Šiauliai II.

So, last weekend i went to Šiauliai for the second time in my life. This time the reason was just to spend time with other christian youg people. Visit a church that was celebrating their anniversary... and... learn a little bit more about Lithuania and it's people. It was curious that the church in Šiauliai was celebrating their 15th anniversary, although the church existed for much more many years, only 15 years ago, they could register it, and start it legally. Till then, they were for lots of years one of many more clandestine churches in the U.S.S.R.


Barret es el de la izquierda con cara susto. Abajo: Monika, Jo, Rasa, Rasa, no se y Milda. Mas gente que conozca: Dovile esta a mi lado, y al suyo Lilita. La chica encima de la planta con jersey a rallas coloridas, tambien es Dovile. La chica pelirroja de la izquierda es Aurelija, y el chico que esta a sulado es Valys... o algo asi. Del resto no me se el nombre:S 


The gathering was funny. I met new people, and knew better others. They said to me that it was a single people gathering. You know what i mean with that. But the truth is that everybody who is young was invited, married or not. Almost everybody knew everybody... except me, of course. There was a "but" in all of this, but... not very serious, the "but" that is in all christian gatherings, festivals, camps, conferences... food... you must be a good cooker if you want to cook for 25 persons, and still make the food taste good. Well... it didn't taste bad... but... you know... christians.

Despite that, Barrett, the cooker, made a really good job to make us spend a good weekend. The best? A lot of free time to meet new people, and talk with... not so old, friends, something really strange in christians meetings.


Erasmus Days 2006

Bueno... y ahora llega la hora de contar este finde. Nos fuimos a Vilnius ¿Por qué? Porque eran los dias erasmus en Lituania. Es decir, nos cogen a los erasmus de toda Lituania, nos llevan a la capital, y nos meten en un hotel, del hotel, a la catedral de la ciudad. De la catedral, nos vamos andando por mitad de Vilnius, con la poli por delante nuestro cortando las calles, hasta un casino-club, alquilado para nosotros. Una vez hecha "kalejira", llegamos al nombrado casino. Y alli... fiestuqui. Comenzando por un concierto folk, de unos tipos muy simpaticos, que hacian a la peña bailar. Luego clases de baile con una tia que sale en el simil lituano de "aqui no hay quien baila", o "mira quien baila", o algo asi se llama el programa ese en España, ¿no? Bueno, tras bailotear un poco, nos servian la cena. Lo que pasa es que habia que esperar tantisimo a la cola, que Alejandro, Borja y yo nos fuimos al Mac Donalds de al lado. Tras la cena, concierto ska, de una banda llamada Inculto, que canto hasta en castellano, aunque no les entendi nada. En medio del concierto, partimiento de la cacho tarta erasmus, y luego mas concierto... y despues del concierto disco hasta las 5. Todo eso iba con unas 5 consumiciones o algo asi. Claro luego podias gastar todo lo qe quisieras, a partir de las 5 consumiciones. Y... eso... a las 5 de vuelta al hotel para dormir la mona, y a la mañana siguiente de vuelta para Kaunas, monto total unos 35.000€, algo mas de cinco kilos de las antiguas pesetas. La verdad es que la fiesta molo, y si no piensas demasiado en que el ministerio de educacion y cultura te esta pagando la borrachera, porque todo estaba pagado, si no de que nos ibamos a juntar tantos erasmus, con las ganas que les tienen los italianos a las lituanas, y alli habia pocas... eso, que si no piensas en lo ridiculo que es que la administracion publica te pague la borrachera, pues puedes tener la fiesta sin ningun cargo de conciencia. Bueno... en realidad es una chorrada, pero no me dejaba de resultar curioso que un pais que no es muy rico, nos pague semejante fieston a unos degenerados como los erasmus, pero bueno.


The only worth pic of the party, Borja, Marie, Charlotte and Ilze. 


En si la fiesta estuvo muy bien, y si te gusta bailar o beber, o las dos cosas, fue un fieston de no te menees. Para mi, que no me gusta ni beber ni bailar, simplemente estuvo bien, pude tener un par de conversaciones interesantes, una antes e inacabada, y otra despues... y con un final raro. Pero bien.

Pasando al ingles: I don't understand why everybody was so worried about me. Just because i wasn't drinking or dancing. You explain to them, that you just don't like dancing or drinking... and the still ask you if everything is ok. Well, it would be better, if i could maintain a normal conversation with someone who is not drunk. Or even if i could maintain it with someone drunk, at least a conversation i could hear, cause the music was extremely loud. And that was all. I was very happy staring at the musicians of the ska concert, the guitarrist finished it with only four strings... i think he shoul bring two guitars to their concerts, as every normal pro-musician. And still people came to me to ask me if everything was ok. "I am triying to enjoy the concert, is that a problem for you if i don't dance, and just listen??" One of the spaniards, didn't knew that a ska band had play... and i don't start asking him if everything is ok, if he feels good... or something stupid like that... he just was drunk... i just wasn't... what's the problem?

Sometimes people bores me with their preocupation, ther are never there when you need them, and they want to help you when they can´t. Human beings fate? I really don't understand it.