Yeah, I can´t stay put for very long. I´d been in Sweden for almost 3 months and the traveling bug got the best of me. Or was it that I miss my sister too much and it felt strange being back in Stockholm and not having her living just around the corner? Or maybe I was just curious about her new life with her cute little baby Uma, living with Joâo´s family in the suburbs of Coimbra, and having a trendy shop down town? Maybe I wanted to make sure that she was doing ok? Maybe I wasn´t doing ok? Maybe I was tired of stressing around in Stockholm waiting for "everything to happen" and tired of nothing getting done? Or maybe it´s cause I still don´t have a real job but I had made some $$$ so why not?! Whatever, I booked a flight and 4 days later I was on my way.
Thank god I speak Spanish! Ok, Spanish and Portugese are different, but not TOO different. It´s sort of like Swedish and Norweigan, so I understand just about everything but I have a very good excuse not to participate in the conversations. Most people speak English though, and everybody understands spanish, so there´s really no problems. And all our family reunions are a mixture of English, Swedish, Spanish and Portugese, so I´m sort of used to jumping back and forth. Sometimes I trip into the little French that I know, but then my sister gets angry and says that I will just confuse the kids. Yeah, as if things are kept simple now. Joâo´s sister-in-law is Ukranian, and something tells me the language mixture won´t stop there.
And no, it´s not totally hot and exotic down here in Portugal. It´s sort of cold and dark, and it rains several times a day. It is carnival days but the weather doesn´t tempt us to go outside, yet there´s no heating inside so we feel cold most of the time. So what do we do all day? Well, we knit, read, watch tv,... just like regular old grannies.
And this is nothing new to me. I am a regular old granny, forget the pictures of the previous postings, they are rare moments, and the every day life just isn´t worth documenting so there are no real photos of me. And photos from this trip? Well, we have done SOME touristy stuff, but I can´t post them until I get home again. So... catch ya later!
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Melinda´s back - and house is in da house
It started as a calm after work.
But a little bit of pink chamapagne, some pink shots and... god knows what else... we were back to our old selves. Learn this: Dance when no one else is dancing and the rest will follow. And just to prove that I will never (really) change I pointed out the most beautiful man there. And quite frankly, he was the most beutiful man I have seen in a long time. How beautiful? Well, take a deer, take him out of the woods, make him into a man, put him in a suit.... et voilá! Melinda goes hunting. So a hop and a skip and a jump and I put my claws in him. We heated up the dance floor, but then I thanked him and sent him off to roam with his friends so that I could keep on playing with mine.
Before it went too far.... (Maria has censored some of the later photos... but I´ll get them somehow.)
During....
During....
This is why....
This friday night everybody was a pouty mouth.
Maria was doing it
Martin was doing it
Melinda was doing it
Jenny was doing it
Jenni was doing it - AGAIN!
Melinda AND Martin were doing it
Melinda always wants to be in the picture!
Da after work house girls
After a night like that one would think that I would stay at home on Saturday... but Jesper, Mattias, David and Adolfo were playing down the street so I just had to go. And I just had to stay too late at the after party and I just had to almost miss my flight to Portugal the day after. Damn it, why do I always drink before travelling?!
Somewhere behind there David is playing...
Maria found my very cool and in Sweden very famous neighbor... what´s his name... from Moneybrothers.
I believe in Robin Hood, one who has plenty should share with those who have less... I have more hair than I can use so I share it generously. Here with Claes.
Jenny was there again, and I haven't seen Ulrika for years... and in this small crowd I still managed to not see her (but I nicked the photo off Maria)
But a little bit of pink chamapagne, some pink shots and... god knows what else... we were back to our old selves. Learn this: Dance when no one else is dancing and the rest will follow. And just to prove that I will never (really) change I pointed out the most beautiful man there. And quite frankly, he was the most beutiful man I have seen in a long time. How beautiful? Well, take a deer, take him out of the woods, make him into a man, put him in a suit.... et voilá! Melinda goes hunting. So a hop and a skip and a jump and I put my claws in him. We heated up the dance floor, but then I thanked him and sent him off to roam with his friends so that I could keep on playing with mine.
Before it went too far.... (Maria has censored some of the later photos... but I´ll get them somehow.)
During....
During....
This is why....
This friday night everybody was a pouty mouth.
Maria was doing it
Martin was doing it
Melinda was doing it
Jenny was doing it
Jenni was doing it - AGAIN!
Melinda AND Martin were doing it
Melinda always wants to be in the picture!
Da after work house girls
After a night like that one would think that I would stay at home on Saturday... but Jesper, Mattias, David and Adolfo were playing down the street so I just had to go. And I just had to stay too late at the after party and I just had to almost miss my flight to Portugal the day after. Damn it, why do I always drink before travelling?!
Somewhere behind there David is playing...
Maria found my very cool and in Sweden very famous neighbor... what´s his name... from Moneybrothers.
I believe in Robin Hood, one who has plenty should share with those who have less... I have more hair than I can use so I share it generously. Here with Claes.
Jenny was there again, and I haven't seen Ulrika for years... and in this small crowd I still managed to not see her (but I nicked the photo off Maria)
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