6 Weeks Rhapsody

Um homem a nadar em Canary Wharf
Jantar “Mexico Moot 2000” num restaurante mexicano em Londres sem a pessoa que o idealizou.
Jeff Koons ou a exposicao falhada.
Festival do Paquistao com um numero impressionante de policia por metro quadrado.
One World One Promisse – levantar ‘as 5h30 da manha para renovar a promessa na casa de BP.
Uma tarde de sabado com Soneca e Joana.
Grandes dancas no Trafalgar Square Festival.
 
Londres-Lisboa-Figueira da Foz-Coimbra
 
Picadeiro, Marujo, Emanha, DOX, “Mexicano”, “Amarelo”, Bergantim – agora com duas pistas, Bergas Bar – a nova aquisicao da noite figueirense, Tropical.
Lulas grelhadas, Polvo ‘a lagareiro, Tiramissu, Mini menu com queijo, Chocolate e Emanha, Leitao ‘a Bairrada, Pataniscas de bacalhau.
Vinho tinto, Vinho do Porto, Caipi coisas, carioca de limao em chavena grande, ‘agua das pedras
Inauguracao da casa do Afonso, musica, conversas postas em dia, andar 500m a pe’ para fazer 1000m de carro na direccao contraria.
Ver 2 filmes apenas, ler o Ipslon e o Fugas e não ler mais jornais nenhuns.
Ir ‘as consultas, fazer compras, cortar cabelo, grooming.
Estar com os pais, a irma, as avos, tios e primos, com os amigos, conhecidos e colegas.
Praia, sol, mar, papagaio de 3.5m, volley, sesta, passeios ‘a beira mar ate’ Buarcos.
Novidades, cusquices, boas noticias, mas noticias, noticias apenas, informacoes.
Fazer a mala.
Descanso?
 
Coimbra-Lisboa-Londres
 
Deixar a mala por desfazer, matar saudades, encaixar a casa toda na cozinha e na casa-de-banho, “a alcatifa e’ beije!”, voltar a por os moveis no sitio, desfazer a mala, furar o nariz, ouvir “La’ em cima esta’ o tiro-liro-liro” cantado por Goeses no Regent Street Festival, ir ao cinema, voltar ao trabalho.
Finalmente e’ fim de semana!

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A man swimming in Canary Wharf
“Mexico Moot 2000” dinner at a Mexican restaurant in London, without the organizer.
Jeff Koons or the failed exhibition.
Pakistani Festival with more police per square meter than people attending it.
One World One Promise – wake up at 5h30 to renew my scout promise at BP’s house.
Saturday afternoon with Soneca & Joana.
Great dances at Trafalgar Square Festival.
 
London-Lisbon-Figueira da Foz-Coimbra
 
Picadeiro, Marujo, Emanha, DOX, “Mexicano”, “Amarelo”, Bergantim – now with two dance floors, Bergas Bar – the newest bar in town, Tropical.
Squid, octopus, Tiramissu, Cheese burger & fries, Chocolate & Emanha, Piglet, Cod.
Red wine, Port wine, Caipi something, lemon tea, sparkling water.
Afonso’s house warming party, music, updated conversations, discussions, walk 500m to drive 1000m on the opposite direction.
Watch two movies, read Ipslon & Fugas and not another paper.
Go for doctors’ appointments, go shopping, cut my hair, get groomed.
Be with my parents, sister, grandmas, uncles, aunts and cousins, meet friends, colleagues, people that i just see around or new people.
Beach, sun, sea, 3.5m kite, volley, afternoon sleep, seaside walks until Buarcos.
News, gossips, good new, bad news, just news, information.
Pack the suitcase.
Rest?
 
Coimbra-Lisbon-London
 
Leave the suitcase packed, pack the entire house in the kitchen and bathroom, “hey, the carpet is beige!”, put all the furniture back in place, unpack, pierce my nose, ear some Portuguese folk music sung by Goans at the Regent Street Festival, go to the cinema, get back to work.
Weekend at last! 
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