First week and counting

Aug 09, 2010 14:05

Yesterday was the very last day of my first week here, in Faial and it means the last day of the "Semana do Mar" which is a festival that happens here every year during one week. For me the last day is always the best, and not because it ends, but because it has the finest concerts and fireworks and all the people I know are there enjoying it until the last minute.

It was a great day, all of it! In the morning, I stayed in my grandma's and spent some time with her while my cousin Isabel, Filipe and their mother went to the church. I got dressed quickly and a hour later they came to get me as they promised. They were ready: comfy clothes, some chicken, my uncle's pizza and our drinks - now we just had to get going to our road trip as planed. Well, we didn't have an exact plan, we would just drive around the island to the very top and see all of it at once. But the most beautiful part is the road until you get there. We were having fun waving goodbye to every single car which passed us by and some of them answered back, which was fun, and at some point we waved to people we did know, so it turned even more fun because those really answered back and just minutes later we would found out who they really were. We ate our pizza outside but it almost rained, I'm glad it didn't because the beautiful flowers of this Island are looking the best when the sun is out, although it would have been nice to rain so it'd be part of our little adventure.
Adventure, because we had no place to go. We really just drove around until it was time to get into the party.
We then stopped at this fountain called "Fonte dos namorados" - in english "Lover's fountain". It was the secret place where lovers would go to spend time together in early days, when parents were restrict, they would say they would get some water but the truth was that they were going to see their lovers. Oh well, it has the most sweet and fresh water of the world. Me, who doesn't drink much water (just because) loves that one, it really is pure. And then we put a giant towel in the grass and I ended up taking a nap right there while they played cards. It was too good.

Then we came back and had the best day of the festival.
This girl, Sarah Pacheco, was singing covers, beautiful songs. She has an amazing strong yet lovely voice and she sang everything from Robin Williams to Celine Dion - yes she sang "my heart will go on" and I would have cried like a baby if I had listen to the whole of it, but unfortunally me and my aunt had little luck.

Imagine this: the festival has its place in a full road, all the lenght of it. My uncle's pizza place is in one extreme point of the road, the stage is in the very opposite extreme, which means that to go to there we have to walk the whole road. SO we're in the pizza place and we recognize her voice and we screamed like chickens and ran all the way to the stage and when we hit it the song was ending and this was our night! Running around trying to catch any song... poor us! ~

And then the fireworks. It was amazing and I don't know if its because of my period but I cried like a baby watching it, remembering my trip to Disney and how I wished my stepmother was with me to witness one more time fireworks. Oh! And my cousin's boyfriend sang! I was just blown away. I met him at the beach and he is so white and so not pretty. Sorry, J.
But as he sang, with the tuxedo and the honest smile, he sang so beautifully and honestly it was amazing. I got all emotional too. Blame it on me.

Ok, enough spitting for today. I have a lot else to say but it will be later.

2010

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