Friday finally arrived, who would have thought, and so I decided to enjoy it and went to Bollymadrid. It is celebrated throughout the weekend and it is basically used to promote the Indian culture in Madrid (therefore the name). It’s not very big but really nice all the same. Now, I have a bunch of pictures but, as always, forgive my lack of photographic skills.
First we went to this area which is where they sell clothes and jewelry. I just love that everything is so colorful. Most of the stands were from NGOs and sold stuff made by Indian people and then use the money to help out over there so I didn’t even have to feel guilty about shopping.
Aren’t these adorable?
And this is what I bought. I had been dying to try the “powdered” kohl so I finally got it. Now I just have to see how handy I am with it.
Of course, nothing says Indian like Indian food and even though I’m not a fan of spices I do love samosas (I had five) and gulab jamun so it was definitively worth it.
Only my second samosa
Lastly there was music which was quite cool but there was no place to sit and my feet were killing me so I left early. I was told there was dancing later on, I’ll post some pictures when I get them, but I totally missed that. There was also a Bollywood movie afterwards but as much as I would have loved to watch it there is no way I could have put up with the heat and standing up for so long.
Either way, a really interesting initiative, a great way to spend the evening and a good way to start the weekend.
Yesterday turned out to be better than I expected. As you know I had a birthday dinner thta was going to prevent me from watching Eurovision live but it turned out that half the people at dinner also wanted to watch it so when the dinner was finished and the voting started we headed to the other room and watched the summary and the voting. I had no hopes for Spain so I decided to support Greece because their song seemed nice. Ironically enough, they did worse than Spain proving my theory that I jinx every country I support. Either way Spain finished in 10th place which is much better than we did in the last few years so it is an improvement. I think Sweden got a well-deserved victory, specially taking into account that Russia’s old ladies came in second. Besides I do love Sweden so I’m happy with the results.
Source: David Mdzinarishvili / REUTERS
P.S. Now Sweden may have won the Eurovison contest but that won’t keep my Swedish teacher from giving us our exam this week so I’m busy studying for that, once that is over I will, hopefully, go back to reading everybody’s blogs. My reader tells me I have like 20 new posts to read every time I log in and I hate not having time to read them but this exam is important so I hope you will all forgive me 🙂
If you are reading me beyond European borders you might not know what Eurovision is. Well, it is the most awesome contest ever invented. It is fun, ridiculous, crazy, competitive and hilarious. Basically it is a singing contest in which each European country competes with a singer or band and then the countries vote. Simple. And yet so great. The bands and singers have tendency to wear weird costumes or have strange performances because here nobody cares how you sing (or not much anyway), what matters is if I you can remember them after 24 performances. In case you are curious, Spain has won twice but I wasn’t born back then so I have never seen Spain win, nor do I think I will. As much as I would love to see Spain on top just once our performers suck, they are usually too serious about their performance, meaning, not Eurovision material. However, like in everything, this is all about politics or more like immigrants. You can not vote for the country you are living in. That is, if I’m in Spain I can not vote for Spain, so immigrants are the main source of votes. Spain doesn’t have many immigrants (although that is changing now so we might be surprised this year) which means the only countries that vote for us are France, Portugal and Andorra. Pretty sad. Either way, I have accepted this and now I just choose another country to root for and I think I have a strange ability to jinx them because those usually loose too.
Whoever wins or loses, however fairly or unfairly the votes are cast and whomever is the best or the worst, what is for sure is that this is fun and the voting process quite exciting. Now comes the tragedy of my life: this year I accepted a birthday invitation for tonight. I can’t back out now because it’s a good friend but I hate myself so much for not realizing this was the same day as Eurovision. I will have to watch it later but it will not be the same as live. For those of you living in Europe and with no plans for tonight, I’m jealous. And also, I leave you the video for Spain’s performance, in case you are feeling like voting for us although if you don’t I won’t blame you (this is beyond terrible).
I have a crazy obsession with notebooks. I love them in all shape of form. Every time I see a pretty stationary’s shop I have to go in and I usually go out with a notebook and, more often than not, a few other things because it is not just the notebooks I like but they certainly are what I love the most. I particularly love buying them when I’m abroad because it is a nice memory to have from a place.
Now you might probably think this is a harmless obsession, after all, notebooks are not expensive. And that is true. The problem with me is that the notebooks are so pretty that I only want to use them to write special things. Unfortunately, nothing I have to write ever seems special enough so all these notebooks remain unused throughout the years. The funny thing is that when I actually end up writing a story or something like that I always do it on loose pieces of paper that are kept in ugly folders. I realize how stupid this is which is why I decided to put a stop to this. This summer I’m planning on using these ones to write some stories. The one with the flower has been of my shelve for seven years so I think I will be starting with that one.