CHALLENGES...

This morning we've chosen the groups we'll be teaching this year and, contra todo pronóstico (I think I should look this expression up.. it could be despite all predictions, also against all odds - but this would mean that it was difficult for me to achieve it, and it wasn't).. I'm gonna teach first year students, and two intermediate 2 groups in the afternoon, so YEEEEEES, I'll be working mornings and afternoons and be free to go home at 7 pm!!! and I'm free on Monday morning and Friday afternoon so what a loooong weekend!!! Can't believe it!!
The challenge for me is teach first year students. I don't know whether I'll be patient enough and I know for sure that patience will be the main ingredient of my teaching practice so, even though I've got sort of mixed feelings about it as I've always enjoyed challenges, I'm also cagada!!!
Isn't it ironic that I fear 1st years but not 5ths??
I'll keep you posted on this big issue, hahaha.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Just needed to tell you about this film. Though released in 2004 I just saw it yesterday and thought it might freak some of you out, I really consider it a masterpiece, not only of cinema but of life. What love and relationships can be all about. Of course, the scriptwriter being the same man who wrote How to be John Malkowich, don't expect it to be a straightforward film or story but rather surrealist.

On the whole, worth your while.

SUMMERCASE IN IMAGES

KINGS OF LEON: Friday, 18th the best band that night
WHITEY: Saturday, 19th. The discovery: fun and dance.
BLONDIE: Saturday, 19th. How time passes by, but something always remains.
GOOD NIGHT: Please, go to bed.

LET'S START WITH THE BOSS

Because, simply, he is the Boss. I admit I was doubting whether I would really like him as I was a bit disappointed when I saw him in Zaragoza about 10 years ago. I guess it was so because I'd recently seen U2 and that gig had actually impressed me so much that nothing, not even Bruce, could be better.
But oh my God! last Thursday Bruce proved to be the master: three hours of non-stop music, with the best band ever. It all started with a song I didn't know, but soon the rhythm got hold of me and the rest of the 50 thousand people there with RADIO NOWHERE; then extasis arrived with two of my favourite tracks BRILLIANT DISGUISE and THE RIVER; in the middle of everything, more new songs and we got to LONG WALK HOME, which, in short and in Spanish, me puso la carne de gallina! More music, Bruce being the best Bruce, energetinc, interacting with the audience, touching them, talking to them. I was sitting on my own in what was called the 4º anfiteatro (you could even touch the Moon) but I felt I was right next to him (but far from the unbearable Patti of course). The E-Band, including the unbearable Patti, enjoying their job as ever. And finally, the encores: BADLANDS, BORN TO RUN and DANCING IN THE DARK. I stood up and in the middle of people I had never seen, I danced as much as I could: I just thought: I can't miss the chance of dancing these songs with him... And in the end: TWIST AND SHOUT... all of us sang, whispered and shouted bamba, bamba... Unbelievable. Unforgettable.

TOO TIRED, YET

Some words need to be said about the wonderful days of music I've just spent. Everything started with a superb Bruce Springsteen (despite the sound being not as good as expected) who gave us a memorable night at Santiago Bernabeu. And then Summercase in Boadilla: two nights of music and dancing that my 32-year-old body has somehow survived!

Tomorrow I'll be feeling a bit better and I'll provide you with a full report on these two events, but now just let me thank Anna for her company. (hope you don't mind I've posted these two pictures!) Kisses from Coruña.

Y DICEN QUE EL PARAISO NO EXISTE...

(Me tomo la licencia de escribir en español para que nadie pueda decir que no participa por eso del inglés...)

El paraíso existe y se llama fin de semana de relax y diversión en la mejor de las compañías. Si a eso le añadimos una playa de arena fina, mar limpia, unas palas con las que destrozarse el cuerpo (de esa manera en que ni un entrenador personal sabría hacerlo), unas (cuantas) cervecitas y un par de bailoteos, tenemos el cielo en la tierra.

Y por supuesto, no podemos olvidarnos de los momentos surrealistas que cualquiera puede vivir, pero que a nosotras se nos repiten de modo preocupante... ese dni de g. metido en donde debería estar la llave del hotel (y la luz y todo funcionando!!), ese hablar de ponferrada que todo lo justifica, esos inmigrantes en la carretera, esas enfarlopadas sacándonos a bailar... (lo siento por los que no sepais de qué c*** va esto, esta vez toca post para la pandi)

En fin, lo hemos vuelto a conseguir. Hemos vuelto a pasar un finde estupendo, nos hemos reído hasta la lágrima y hemos cantado con las chicas del coche de delante. Vídeo incluido. Qué más se puede pedir?

Que el año que viene sea igual.

Un beso chicas, os quiero.

MEN-LESS WEEKEND

Tomorrow has nearly arrived and four married women and I (the single one) are leaving to enjoy the yearly men-less weekend that they all deserve. I am kind of supporting them, because mine is one more in a row of quite a lot of men-less weekends. Besides, and as the family has grown over the years, now this weekend is not only for them to have a rest from their "duties and burdens" as wives, but also as loving and caring mothers.

We will sit at a table and drink and eat over a long conversation about what our lives are like and what we had expected them to be; about the things we still want to do, and those that, damn it, we won't have the chance to do. Some sense of nostalgia will hover over our laughs, but still, we'll feel very happy and proud to be together once again, with the same sense of humor and enthusiasm for life we've always shared.

You may call this "Sex and the City" crap. It sounds like it, but after all, why should we deny what we are?

Sanxenxo get ready! the Chicks are back!