lots I miss an oppotunity of do whatever I want to.
We got a hotel and transport at around 00.30. I was by then with the airport doctor, getting pills for my stress and the (unknown) skin-allergy that I've developed on my belly. We were at the hotell after 01.30 in the morning and we had not eaten much. We were supposed to be on our way to La Paz but instead we were arriving at a hotel. We went out to buy some hamburgers, ate it and slept. I could not even keep my eyes opened during the taxi-trip to the hotel. I was so tired of everything. My mother got a call in the morning and we got to know that the bags are in Asuncion and that they will arrive in Santa Cruz today in the evening. We have to go out to make some calls, I need (not exaclty need...more want) to buy (my fave) shoes, eat something, decide what we will do now that we have some idea of when they will arrive to Bolivia. A complete day is already lost.
I should go up to our room now. I'll keep you updated on what happens. Don't miss me too much.
Less than 5 minutes left for departure. It has been very stressy today but we have managed with the most. I have very annoying neighbours with whom I have already had a discussion. Anyways, our first stop is Heathrow Airport, London. We will wait 5 hours there before travelling to Sao Paolo (Brazil), Asuncion (Paraguay) and, our final stop tomorrow, Santa Cruz where we will be arriving at around 1945 Bolivian time. Afterwards we have to take the night bus to Cochabamba and the day bus to La Paz. In other words this trip will take a while before we will arrive at our final destination.
Now I will read some papers, sleep, eat and read my fave-book written by Marian Keyes, "Is anybody out there?". I have laughed so much with this book and I have hardly read 150 pages.
I have felt really bad today. First of all I went to bed at around 4.30 am, woke up at 10, went to a shopping centre close to me to buy some extra stuff for the trip, slept due to me feeling really bad (my tummy hurt), stressed due to Mune leaving my side although he was still w me, started to give my mother's plants to neighbours (and we still have a couple left) and now I am on my way w my companion to the place where he will be the first three weeks. My little boy hasnt been able to sleep much (since he has felt that something big is happening) except when I have slept. This morning I woke up because I felt his little body lying(?) next to my face. I will miss him but I trust the people where he will stay, so that is a good thing.
As I wrote in my last post, I do love my new style, of being a phonie but I despise the prices. I charged my mobile with 150Sek yesterday, this amount of money lasts usually between one and two months. Since yesterday, I have been online, made a couple of calls, sent some text messages and sent posts to MyOpera, now I have less than 8 left. It is so freaky expensive for me, and in normal situations I would not afford this way of living but since I have been working lately and saved some money I can do it now. I will probably charge my mobile once again but this time with 75Sek only. The question is though if that will be enough for my 45 hours in Sweden.
As you already know, Mune will be spending three weeks with my mother's friend, and the other three weeks with a mate from my "Party". So therefore we have bought a LOT of food and dog-treats for Mune. He is the luckiest dog on Earth, and who would have thought that his luck would change because he was such a sleepy head. I wanted his sister but while her owners were trying to find her they put Mune in my arms and when they finally found her, Mune was already asleep. I cant believe that he will be spending his last night with us. It is somehow too soon..but on the other hand, it is always too soon. We will leave my mother's plants at a couple of neighbours place. Most of the plants are older than me..around 25 years old. At home it looks like a rainforest because of the plants. I have a lot of worries with Mune and I am happy that I dont have to worry about plants that are my own.
I am really getting into this "phonie"-thing. I feel so cool, and the best part is that I can be on my bed (as in the picture included in this post), I can make dinner while being online, be on the subway, etc. The opportunities are endless..but there are some bad sides with this way of living. Mostly the high price that I have to pay although I dont understand how that works. And because of the high price I feel like an odd ball when I cant enter my friends blogs because I am thinking of how much it will cost me. I know that it sounds really bad and i will try to make my best to visit your pages too.
I told you earlier today about my appointment at the doctor..he told me that it looks like a skin inflammation and what I can do for the moment is to use some anti-bacteria fluid there till it dries out. We havent started to pack our bags but we will probably do it later today. At least we have done all the necessary shopping already..except for Mune's food and dog treats. Tomorrow he will spend some hours at Anna's place so that both can get to know each other a bit. My mother has some meetings during the whole weekend, but tomorrow when she is done with it and I have picked Mune from Anna's we will go to an ice-cream bar in the Old City where they have the best icecream in town. So if you ever come to Sweden, i will take you there.
Now, it is time to check my mail. What are you up to today?
My hope was to take my Macie with me..but my destiny wanted otherwise. The problem is the hardware after all. I have decided to hand it to the support office in Sthlm, either today or on Monday. If I dont get hold of another Mac to try and save some of my files, I'll lose everything. I am really happy that I have some post of access to internet, from yesterday I'm an official phonie! Who would have thought that? There is one problem though..when I try to leave comments on MyOpera I get very often disconnected because it has taken too long time for my network to update the page.
What is new? I have got a doctor's appointment in the afternoon since I have gotten an infection on my belly. A couple of weeks ago, something that looked like a pimple appeared close to my belly button. I thought that if I would let it be it would dry out and disappear. Instead some sort of thick "skin" has been accumulating a bit above the "pimple".
Something fun that I can tell you..Im on my way to Ikea for the carpet we'll take with us to our place in Bolivia and for a free lunch consistent of two hot dogs and coke. Actually the lunch is free for companies that are visiting Ikea to buy furniture..today, I "work" for a company.
Okay, now I am here..and I have to concentrate. See you later.
Im having a good time deciding what to take with me and what to leave behind. Mune is here next to me on my bed. My best friend, Adriana, in Bolivia told me yesterday that it had snowed and that it's very cold in La Paz. Even though the temperature may be really low I'll think that Im in a tropic city because of the warmth of the people. Okay, I know that I have very high expectations on this trip but can I be blamed? When I was a child and visited my mother's country I was always welcomed with open arms while I felt the opposite in my own country because of the people's coldness.
Yesterday after having sent my last post I arrived to the support office and was a bit astonished when the people there was so..serviceminded. I am used to having to fight to get help but not this time. I will call the support kind tomorrow to get help with the installation CDs, I tried to fix it myself a couple of hours before and noticed that it is a problem with the software and unt the hardware. In a couple of hours my Macie will hopefully be working perfectly. And he it would not want to, against all the odds, I will get help from a Mac-agency in La Paz. At least I know that I will be able to post vids almost at once instead of a couple of weeks later after my arrival back in this country.
Later today I have a lot to do. Exchange money, buy ear-plugs for my mother, a carpet from Ikea, buy food and dog-treats for Mune, post his life-insurance, talk to the Mac-support, pack my bags, leave some plants at a neighbour's place. That's about it.
I was forgetting..I have finished "The other side of the story" by Marian Keyes and, as always, I liked it very much. Now, I need to fill the empty hold the book left in me with another. Any suggestions? My demands are not many at all , it has to be entertaining, not scifi, something related to life itself and people in it.
I was supposed to go to a meeting at 10, i was in the correct street but i didnt manage to find the place so i travelled back home. Already before i left home i had encountered problems with my Macie..it refused to work and when i turned it off and later on, it showed a map with a question mark on it in the middle of the screen. I knew that it was bad but i tried to be optimistic and hoped that my third love needed some rest and that it would work properly when i would be back. My hopes where demolished when it was acting in the same strange way when i was back. My tempered was completely lost. Since i cant bring Mune with me to Bolivia i had decided to take her with me. I have already been in a Mac-store and was told that everything i had saved in there, since September last year has been erased. My hardware has crashed. What am i supposed to do now? All of my essays, my music and most importantly..my pics will not come back to me. Since i bought it through the net and got it sent all the way from the marvelle country of Ireland i have to go to another store in town. Oh, and i cant take the subway since my subway-card is gone {although i could pay for the tickets with my mobile }. I cant find my Maestro nor my id, and i truly hope (once again) that i have forgotten it at home. I got only 35 SEK (around 6$) to survive till i have fixed my Macie-problem. Please, cross your fingers. I have no idea of how long this will take {at least i have Mune with me} but im glad that it happened today and not on the day of the departure.
is situated about 8 minutes from my place by subway and bus, or 20 by walk, subway and walk. I remember when I was younger, I really liked to wander in the shopping mall, it's so lovely to dream about how my future life will be decorated.
I took some pics today...this is part of MY dreamworld (or future life). Awesome kitchen! A wonderful and completely lovely bed (heart-shaped)! Three different kinds of beds for my darling (Muñeco)
I'll continue reading "The other side of the story", and then sleep. I have an important meeting in a couple of hours!
Wow...It feels like I've been doing nothing and everything at the same time. I can't recall what I did on Monday, yesterday the most important thing was that I went to the laundry house, and today I've been running errands the whole day. Actually today was a pretty good day. First I went to a meeting (not of importance for me), later I went to the headquarters of Youth Left (my "Party") where I found an angel (Anna) who will take care of Muñeco during the restant three weeks in July when I didn't have a dog-walker. She saved me...and now I got two people whom I know and trust! At around 16 we went to the vet for a health examination, and it went perfectly. I'll try to update more now that my desire for writing is back. I'm off to IKEA!
What has happened lately in my life? Monday: Picnic with my Youth League.
Tuesday: I met Caroline, a friend from elementary school. We strolled in town, updated each other on each other lives.One of the latest news was that she and Martin (a friend and former classmate from elementary school) will be getting married next year, and I'm invited! [They've been together since we were 15 years old which consecutively means that they've been together during 6,5 years].
Wednesday: I went to a (paid) seminar at the U to organize the welcoming days next term for the new students. Was invited lunch by the U. At around 22.30 I decided to rearrange furniture my room, and went to bed after 2 in the morning.
Thurday: Woke up at 5.30 to get to work in a department store. One way took me 1 hour and 30 minutes, and I didn't even have to leave Stockholm. At the department store I was one of eight recruited people to unpack goods and put them in their right places. I liked it.
What will happen the next coming days? Friday: Tomorrow is our national day! The interesting thing is that Sweden didn't have a red day on the national day just three years ago. Sweden never had a big war or some kind of dictator that we fought, so there is no tradition over here on how to celebrate it. Every single person creates their own traditions. I will be with my family, probably have a picnic (we are not allowed to have a barbeque since the temperature has been very high lately, and we haven't had any rain either...and tomorrow we may reach 30°C) and go to town to see the activities on OUR day.
Saturday: Meet Wen and the others and/or Sofi from the Youth League, have some picnic and sunbathing. Oh, and perhaps go to a festival organized by an organisation against racism.
Sunday: Hopefully we'll go to IKEA. We kind of have to if we'll be travelling to Bolivia on the 16th.
Yep...you read it correctly! Tagging is back. Didn't we all start to miss them? This time it's time to do two tags instead of only one... Instead of whining you could look it from the bright side, we'll get to know each other much better now! Thanks Amir for tagging me!
TAG #1: RULES: Pick your birth month. Italicize and underline anything that doesn't apply to you. Bold and maximize the five to ten that best apply to you. Copy to your own blog, with all twelve months. Tag 5 people from your friends list. Send the link of your tag post to the person you choose to tag.
JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. teach and Loves tobe taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart.neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.
FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy.Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble.Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. hurt.Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislike unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside but not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.
MARCH: Affectionate. Secretive. attractive personality. sexy. generous and sensitive to others. Naturally honest. Loves to serve others. Easily angered.Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Observant and assesses others.Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Musically talented. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Loves special things. Moody.
APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.
MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.
JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.
JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alon. Always broods about the past and old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt and takes long to recover.
AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.
SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyalbut not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.
OCTOBER Loves to chat.Loves those who loves them.Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance.Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. yeah right as if
NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hardhearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded.Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Romantic. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.
DECEMBER: Loyal and Generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.
TAG #2:
RULES: A.People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.Tag eight people.those who are tagged cannot refuse.
B.These eight people must state who they were tagged by.You cannot tag the person who tagged you.Continue this game by sending this to eight other people...i wont "
1.If your lover betrayed you. What will your reaction be? I would refuse to forgive them and end the relationship. 2.What will you do if you do not share the same feelings as the person who likes you? Explain to that person that the feelings are not answered from my side. 3.What if question number two was the other way around? Ah...I would get devastated if he lied and told me that he shared the same feelings. I'd prefer to get hurt at once than prolongue the pain. 4.Would you rather be dumped by your Girl/Boy-friend or see her cheating on you? Dumped, definitely. 5.What's your ideal lover? Awww...a person who would understand me and would give me support and advices for trivial decisions. A person who would be there for me when needed. A person who respects my beliefs. 6.Which is more blessed.loving someone or being loved by someone? Being loved. 7.If the person you like does not accept you, would you continue for them to change their feelings? No. 8.If the person you like is already attached. What would you do? Let it be. I would never even consider breaking a relationship for my own good. 9.If you could leave everything behind and go to a place to start anew.where would it be? A place? I wouldn't like to change anything of what I have. I would like to go back timewise though. 10.What do you want most in your life? I want a career. 11.Is being tagged fun? When I haven't been tagged for a long time, well...yes, it is. 12.If you find out that your best friend is going out with your girlfriend or boyfriend.how would you react? Stop seeing both. They don't deserve me. 13.Who is currently the most important person/s to you? I, Me and Myself. I'm an individualist sometimes. 14.What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is? A very arty person and kind too. 15.You always loved *fill in the blank* ______________ ? My Grandmother Trinidad V. Machicao. 16.If a person you secretly like cannot recognize you. What would you do or how would you react? I would start a conversation with that person. 17.Would you give your all in a relationship? I have no idea. Much depends on the other person. How far are they willing to let me in? It depends on how much I trust him. 18.If you fall in love with two persons simultaneously.who would you pick? That's NOT love. 19.What type of friends do you like? Wow! My circle of friends is quite mixed. As far as the person is not selfish and self-centered, I'm fine. 20. Who/what is your inspiration? To travel...anywhere. That's my biggest inspiration.
I'll tag 8 people. You are more than welcome to do both taggings, or pick one of them! I'm being very kind this morning! You should be thankful!
Today is the 12th year since my beloved grandmother left me. I just wish that it would have been a couple of years later, but God wanted her to go. I exposed my soul last year, and you are more than welcome to read it here. All the regrets and wishes remain...and they will never go away. I'm definitely sure of one thing...and that is that she loved me.
MAMI TRINI...¡TE SIGO EXTRAÑANDO! ¡TE QUIERO! ¡NUNCA TE OLVIDARÉ!
It's Sunday, 1st of June, today. But three years ago it was a Wednesday and... my high school class was about to graduate.
Let me tell you a bit about the rituals that most high school classes have on their graduation, something we had too. Before the celebration starts organized by the teachers, the graduating class meets one last time early in the morning for champagne-breakfast.Champagne is drinken and strawberries are eaten during the breakfast.
Afterwards the students get breakfast from the school, the ceremony starts, students hold speechs (I was one of them) and last but not least, grades are given to them. At 11.00/12.00/14.00 (depending on the school) sharp they run out from school to their parents and friends who are waiting to congratulate them and give them presents. Pictures are taking with other classmates and hats are signed with greetings.
Later on, most students travel on truck beds in town at the same time as they drink and sing, and are happy. Afterwards, there is a reception with the closest family and friends where the students eat and get even more presents and congratulations. In the late afternoon there is a short break in the celebrations before the whole class meets and goes to a bar/discoteque and have a last evening together.
And when they are totally wasted...or just tired...they take the subway and go home for some well deserved sleep.
And that, my friends, is how the graduation day is celebrated in Sweden.
It's been a long day, and no...my dearest son is not with me. He is still at that "summer camp", but I really don't think that he will be staying with that family since their demands are so many. I have to look for another family in another place. Muñeco will come home tomorrow instead. Time? Unknown.
So, what have I been up to today? I went to town at around 11.30 to look for gifts to a couple that I've known since I was very little. The guy is a very far relative and the gal is a former classmate. I have no idea what to buy to them as a gift. Any ideas? Anyways, I went looking for gifts but instead of finding them I bought two books. One is written by Joyce Brothers and the book is called "What every woman should know about men". It's more a fact-book than anything else, and very interesting I must say. The second book is "The other side of the story" written by one of my favourite authors, Marian Keyes.
Afterwards I met my dearest friend Wen. We haven't met since February if I'm not wrong. Not because we didn't have time, but because I didn't feel like it. Since I took my "year off" from U I didn't feel okay being with Wen nor the others. Mostly because I got all stressed and a bit depressed by what they were up to. To be away from Wen and my other high school friends was something that I needed. To handle my problems in my own way. I know that Wen will always be there for me, and that's enough. We decided that we needed some food and after having bought some snacks we went to the Old City and updated each other on each other's lives. But besides talking we did some work. Here comes the third K&W's TV-show. I hope you enjoy it! The link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBP7EDLDQ-c
Oh yeah...the marathon. Do you have any idea of how many kilometres they run? It didn't look hard at all. I hope they had fun! I know that I had a blast today! Me with the city hall in the background
I'm awake although it is time for sleep here in Sweden. Muñeco hasn't been with me nor at home the latest 12 hours. He is, and I'm sure of this, sleeping and having beautiful dreams right now. He is in an early summer camp. So cute, isn't it? After having left him, I went to the headquarter's of the Youth League I belong to (Samuel...I've corrected myself! ), ate my lunch and sent a mail to the members of my club. Just chilled there til I decided with my mother where to meet. As soon as we got home after having been at the ticket agency and a clothings shop (my fave btw) called Indiska where we bought a dress for me, I drank a really tasty milkshake and went to bed. Then, about an hour ago, all of a sudden, I woke up. There was no Muñeco here to wake me up for an unvoluntary walk (from my part), and I do miss him a bit. But he's at that "pre-summer camp" so that he'll get used to the new environment. Here he is on his way with Frida (the black dog) to the country-side about 2 1/2 hours from our place. I'll probably pick him up later today, not because he misses to be at home but because I miss him and don't want to be alone during the weekend. I'm not used to it. He is, after all, my eternal follower...and he is almost always with me. And I think it's enough if he is away about 24 hours from me, if I'm stil in the same city...don't you think? My mother will give the owner of the other dog a call tomorrow and I'll travell by bus to pick him up. Afterwards we'll meet his aunt/godmother (one of them) Wen and have a picnick somewhere in town. I haven't met her in a very good while...and it's about time to finally do it. I'll try to post a video later on with the "K&W's TV-show" that is so eagerly awaited, by at least one member of this wonderful community. There will be a marathon tomorrow here in Stockholm, and I'll try to convince Wenina and Muñeco to go and watch at handsome and sweaty people running down the streets of my wonderful city.
The picture below, taken by a very good photographer by the name of Samuel, shows how I looked yesterday.
I can't motivate myself to study. I sat the whole morning trying to correct that essay that I mentioned before, and when it was one hour left before it had to be handed in I decided to go out and try to study in the park next to my house. Good choice. The sun inspired me! Okay, it didn't. But at least I got my paper done and I enjoyed the weather. Do you think that I did it all alone? Of course you don't! I did it with Muñeco. I'll eat my dinner, try to study some and then go to the demonstration. If you didn't know, Condoleeza Rice is attenting a conference called The International Compact with Iraq organized by the UN here in Stockholm, on the subject of Iraq. I've always been against the war of Iraq. I even participated in the biggest demonstration organized by a student organisation back in 2003, where several schools in Stockholm were part of a strike and skipped classes to go to the demonstration. Anyways, this conference..where they are supposedly going to "strengthen the international role in Iraq" is being payed with money that was meant to be for aid in the third world.
One word, which probably won't describe what really happened today, but I don't really care... WOW!
What happened then? Okay, let's start from the very beginning. I worked really well today with my homeworks. I managed to write an editorial and some more stuff and send it in time to the professor. Märta sent me a text message telling me that she'd come with me to Dima Bilan's performance. Me --> Afterwards I showered Muñeco so that he would look handsome when meeting another dog and her owner, who hopefully will take care of him while we are gone. Didn't he look just awesome? Later on, I was in a hurry back home to put more clothes on, since I didn't want to catch a cold. I managed to do everything according to my planed schedule, and I have to say that it was an achievment. I met Märta in the central station of Sthlm and together we travelled to the place where Dima Bilan was going to hold his performance. We were not even excited when we got there...but after a couple of minutes we even started to scream as the rest of the crowd. I pressume that we were about 1000 people +/- 100, but I have no idea. Anyways, Dima perfomed his song together with the violinst. Very good I must say...but not as good as during ESC08. It's possible that my opinion is a bit biased since I couldn't see very much ofhim. Most of what I saw was through my mobile. Here comes his performance and some talk, mostly in Russian.
The link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtX6_ZuY-u8 Later on it was time for autographs and the possibility of taking a picture with him was there. Everybody was supposed to form a line, but people started to push from different sides and some got all hysterical. I've been in very crowded places twice in my life. The first time was in February 2004, in Rome during my school-trip with my high school. We took the subway at around 19.00 and people were so close to each other that I could hardly breath. The second time was in May 2008, after Dima's performance. Since stupid parents brought their little kids to the performance and people started to push from several places at once to get a glimps of Dima, he abruptly ended the signing of autographs and left. So, I'm sorry. I couldn't take a picture of him and Mizz Martínez for you...next time maybe? I managed to take a picture with the boss of the Swedish version of ESC.
Even thought the crowded area started to disolve the heat in the shopping mall was still very high. We thought of going to a bar and drink , but changed our plans in the last minute. Both were tired and the crowd didn't make it much easier for us to just take it easy. It was a wonderful experience, and I'm sure that I'll be at the same event next year..if the ESC-tour comes to Sweden again that is. If the spirit was so high tonight...I wonder how the whole feeling must be during the contest. It must be really wonderful to be part of that party. I'll definitely be in Russia for that special event.
We took a walk and spent some quality time with Muñeco after having bought food from the shops in Skärholmen (aka Skhlm - the capital of shopping [in Sweden from September 2008]), since they've open til 22 every single day. During the walk to our place, Muñeco met a couple of his mates; Sixten, Hasse and Rosso.
Here comes a short video of them all...and at the end you'll be able to see one skill that Muñeco has. Let's see if you find it out!
I didn't do much today...more than listen to Dima Bilan and his songs. No studies, since I wasn't in the mood....but I had a couple of surprises during the day, both good and bad.
Good:
My mother loves to shop, something that I hate to. If I go to a shop, I usually leave the place in less than two minutes unless I find something that I'm interested in. Not my mother. So, she was in the mood for shopping and she bought three clothings for me. And for once I agree with her taste. Now I can fill my wardrobe with two dresses and a fine shirt(?) -->
We know now that we'll travel to Bolivia on the 12th. I've already began to pack my bag.
Bad:
I thought that my essay that had to be handed in two weeks ago was perfect. Apparently, my teacher didn't think so. She read the first page and refused to continue reading the rest of my essay. So now, I have less than two days to fix my essay...
The woman whom's dogs we've taken care of before, refuses to pick up her phone since she knows that she'd have to help us out with Muñeco. What a person! We helped her twice, without even asking for any kind of compensation. And now she doesn't even have the gutts to say: "No, I don't want to take care of him." I'm so I'll have to look for a caring and loving person for my son elsewhere.
Yesterday, I got a phone call where the person in the other side of the line was asking me for a big favour. I accepted the offer since it included money. So, I went to her place together with Muñeco and we worked the whole evening. I took a nap twice, while Muñeco slept a couple more times than I did. He chose very special places where he would be able to sleep a bit without being too far from me. This morning, I continued with the paper-work at home and finished about two hours ago *phew*. I don't think that I've worked so hard lately, but it was for a good cause (more money to my trip! ). I find it a bit strange that I can work so good with Russian songs. I don't get a daft...but I like it a bit. Perhaps because Dima Bilan sings it, who knows? I'm trying to catch some friend to go with me to the "concert" that will be held by him on Wednesday evening...if I don't find any, I'll have to go all alone. It would be great with some company, but if not..I'll go anyways. It's an opportunity to see him! *Moahaha* The funny part in all of this, is that I didn't even like him before, but the performace that he had during the contest made me change my mind.
I'm really tired now but I can't stop thinking about my plans for the rest of this year. What I really look forward at the moment is my trip to André and Brazil. I won't be in Brazil more than a week but it will be a great week, even though I won't have André's wonderful company all of the time.
What happens this week in Kerst's life? Tuesday: Write a short essay, sunbath (if possible) and study. Wednesday: Study, see Dima Bilan live. Thursday: Study and go to a demonstration against Condoleeza Rice. Friday: Study, do the last exam (semanthics) of this term. Saturday: Go to the shops to try to find a good gift as wedding present. Sunday: Work.
In other words, nothing special will take place in my life. What about your coming week? Any special plans?
I'm so happy, happy, happy! I'll definitely be in Russia for the 54th Eurovision Song Contest. Wow, who would have thought that I have such good taste in music? Well, I can't say any other thing...than...that, I'm awefully proud of myself! You don't get why I'm so happy? Well, last year - during ESC 2007 - Serbia was one of my favourite contestants and won. This year, I had Russia amongst my favourites too...and they won!
The whole event started with last year's winner, Marija, who performed the winner-song. A very good performance I must say. If you didn't know, she is gay...and she had a woman dressed as a bride. Was she perhaps trying to send a message? I've got no idea.
I personally think that Charlotte Perelli and Sweden did a very good job. I was very disappointed that we didn't got many points at all and had to end in the 18th place (out of 25 competitors).How could Ukraine get so many points? I guess it depended on the whole sex-peformance. Anyways, I know that Charlotte Perelli did what she could best and I'm not more than happy with her. She would never lower herself to the level of Ani Lorak. Did you see Björn (the third pic above)? The cute guy (who is the same age as myself) who presented the Swedish votes? He is faboulous! He tried to give 12 points to Sweden! And he was outstanding when, instead of saying: "Dobrevece (sp?) Serbia", he said: "Hola Belgrad" So awesome! I love his humour!
I noticed three good-looking (hot) guys during the contest, and they came from:
Denmark:He looks kind of cute and hot! Turkey:He looks like my crush in high-school. Russia:Have you seen his body?
Congratulations Dima Bilan and Russia! Thanks for a good performance, thanks for a good song and thanks for your wonderul lyrics!
Believing As long as I’m breathing There is not a limit to what I can dream Cause I’ve got something to believe in Believing Mission to keep climbing Nothing else can stop me if just believe And I believe me
I am already looking forward to the 12th (Semifinal #1), 14th (Semifinal #2) and 16th (Final) of May 2009. I don't know how good it'll go for Sweden next year...I have no idea who will win the whole competition. But one thing I'm sure of, and that is that I'll be in Russia, visiting my sis and Olga, perhaps even being in the arena for the finals where the whole competition will be held. Too bad that I have to wait soooo long.
It's a bit over one hour left for the competition that I long for during exactly 356 days. I don't have much time do write a long post about tonight's contest since I have to get to the shop to buy snacks and coke for this special evening. But here comes my list of countries which I'd like to see as winners.
TOP8 Armenia Azerbaijan Denmark Georgia Greece Portugal Russia Sweden
You'd like to watch the biggest entertainment show/competition of this year? Watch it online: http://www.eurovision.tv
I was up the whole night (morning) working on an essay and chatting with my beloved sis and even though I wasn't tired I forced myself to sleep at least 30 minutes, I slept a bit over an hour. I took Muñeco out for our morning walk, a shower and got to a working place that I got yesterday from a recruiting agency. Now I'll have a bit more money to spend this summer! I hope I can work more days anywhere...I need to work!
Secondly, I will put a vlog during next week..so no you definitely have something to look forward to. 
Thirdly, I got in to the university that I wanted...and to the program that I wanted too! 
And...I got in to another course for the evenings, it is the first course in International Relations. Isn´t it awesome? 
Now I will just have to tell it to my mother...the question is when. 
Oh...and fourthly, I will get a tattoo before leaving Bolivia. And here I need your help!!!! I cant decide what to tattoo. I have a couple of suggestions and you will be the ones who have power in this decision! 
I woke up when it was time to return back to the camp and on our way we learnt to see if there were any alligator and/or camoens (?) in the river. We did it by using a torch. Alligatorns have orange eyes and camens have red ones. Pretty good to know, right? 
The day continued in what felt as slow motion. I did not go to see the sunset since I had already seen it the night before. Instead I stayed in the camp and took it easy in the hammock.
It didnt taste strange at all...except that the head tasted cheesy 
As soon as I stepped on San Buenaventura it definitely felt as home, as La Paz. 
There was a celebration over there becayse of its 146th anniversary. I think that the town is lovely! 
My mother sys that she will move to Rurre when she comes back to Bolivia, but I would much rather prefer to move to San Buenaventura. Ther was much more life, music and entrertainment going on compared to Rurre. I think that Rurrenabaque is more for tourists while San Buenaventura shows the true life of a town. 
except the sunburns of course)!
There was a celebration going on in Huarina as well, because of the anniversary of the independence of La Paz, and there was a dog in the crowd of people in search for food. 
The "Rightiests" are getting their way, but their spirit has to rise a bit..before the 10th of August when there will be a referendum (?) here.
And their smiles... OMG! 
And he didn't even care than my mother was next to me. 
I will have to convince somebody to come along... I really want to travel outside Bolivia too. 
*headache* Later, another woman in the stuff was going to ask me if I wanted something to drink, and says: "Mrs, would you like some?" How old am I? Sure, I may be old enough to marry some one...but I am definitely not old enough to be called "Mrs" 
I wrote it anyways, but I was collapsing. They decided to give us a hotel, but no transport (it was around 23.15, and the streets in Bolivia are usually empty at that time... 
At home it looks like a rainforest because of the plants. I have a lot of worries with Mune and I am happy that I dont have to worry about plants that are my own. 
What am i supposed to do now? All of my essays, my music and most importantly..my pics will not come back to me. Since i bought it through the net and got it sent all the way from the marvelle country of Ireland i have to go to another store in town. Oh, and i cant take the subway since my subway-card is gone {although i could pay for the tickets with my mobile 
But besides talking we did some work. 
, but changed our plans in the last minute. Both were tired and the crowd didn't make it much easier for us to just take it easy. 
It must be really wonderful to be part of that party. I'll definitely be in Russia for that special event. 
