“DON’T CRY BECAUSE IT’S OVER, SMILE BECAUSE IT HAPPENED.”

More than 30 years ago I was an only child, and more than that an only grandchild, I even get to know 4 of my great grandfathers, being the only child on both sides of my family was something that made me really lucky, I was spoiled, but I was also able to understand those who were from a different generation.

I was probably given every thing that I wanted, but more than that I had time with someone that were totally dedicated to me.

My granddad taught me how to ride a bicycle, showed me the pleasure of reading , for more than 30 years I always received a book in Christmas and in my birthday, I was able to play with computers when almost anyone had one, and especially anyone with less than 5 years, and one of the most amazing memories that I have is the way that he showed me the pattern of ants, the way that we followed them from and to the nest.

Even though there were more kids in the family since I was about 5, I did kept a special relationship with him, I was the first and the only that liked the same things that he liked, and I also lived with him for about 10 years on my late teen’s, early twenty’s. 

About 5 years ago he started to have the first signs of Alzheimer, I already had that experience with one of my grandmothers, but with him was harder, he was closer and I saw and lived the results of such a fucked up disease, the moments in which I think he didn't know who was I.

6 months ago I made another one of my trips, about a week, on the day that I flew to London I went to the house to say bye, as I always do, and he just told me, “be happy”.

He died before I was back.

LISBOA

SINCE 10 AM

It had to be some kind of dream, how was that possible, she never though that they would see each other again, , that tall and clumsy blond girl was supposed to stay away from her, and after all those years, it was that insecure girl that was telling her not to jump.

LEMONY SNICKET, THE ERSATZ ELEVATOR

“If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.”

TO WRITE…

I have in-numerous problems while writing besides the obvious lack of concentration.

One of the things that always gives me problems it’s the POV, I just don’t know how to use it, 1st person, 3rd person, a narrator?

I even tried to use a 2nd person POV, and can I change it along the way?

ISRAEL 3

One of  the things that I really enjoy to do is eat, I’m not a picky eater, by the contrary, I really like to try everything.

Since I mainly traveled trough Europe, this was my first experience in eating middle eastern food outside a big city restaurant, and it was amazing, the intense flavor, not as spicy as I was expecting, the fresh juices, although I did try one green one that was a bit weird, refreshing but I still don’t know what was it made of.

More than that, I really enjoyed all the food markets that made taste a bit of the everyday  life.

That being said I just love to eat, and when I try something new….

RELIGIOUS OR NOT SO RELIGIOUS?

Even if I try to live without preconceptions, we all have them, I imagine that it’s something human, in which we always create this ideas about people and places.

When I told some of my friends ad colleagues that I was going to Israel for a couple of days, I had mostly to reactions:

1st – “Oh my God!!1 Are you crazy? You’re going alone? Isn’t dangerous?”

2nd – “Oh my God!!! Are you crazy?  You’ll have to use a burka?”

I still don’t know what kind of face I’ve done to this reactions but was mostly saying something on the line of : “Are you fucking serious??!!”

Even if I didn’t had any of these ideas, since I was sure that I could basically walk around with most of  my skin being showed, or use a bikini, and that going there alone was the same as going to any of the other places that I went alone already,  I found myself a little amazed with the amount of “sex” that I saw there.

I went there with the idea that even if it is a modern and mostly occidental country, it still is a religious country, and even after being told that the Tel Aviv Pride is one of biggest in the world, I wasn’t expecting to see all the images that could bring your mind to the “gay live” and to sex, something that I wasn’t expecting to see in a supposedly religious country.

I saw it just in Tel Aviv, so I imagine that there are other cities in the country that are less open, or I just have millions of misconceptions  about a country that is more than the his history and religion.