You are my family! :P

Hey,

Here is the video from last night’s goodbye party where mario made a very emotional speech:

Goodbye Italians. I will miss you. Sniff

Cumps,

Pedro.

Updatez!

Hey,

Some pictures from a long time ago, in Utrecht:

More pictures from a bbq on the lake’s shore:

Some pictures from a party 2 weeks ago (the same party where the brazilian dancer was):

Other pics from this week-end parties:

And, finally, some pictures of Saint Antonio’s day in Delft:

Cumps,

Pedro.

P.S: André is not in Delft anymore but he will come back next year. RIP.

“Small” update

Hey,

Last week there was a theme party at Joan’s house. Here are some of the “personages” that happened to be there!

Cumps,

Pedro.

5 minutes – Cascais

After we arrived in London and the video is in English!

Take a close look at this incredible footage:

Cumps,

Pedro.

The beginning!

This video was recorded at Leiden train station before we (me, António and André) went into a “great adventure” (aka grande aventura).

The video is in Portuguese.

Cumps,

Pedro.

Bruises & Angola & Den Haag

Hello,

Sorry for not putting anything earlier in the blog…but this week has been hell.

First: I’ve got a big bruise in my left arm…I got it in a very stupid way…I was putting my scarf when I was leaving TPM and I fell down the stairs… Good. Next injury: my heap. There is always a football game on Fridays, and the first time I kicked the ball my heap sort of cracked…Anyway, there were 2 games, we lost the first but in the second game we won, and all thanks to Remi, also known as Zizou, if you keep scoring like that you’ll be the best

arm bruise

After this detailed explanation about my physical condition, I’m going to describe the last 2 weeks (at least what I can remember).

We, International Group, went to Den Haag (Haia) by bike, the Sunday before this one. The Delft-Den Haag trip was long and difficult and took almost 90m (maybe more no?). The coming back trip took less time I guess. 40m maybe? My question is why we took the longest path Answer: see the countryside…:P

(this pics were taken with a mobile…the quality is low because of that)

Sorry 4 not having pics of the city itself…I have to ask the others..

I think on Saturday we went to Rotterdam…I’m not sure but…

We had several dinners…it’s starting to be a routine. Cool!

After this cloudy memories (really I don’t remember much more) let’s say more about this weekend (the memories are still fresh).

On Saturday we went to Rotterdam again, more specifically: to Murphy’s (Irish pub). It was very nice and had live-music. Something rather strange happened: a guy wanted to start a fight with me just because I touched is leg or foot…ridiculous. Some of his quotes:

Guy – “You didn’t need to do that” (has if I did it on purpose)

” – “I’m stronger than you!”

” – “Are you afraid?”

One can ask himself if this guy was drunk or if he is just plain stupid…anyway, the evening was great and everyone in Rotterdam was wearing lights…I think the museums were open until 2 a.m. and the lights were the ticket/pass to go in the museums. Very cool.

On Sunday, I did this meal w/ Biel’s help:

food

salad_a_la_chef

final_result

biel

At night, me and António went to Rotterdam to watch Sporting Vs Benfica, for the Portuguese Football Championship, at Café Lisboa. We didn’t win (the referee was clearly bought by Sporting) but we managed to tie 1-1 under very adverse conditions! We also met Angola’s ex-football coach! A ****ing Lord! Remember when Portugal played against Angola and half of their team was expelled. That’s the man! We also drunk Portuguese beer and ‘bifana’s. Very good!

When we came back to Delft we went to play Darts (we were 7 in total) and of course I won…my precision is almost perfect…need to work a little bit more but it’s good for now (the competition isn’t good enough ).

Today, I went to a class and here are some photos of the class (the class is verryyyyyyyyyyyyyy interactive….) :

class room

the result

overview (I’m in the left)

Well, that’s it,

See you guys,

Pedro.

P.S: I’m coming to Lisbon on 7th March so..Bairro Alto on 8th March, não?

Reality check

Hey,

From now on I’ll write the blog in English due to foreign requests.

Well, lots of stuff happened since the last blog message.

I’ll start from the beginning (even dough I can’t recall everything that happened during the last week).

First of all, Monday. It’s my busy busy day. I think that every Erasmus student has one. Monday is mine ’cause I’ve classes all day. Sucks a lot but I’ll manage to survive! (hum?)

I would like to tell you that this message was written under intense stress because I’m hearing the f***ing pigeons outside “singing”…it is so f***ing annoying! I counted 13 pigeons the other day, I suppose the pigeon family is established in my balcony.

On Tuesday I went to school to work with Robert, a dutch colleague (the others couldn’t come). After that I came home only to find out that DUWO (the housing renting company) thinks that my mattress is good enough…my back hurts because the mattress is curved..The DUWO guy gave Gabriel other messages: don’t leave the door opened..actually he is right, since someone can steal the apartment but at least the rooms are protected. The final thing is that all the lights were OK, but I am very suspicious about this because I checked them before, and they were not working.

Wednesday was a f***ed up day! From 3 p.m. until 9 p.m. working on a assignment to deliver on Thursday. I had to finish at 9 p.m. ’cause Pietro (the 4th house member) was leaving to Italy (Rome) that same day, and at 9h30 was his farewell dinner. After the dinner, that was very good by the way (iced cake and all…wow), we went to the Ruiff (it’s spelled correctly?), a bar, and met with everyone else. It was nice but I had classes the day after and so I had to leave sooner.

Thursday was…another working day. I went to TPM to work with the other group members (Robert couldn’t make it): Ferlon, Lara and Jorge. At night there was a dinner at my house with Kalhope [is it like this?] (read as Kálhópé), a crazy Malaka (greek)!

Friday was the Future party! When I have the pics I’ll put them here…I forgot to take my cam to the party. Sorry.

Saturday, yesterday, was the pinnacle of my Erasmus experience so far. Amsterdam, the sin city, the X X X, the liberal town. I managed (won against Kitti&Dasinha alliance) to convince everyone to meet at 3 p.m. at Delft’s train station instead of 2 p.m. (to early…). Actually, because of some external delays I was not able to be there at 3 exactly, but I was able to arrive at 4 p.m. Sorry to all non-latino people in the group who aren’t used to such delays…after some time you’ll get over it. But I have to say that it was because of António that we arrived late, and Anurag (indian guy) and his quest to search for the owner of a wallet he found on the floor.

Before 4 p.m. we left Delft and before 5 p.m. we arrived at ‘Dam centrall. Everything is so different, people have all colours and shapes, and if you take a look around you’ll find many coffee shops…just pick one. Actually we didn’t go to one, next time maybe. We took a look around the city, and the went for a couple of beers at a famous restaurant/bar/disco…but I can’t recall the name…it was on the 11th floor dough.

x x x

green thing

canal

17 people at the 11th floor disco/bar/restaurant

kalhope and Miguel

The international group – TIG

To all of those who hate shoes:

shoes

shoes2

Joan, the guy from Barcelona, didn’t have a train ticket, he was so f***ing lucky because the ticket checker wasn’t really looking at the ticket he gave him. It was your lucky day Joan. Next time…

Liber and Joan

Antonio and Miguel

After that, we went to a Spanish restaurant and had to wait 1h for the food, and it was expensive and there was less food than we expected. The only thing good is that I only had to pay 6 €. Ask Joan, he knows how

Barcelona won 2-1 (we saw the 2nd half of the match in a Irish pub) and we drank a lot.

I have to say that I respect a lot Dasinha because she paid everyone of us a beer. Dasinha “the Warrior”.

pub

beer view

beer love

beer comunity

After the pub we went to the red light and saw some ‘interesting’ ’stuff’. António stayed there the whole night (I don’t if he actually went to one of the ladies) but I hope he is ok. :P

flying pizza

After that we went back to Delft, and that is it. Now I’m spending a lot of time writing this blog and that should be applauded.

There are no pics of the red light district because cameras are not welcome in that area.

Abraços e beijinhos,

Dag,

Pedro.

Vermeer

Olá!

Quero partilhar com todas as pessoas que se dão ao trabalho de clicar no link do nosso blog, alguma coisa sobre a cultura artística de Delft antes de partir( o que já faltou mais). Neste momento faltam 2 dias!

O maior artista daquela zona foi o Johannes Vermeer. Quem? Esse mesmo.

Este senhor era um mestre a pintar as luzes e pintava interiores e….bla bla bla. Não vou estar aqui com descrições porque quem me conhece sabe que não sou um artista e não percebo nada de arte/história de arte.

Ora bem, uma das duas imagens seguintes foi o Vermeer que a pintou. A outra é uma imagem retirada do filme “Girl with a Pearl Earring”.

Agora é vocês adivinharem qual é qual.

Beijinhos e abraços.