This country is not good for people's mental health :P

25 years party

Well is not everyday that you celebrate you 25th anniversary. So I just had a great dinner my friends. We went to a typical hungarian restaurant called Flaska. Of course a lot of drinking and partying. Pareço um senhor. ( Thanks forum and tash for the gift)

Well, Paprikas palinka, Curva jo!!!!

Inês, Mesi, I and Mariana. (the gang!!)

The crash course side, I was missing being with all of you

The hungarian side (crazy people) and Erasmus

The cake

Thanks for the bike (to everybody and someone in special). I had an accident the same night with it

Solveig and Inês (no comments)

25

Bem, tenho de afirmar que estes tempos tenho pensado seriamente no que me vai acontecer amanhã!
Posso para já descansar as almas mais exaltadas, que não se recordam o que significa o dia de amanhã para mim, que não é nada de muito grave,
Alguns já se devem ter lembrado que amanhã passam-se 25 anos desde o dia em que a minha mãe me concedeu o direito de vir ao mundo e usufruir da vida que tenho tido até agora.
O que me tem feito pensar é realmente esse número estranho, 25. Significa que a partir de amanhã estarei mais próximo dos 30 que dos 20. Mesmo não gostando de pensar muito nessas coisas das idades e de achar que cada um tem a idade que quer, posso dizer que pela primeira vez, fazer anos não me alegra assim tanto.
Enfim, como não posso fazer nada, sexta-feira lá vou intoxicar o cérebro até mais não para celebrar a efeméride.

One year ago

I was making a summary of my late life and I realized that I left that wonderful place that we call Foresteria one year ago!!

Jesus, time flies and you just don’t notice.

Such a great year it was, and that is why, now, I’m always annoying my new friends in Magyarorszag with my “when I was in Italy” stories.

I miss the midnight football, barbecues, travels, parties (and such good parties), narguile, after dinner coffee in front of my or Bruno’s balcony, calcetto at Giobia and so many other things.

But even more I miss all of you guys with whom I share such good moments. I will keep you in a special place of my memories for the rest of my life!!!

I hope to see you all soon.

Next weekend I’ll be there again!!!

Fő út

Where to go????

Weekend in Fony

A mariana sempre a dormir!!!

Always playing csocso!!

Amazing trabant

Tiago e Nuno, grandes paredes têm de vir cá!!!

Tenho de peguntar o nome do prato

Adivinhem

Starting beer contest

I spent a great weekend with Hungarian friends (Pety the french, Zoli and their crew) Mariana and Inês (my two adorable new neighbours and keepers of the great cult to the Portuguese Erasmus students in Debrecen) and Mesi (just return from our Belo país à beira mar plantado). Fony is a really small typical Hungarian village in the middles of the Hungarian "mountains" (800 meter) near Slovakia
We had a carnival party on Friday, hiking for hours on Saturday afternoon, and great Hungarian dinner on that night. Portuguese people, with the help from one of the pictures try to guess the "game" we taught them!! (pictures in reverse order)

Partying!!

This Friday I was drove with Inês, Mariana (tugas) and Risto (finish) to 3 places that I've never been before in this city by the most portuguese Hugarian, Mesi and her friends. A really good wine cellar, a disco called Chicago full of 30-40 years old people dancing Hungarian pimba music (of course we dance as well) and Orange, where I've listen to rage against the machines and prodigy in a bar/disco since I've been here. I was thinking that I've seen it all but some places were missing.