As a good catalan I'm, I was the organizer of the Spanish party. But you have to understand. When you are that far from your country you need all this clichés to remember who are you. Sevillanas, castellers, tortilla de patatas, pa amb tomàquet i Sangria. Rumba catalana. This is what I'm.
Far from your home there's no difference between Chiclana, Pamplona, Barcelona, Sevilla, Coruña or Gijón. That's why you want everybody to taste gazpacho or torrijas, or to listen Lluís Llach, Los delincuentes, Sabina, Sopa de Cabra o Loquillo.That's why we made the Spanish party, first to broke the clichés about Spain, finally to confirm them. With the sound of La macarena, we were the kings and queens of Gimle for one night.
After to cook 5 tortillas with industrial size, having the tipical fried smell in your clothes, then you know where you come from.
Thank you all for this succesful and funny Spanish night. And thank you specially to the reinforcements from Spain just arrived that day (to spend it in the kitchen)... Markitos
Far from your home there's no difference between Chiclana, Pamplona, Barcelona, Sevilla, Coruña or Gijón. That's why you want everybody to taste gazpacho or torrijas, or to listen Lluís Llach, Los delincuentes, Sabina, Sopa de Cabra o Loquillo.That's why we made the Spanish party, first to broke the clichés about Spain, finally to confirm them. With the sound of La macarena, we were the kings and queens of Gimle for one night.
After to cook 5 tortillas with industrial size, having the tipical fried smell in your clothes, then you know where you come from.
Thank you all for this succesful and funny Spanish night. And thank you specially to the reinforcements from Spain just arrived that day (to spend it in the kitchen)... Markitos
I'm happy to see you enjoying and "well integrated", now you Know what is to be an international, and you became one more of us!
[Como buena catalana que soy, organizé la fiesta española de la universidad. Pero teneis que comprender que cuando estas tan lejos de tu país, sea España o Catalunya, necesitas todos los tópicos esos que dan tanta rabia para sobrevivir y recordar quien eres. Sevillanas, castellers, tortilla de patatas, pa amb tomàquet i sangria. Rumba catalana. Esto es lo que soy.Lejos de casa no hay diferencia entre Chiclana, Pamplona, Barcelona, Sevilla, Coruña o Gijón. Por eso quieres que todo el mundo prueve el gazpacho o las torrijas, o escuchen Lluís Llach, Los delincuentes, Sabina, Sopa de cabra o Loquillo. Por eso hicimos la fiesta española, primero para romper los tópicos, luego para reconfirmarlos. Con el sonido de la macarena, fuimos los reyes y reinas de Gimle por una noche.
Después de cocinar 5 tortillas de patatas de tamaño industrial, y con ese olorcito a fritanga tan español en la ropa, entonces te acuerdas de donde vienes.
Gracias a todos por el éxito de esta fiesta tan divertida. Y gracias en especial a los refuerzos llegados de Spain ese mismo dia (para pasarlo entero en la cocina) Markitos!Estoy contenta de verte disfrutar y tan bien integrado.. Ahora sabes lo que es ser un internacional en Dinamarca, y ya eres uno mas de los nuestros!]
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