I've been in Portugal for a few weeks now. It's super nice!
I spent the first 2 days in Coimbra, it's an university city near Porto (that's where the airport was). I arrived at night and went to sleep. It was like one of those houses that has a long corridor and many rooms and in each room lives a student. So it's kinda cool, to cook together and watch TV and you know.
The next day when I got up, I went to the bathroom and at the same moment a half naked guy with a towel, came out of it. And I think I scared him shitless. He did this little jump on the spot. And he didn't say anything, just vanished into his room. This was the moment I remembered that they don't have blondes in Portugal. Or potato noses. Or very round faces and blue eyes (Everything that is considered boring and ugly in Estonia). Halle-fucking-berry-lujah!!!
I also went to the university, had a breakfast there and used wireless. And oh damn... it's so unbelievable unbelievable that you can study on the balcony outside, eat these really good Portuguese style grilled cheese and ham sandwiches and feel the sun on your face, warm breeze...
Back at home you study in the darkness while being super stressed, wearing 4 sweaters and scarf, eating mouldy cookies.
After that I went back to the house. It was like a 4 min walk. Basically go 3 houses back and voila you're at home. Forget driving for 45 minutes and swearing because all the pedals are in ice.
Oh yeah, and then I went back 5 minutes later to eat again. This was the moment I remembered they eat shitloads in Portugal. All the time.
So we went back and ate again, only now we had more people in the table. And then one of the girls took me sightseeing. It was cool but after every 5 meters, she met new people who she had to talk to. Like seriously, we stopped 8 times in 10 minutes to stand on the street and talk with people. That means, she talked and I just kinda stood and wondered what they were speaking about. Plus everytime you meet somebody, you're supposed to kiss them on both cheeks. So... 8 times of meeting about 5 people... it's more or less 40 people... and thats 80 kisses. You know what I mean? Too much saliva.
And then we sat down and she had a conversation with 2 girls and a boy for 45 minutes. And they didn't say absolutely nothing to me. Uff... firstly, it was so boring and secondly so annoying. Like... how many times have I been in the company on foreigners in Estonia, and they have always been my priority. You know, just to make them feel nice in my country. And now, here I was, feeling lonely and sad. Not at first, but after 40 minutes, yes.
And then we got up and the girl told me: Ahahah, I spoke in Portuguese the whole time. Sorry! I will talk in English from now on!
I was like: aww...don't worry!
Then we crossed the road, went upstairs to a library (which was like this amazing place for studying: huge windows and then you could sit and look out and behind you was a cafe. So prefect for studying) and the girl went straight to another girl and they begun speaking in Portuguese. And I was like: Well.... okay.
And they took about 30 minutes.
I know, because I had approximately 2 hours until I had to meet F.
And they were like blablablablabla and I just stood and smiled and thought how much I wanna go home. You know, the first day in somewhere else, and you kinda realize it's not your home and not your people and not the place for you and nobody wants you there.
I felt really down. Missed P a lot. And I promised myself that I'd never be in a situation like that. I saw from the first moment that the girl was kinda cold towards me. Talked a lot, but didn't like really care at all. And I should have left and walked on my own. I always manage by my own.
Every experience makes you smarter. So I'm kinda thankful, like always, for things that happen to me - good and bad.
After that I was very happy to see F and we went to see the oldest building of University of Coimbra, where they study law. Isn't it the most beautiful school you have ever seen in your life? God damn, the colours where so soothing. And the view from the school was super too.
and the view:
That evening we went back to Santa Maria da Feira. Awwwwwww how happy I was to see all the little streets and houses. Old men walking with their dogs and little shops with open doors.
I saw the worlds cutest dog Alex again and F's house. :)
So from Friday night to Wednesday we just chilled and went to the beach. Okay, not every day, but at least twice... or three times. xD The beaches are big but until now, I really haven't seen anything special. I've heard so many stories about the worlds prettiest beaches in Portugal, but really they are just normal beaches. In some, the sand is not so clean as back home. And the sea is cold and during the first days the waves were like so huge that we couldn't swim. I saw only 2 boys swimming and it consisted of diving head first into a wave and then getting on the surface just in time for the next 5 meter monster.
Not exactly my idea of fun fun fun.
What is great is of course the sun. Damn, clear sky and huge yellow sun. Mmm... perfect beach weather (I just heard it was hailing in Estonia yesterday).
(name of the beach is Esmoriz and of course you pronounce it szhh...mmuriiiizzzzz)
I saw the beach soccer tournament in Santa Maria da Feira. It was really interesting to see it. I liked the final game a lot. Sun was shining, it was a beautiful evening and everybody sat there and watched the game. :) The team I liked won! :)
Okay, so on Wednesday, me, F and his brother M, drove about 2 hours to Geres, a city in north of Portugal. It's were mainly older people rest in the summer. And yes, it was very very calm in there and quiet. We spent the days by the swimming pool and just sunbathed. And of course, ate 3 times a day in the hotel restaurant and at the pool cafe too.
F's grandfather and aunt were there the whole time and during the first day some of his cousins or something and later also his mom and dad, so we always had the longest table in the restaurant and everybody blablablablad. It was lovely.
One day I told F that his aunts dress was really pretty and F told it to her. And the later in the evening F told me that his aunt had pulled him aside that afternoon and said: Pssst, I got this dress from Natura, you should go and buy one from Stella.
xD xD xD isn't it cute? Like I swear, his whole family is like that. His father tries to switch every meat and salad that I don't want, with his. And her mom is so concerned about where I sit in the table, so that my view would be flawless.
One day it was rainy from morning to evening, so we went to the spa instead of the swimming pool and I got a Vichy shower massage. I had to lay down and there was like a row of showers and water came down on my back while a woman was massaging me. It was quite nice.
After that we had the dinner and then me, F and M sat in our room on the bed, played cards and drank Bacardi and Coke. It was fun. Especially when they didn't understand the rules of the game at all and randomly played random cards to eachother. The more we drank, the clearer the rules became though. :D
On Friday we went to a medieval fair that took place in a park. It was so lovely. People dressed in medieval clothes and musicians playing bagpipes. It was dark and it was kinda mysterious to walk in the warm night like that. I bought a necklace from there:
It's hard to breathe while wearing it. :D
Next day we got up like at ten in the morning and went to a national park behind the medieval fair park. It was so lovely. I like views that are dark green. Like dark green forests and trees and the grass. It looks so fresh. :)
We also saw a lake and a guy was renting boats there for 3 euros, so we took one and oared around the lake. I did pretty nice. :) But years of oaring in the island of Muhu, where I spent my summers as a kid, have taught me well. :)
Then suddenly F's dad called and said that he is reaching the top of the mountain Pedra Belle (7km walk on a road up the hill) and that we should come there by car to see the wonderful view. And that we did:
834m :)
On Saturday night we went to eat in a beautiful beautiful little hotel on the top off the hill to see again an amazing amazing amazing view:
I swear, it's the perfect place to sit and drink wine at. I want to send my parents there one day.
You can also swim in there coz they have a swimming pool behind the hotel. :)
and after that we drove back to party in Feira. And offffff course I had a migrane. :( By the time I got to the house, I was weak and wanted to throw up. It made things worse that I fucked the night up for F too. So I decided to pull myself together and we still went out for an hour. We met his friends and they all chat in Portuguese (I can only guess it was about football. But you never know. :D )
I drank a glass of vodka with a drop of coke (I love how they fill 80% of the glass with alcohol and 20% with whatever non-alcoholic drink that goes with your cocktail. It tastes like that too, though. Sometimes you can feel fire coming out of your nostrils when you smoke at the same time). Not even migrane stops me from drinking vodka. xD
I would have wanted to go to a club so bad... :(
But as always, my head has a life of its own.
On Sunday night I went to the cinema for the second time (First time was during the 1st week and I went to see Br�no. Which was completely wtf?!)
Harrrrrry Potttttttter!
It was truly awesome. The director did an amazing job. Respect. I want to see it again in Estonia, with P. :)
And then on Monday we drove 4 hours, to Algarve. And that's where I am now. :)
On Tuesday sky was cloudy the whole day so we didn't go to the beach. We took a really long walk on a shopping street and later went to a mall to buy food for lunch. It was a really nice day and the evening was even nicer: We went to eat in a pizzeria, drank a lot of sangria and then went on a Ferris wheel in a small amusement park. It was very very sweet to see the whole city at night from up there. :)
And this is from the hotel window:
I call it a dildo.
With this lovely last word, I will end my short and sweet post. :)
musi
