Me, I like France

No words needed...
Streets of Paris... I went there to make the Erasmus feeling burn again and the entire universe seemed to agree with that feeling. All was like a big dejà vu. Including Julie's room, a copy of Korallen, and the Roskilde carpet.

The weather remembered me a lot the cloudy and rainy days (even though really beautiful) in Copenhagen and the amazing skies after raining.
Cold, wind ... no umbrellas... coming back home completely wet, frozen and sick.
Galletes as a breakfast, lunch and dinner. Butter and brie cheese. Blue tower diet. Beers for 6 euro.
Is it that Paris is somehow like Copenhagen? or is just an optical illusion,because I'm with you, the dream team, and everything looks like before.

Naeste station: Argentina

Collapse...

My heart missed a beat... I'm in front of the list of accepted students in the University of Buenos Aires. And I have a place.

I lie down in my bed and I think how can this change my life. I feel scared, happy, sad, excited, confused...

Because Denmark is so close, and Argentina is 15 hours by plane far away.

One can always come back: Tarragona, my village, my friends, my loves.

But one year and thousands of kilometers can finish with a lot of things... but this is part of the process, part of the new adventure.

How big is the sea! in this picture I feel like I can see the curve of the world in it. And then I think that from here and Argentina there's a full ocean... and I feel panic.

A fortune cookie said: don't feel afraid to change direction in life. I will feel afraid, but I won't refuse this opportunity.

El mar es tan grande... en esta foto incluse me parece ver la curva del mundo en él. Y luego pienso que de Argentina me separa un océano entero. Y me entra el pánico.

Pero ahora estoy delante las listas de aceptados en la Universidad de Buenos Aires. Cruzo los dedos y...

Mi vida da un vuelco: me han dado plaza!

Me tumbo en la cama e imagino como va a cambiar mi vida eso. Siento miedo, alegria, tristeza, nervios, felicidad, dudas, confusión. Porque Dinamarca esta a tiro de piedra... y Argentina a 15 horas en avión.
Y siempre queda volver... Tarragona, el pueblo, mis amigos, mis amores.
Pero un año y miles de quilómetros se pueden llevar tantas cosas por delante... Pero forma parte de la aventura. La confusión es parte del proceso.
Argentina! allá voy!

Mentorrr

Everybody knows the feeling: "SOS! I'm back from an Erasmus!!" Everybody knows that it could be kinda difficult to readapt yourself to the normal life... but I love my normal life, just because it's anormal.

And I have my own way to become an Erasmus again... YEs! I'm a Mentor!

We have an IC club. I'm there and for sure we have our own Barret, but a moderate one.. and there's also another Big Julie, there's a crazy Tibo, there's a Cecile, a Carmine and a some (fucking) Danish people with their Danish rules...

After being an erasmus, and seeing it from the other side, I think that I can believe in the parallel universe.

[Si, todo el mundo que ha estado de Erasmus conoce esa sensación: "Socorro! he vuelto de Erasmus! que hago ahora?"

Y todo el mundo sabe que a veces es dificil readaptarse a la vida normal. Pero a mi me encanta mi vida normal, porque es anormal.

Y tengo mi propia manera de revivir el Erasmus.... sí, soy una Mentor!

Tenemos nuestro IC club con nuestra Barret particular (aunque moderada), hay una big Julie, un crazy Tibo, un Carmine, una Cecile y hasta algunos daneses con sus normas danesas.

Después de ser un Erasmus, y verlo ahora des del otro lado, creo que empiezo a tener fe en el universo paralelo.]

Join Barcelona! the ReUnion II

Flamenco, jazz, 5 litros de vodka polaco, absenta en la Marsellesa, Razz, Durum, uñas rojas, Gaudí... y muchas muchas risas.

Es revivir el Erasmus por segunda vez.

Se os quiere y se os echa de menos!

Flamenco, jazz, 5 liters of polish vodka, Durum, Razzmatazz, absinth in la Marselleise, red nails, Gaudi and a lot of laughs.

Is Erasmus second attempt.

Thank you,

love you so much!

Join Barcelona! the ReUnion!

Lo que sentí al volver a veros ... como si nunca nos hubieramos separado. Mañana más, no podia esperar en hacer público este reencuentro, y he colgado las fotos de Álvaro, pero tan pronto como pueda cuelgo las mías. Que son muchas, pero la ocasión lo merece, y Barcelona también. Empiezo a contar días para el próximo reencuentro. Se os quiere y se os hecha de menos.

How I felt when I saw you again was... like if we never have been appart.
Tomorrow more, I couldn't wait to make public this reunion, so I used some Alvaro's pictures, but as soon as I can I'll upload mine that are a lot, because the ocasion requires it, and Barcelona too.
Cannot wait to see you again! I love you and I miss you all!

Do you remember when...?

I just had to see it again...

Unbelievable




Sweet days in Copenhagen uh? ... sweet memories of my the area I was living in. I miss Norrebro parties, Norrebro cycling, Norrebro revolutions!
Luckily soon, in the Barcelona meeting (8th November) I'll see again some people who was part of this Norrebro feelings.
Vi ses snart!