Back to the future

The last days were so fast and busy. I didnt feel stressed but apparently I was, since i managed to finally, in those 4 months, get sick in Portugal. I spent a lot of time in my room, behind my desk, putting together entries for our bookies, something for my girls to try to put into words how much they mean to me. But i have to say, it was a hard task, which is the reason why it took me 3 days to fill Christinas and Sarkas books :) There are not enough words in the english vocabulary to describe what i feel. And since I am not good at expressing myself live, is why I needed them entries to be as close to perfection as possible. I am very good at expressing myself live without words though, through tears, I think everyone knows that now :D Tying up the loose ends for ...... leaving is always nervewrecking, but at least it took my mind off of actually thinking about the fact that i soon have to leave this magnificent place and extraordianry people behind. I didn´t really have time to sink into those sad thoughts, I was simply enjoying every single moment I had still to enjoy. So now a little about the last days.

A little project of mine was to create something to wear with pride and just be reminded of our amazing time together - a t-shirt. It was a thought we came up with Luis, designed it with Stefano and printed with the girls and the outcome, in my opinion, is perfect :) Something simple, yet with a deep meaning to us! But ofcourse, as it usually is with getting things done in Portugal, it took some corrections, to have it finally the way it was supposed to be. Nothing we hadnt got used to by then :D

When we estonians celebrate jaanipäev, the portuguese have their festa do são joão do porto, which is the biggest street festival I had ever seen!!!!! The evening started out with us making a birthday surprise to Martina and occupying a wagon in the Viana-Porto train to celebrate her big day all together! An awesome idea organized by her other half, Giorgi! Once we arrived, the fiesta was already going strong. Everyone had their beepy hammers and were slamming anyone who crossed their path. We couldnt be any lousier then every other person in Porto, so we needed to find us some hammers. Who decided to snatch one, who wanted to get a cheap one. So I went to negotiate the terms of the buying deal, but my skills werent appareantly good enough cuz i needed some portuguese backup :D Gotten our war-tools, we dived into the crowd and started blending in with our colorful hitting machines and incredible blocking moves. The atmosphere was soooo cool cuz everybody was hitting everybody and then laughing like little kids, and the little kids had the most fun cuz they were just surrounded by little and big kids! So we went to foz, the riverside, where there was music and ofc kizomba playing, and people waiting for the highlight of the night - the fireworks. But the wait was the best part ofcourse, having fun with my people - what more could you ask for. Ok i was really missing wine or cider,cuz the only thing they were selling on the streets was beer (okok some harder stuff also). We also lit up our chinese lanterns and everyone made a wish and sent it to the skies. The second lantern aaallllmost didnt make it, but then tadaaaa, it took off with our wishes! And then, when the clock hit midnight, it began. Without a doubt the craziest fireworks ever!! And theyre saying that Portugal is also experiencing some financial difficulties.. it was 20 minutes of nonstop, over the top crazy pyromancy. And during that 1/3 of an hour, when everyone is staring into the sky, silent with just loud grunts and no words, you start thinking.. this is it. Our last time together on the streets of fking amazing Portugal. That released a big emotionburst for šari and christina and myself. Endless flow of tears in that awesome setting, and for some reason we chose to take crying selfies???? huh.. :D But with the fireworks also our tearworks stopped and we were partying on the streets until the first train..which was exhausting and also not enough, cuz it so happened that we missed the first train. And there we were, in Campanhã, all of the Viana erasmus people, crazy tired and dreaming of turning in. It was a painful ending to an unforgettable night!

My flight home was on saturday afternoon, so the best time to say goodbye to everyone and have a big last celebration of being awesome together, was on friday. Before that I needed to have everything packed, accounts closed, gifts bought and party organised! The theme of the party was THE OLYMPIC GAMES, with some relation to my next destination (not the real thing though), but mainly because its a great theme to have with cool (and comfy) outfits and games to play! As the evening came closer, my nerves got tighter and tighter. I was soo scared of the party. Knowing myself, I was certain that I was going to break down and cry endlessly, because saying goodbye to Anna and Luis was so draining. Now I had to say farewell to everybody! There was even no point in wearing any makeup :D So finally the partyy started, it was very calm at first, just us eating our healthy sporty snacks.. haha gotcha! It was actually chips and liquer :) Oh but the sangria, the girls had prepared as a surprise, had fruit in it, so yes, healty. As all the people I hold dear, where gathering in to the resi, the mood was growing and growingg until it was time for the event of the night – dont-know-whats-it-called-game. We made teams of 4 and by choice of fate our team was OUR TEAM, all of us girls from our clan. And bitches from hell..with love were killing it out there. The game was drinking a cup of biiir and then fliping the cup over and by that passing the relaystick to the next teammember. We crushed our opponents in the semifinal and the final was a closeclose match, with our anchor, the 1-hit-striker Khany bringing us the victoryyy. Marti and Giorgi had made some experimental jello-shots, which were awesome!

Then the girls came to me with our beloved continente bag and asked me the most important question of our time – queres um saco? Sim, obrigada!!!! And there was something inside the bag, but before i had the chance to have a look, they brought another something to me, something so special and awesome and unforgettable and just perfect. A cake, cuz i love cakes, but it wasn´t just any cake, it was a DINOSAUR CAKE!!!! It is hands down the best best most unexpected surprise i could ask for. The cake had big colorful dinosaur toys on it. It is sooo funny cuz when I was thinking what to get as little tokens of appreciation to the girls, I had the same idea, but then I chose a bit more practical way and got them bracelets. But the dinosaurs really hit the spot, cuz my love for them really blossomed here in Portugal. There.. im still used to speaking as if im there. Since i had my dino, everyone took their own pretty little reptile and the whole night we were posing with them:D:D But there was also my conti bag..in which there was the sweetest collagebook of our times together. I can´t describe how happy this made me. When I was looking through it, most of the time i couldn´t even see cuz my eyes were drowning in water. Then Tiago gave me a bag with something inside. It was a framed picture of us at the Vaca das cordas party, this is actually one of my fav pics!!!!!!! And then Pedro came with a kizomba mix cd he had made for me and I just couldnt believe it. You guys have no idea what this means to me!!!!!! I have never felt more loved and a part of a group as I do with you.

 It was so funny that when my lovely kizomba was playing, J´a decidi, to be exact, and I was singing along to the lyrics – que nao quero mais ficar aqui, then pedro was everytime asking me you dont want to stay here??? (Since that is the direct translation of the sentence). helll nooooo, i dont want to sair! As much friggin fun it was at the resi dancing to kizomba, we had to visit our second living room for the last time all together. Friday nights are Bella nights and we had centro all to ourselves. DJ Kitten ofcourse didn´t play any kizomba for us, not even after asking really nicely with our dinos, but Ricardo had already warned me about that :D And Ricky also brought out the BIGGEST most epicest bucket of brainfeezer anyone had ever seen!!! And then.. at 5 when centro closed, we got to have a kizomba afterparty :)))) but i think because of the cleaning ladies we couldnt crank up the volume and it was rily quiet:D After that another afterparty was supposed to take place at the resi, but Chissy and I decided to go on to ON, no actually we were just spending some last moments together at praca de republica and crying and taking red-eyed selfies :D

Finally, after 2 hours of sleep I still had some last minute packing to do..a lot actually. Lisa was helping me with everything and if it hadnt been for her help, i would still have half of my stuff in Viana. You would think that after packing everything and being go-ready, the room would be pretty much like it was, when you arrived. Nope. I was messy-melissa until the very end. I was still recieving messages – do you need this, do you need that, after I had long left. But the morning went so fast, too fast. Saying goodbye was fast – everything just too fast. Thank youuu Tiago and Pedro for helping me transport my ugly luggage to the bus station and I was soooo happy that Christina came with me to the airport!! It made my wait and my luggage-problems so much easier to handle. So what exactly happened with my luggage.. as it turned out, it didnt weigh ~20 kg as I had expected. It was 33+, which isnt even allowed by regulations so I had to leave behind a bottle of alvarinho :(( In the airport I finally got to read all the entries to my harrypotter book, which I had been dying to skim through, but didnt want to cause any extra tearing when I was still among the people I wanted to spend lucid moments with and not cry over every moment :D And then I boarded the aircraft which flew me away from the land that had become so dear to me, and to a land that kept me away from my homeland for another half a day due to airport scheduling problems. To put into understandable words, the first flight was delayed so the second plane departured without me on board, had to spend the night in a hotel, met some estonians along the way, but it was amazing to finally get home, even though it was just for a day..