Now I'm worried

Tonight I decided to stay at home with my flatmate. She got a kind of operation to a foot today, a little thing, nothing to be worried and she also stays home.
So, the question is: why am I worried?
The next picture is kind of understandable :)







So, today "they" predicted the minimum of -11º C, but actually they got it wrong and we have now -14ºC. This is great to practice... what is this great for? I forgot.

So, we had a nice dinner cooked by her and the desert by me. So I made some "Natas do Céu", my first ones. In English it's called, Heavenly Cream, but actually I prefer to call it Cream from Heaven, I think it makes better justice to the portuguese name.

Here is the final result!

 PS - Actually, the final result was in our bellies but I could not take a picture of that! ;)

Sometimes, like this

Friday night, after a long week, I feel like this.
I didn't write here, but I made some actions to cut with the past. I started by shaving my hair. After this little step, even though I was told today it was not he best thing to do because of... many things.. it is done and there is no return, I slept better these last evenings. Maybe the hair was bothering my sleep or I have simply been feeling a somehow lighter.
But, tonight, tonight I feel like this. I feel like nothing and like something I cannot define. So, I decided to write, maybe while I'm writing, I find the answer. I think it has to do with the great world we live in, so crowded with people and at the same time, so empty, sometimes.
Friday night. In my normal world, I would meet my friends, I would leave home late because I would know no matter what time I would meet them, they would still be there. I would go very quickly because once I leave I can't wait to get there :) and once there, with them, we would drink, talk a lot, discuss life, cats, drinks, politics, rain, last year's rain, the end of the world in 2012 or even discuss why it is possible to feel like this sometimes.

So, I wrote before I would try to find the reason why I feel like this. And I found it meanwhile. But I guess I should not write about it.
It's just that I'm here.

After a long time, back with a nice concert

After a long time and not keeping my promise of writing more about Vietnam, I come back again to leave some words about life in Basel. Eventually I might drop few more pictures of Ho Chi Minh City.

I changed some plans, I moving to a shared apartment. IT's a good opportunity to make new friends.
I'm moving next weekend, still couldn't rent the van (bad website implementation ;))

Few days ago I've been to a concert. She is called Lena Fennell and she is a very talented song writer, you can check out her musics.
The concert was very nice, she played together with a drummer and a bass player. There are some movies on youtube, I'm sure you will enjoy them.

I will follow her concerts and take some pictures next time.
Stay tuned!

Ho Chi Mihn City

After a looong way flying and stopping, I got to Ho Chi Mihn City. The city of rushed people, motorbikes, no traffic rules (almost) and a lot of happy people.

First step outside of the airport and hot! 22:45 and it was really hot. Not like dying hot, but enough heat to make me start sweating in three minutes.
I traveled to the apartment that the company where I'm working these weeks, arranged for me. Little problem: they had no record whatsoever that I would arrive. I guess they are needing some software :P

No worries, after talking and having the reception person calling 5 people, he said he would get me a room. It was also my fault of course, because I should have printed their confirmation.
Anyway, they put in a temporary room that luckily happened to be the one they had booked for me.


Sunday, with a bit of jetlag and the bad idea of starting to watch a movie around 3 in the morning (The Transformers... I had it since long, so it was time to see), I woke up a bit late.

I went to the city with a new colleague from work, he showed me a bit around, taught me how to cross streets (no, not so simple as waiting for the green light and cross) and introduced to a nice Vietnamese soup. It was kind of spicy, or I had put too many red chilly stuff there. I tend to sweat with chilly food, so for me it was like I was swimming there! :D

Later on, a nice coffee, really good. But he warned me that it would be strong. Well, the fact that I only slept at 5 in the morning and woke up at 8 to go to work, proves he was right.

Later on, other guys from the company joined us in a bar tour. Very nice streets, food everywhere and a lot of people. Of course motorcycles are everywhere.

I forgot to take my camera on the first day, my fault :| but I will soon post some pictures here. No worries! :)

Probably tonight I will take some already.

Preparing Vietnam

In one of my last posts, I referred that one of the good things of being in Basel is that it is easy to be in other places, quickly. In Germany, France, Italy, which is a very nice to have.
When I wrote this, I was not referring to Vietnam, of course, it is a bit further from here :)

But the truth is that I started to prepare my traveling to Vietnam. So my preparation had in its list:

1. Finding out what to take in terms of pills, diseases, shots. I know I might get malaria so some pills are required, as well as yellow fever, pink fever, big toes fever, hair growing on the eyes, and a lot of other things. The best thing to do is to take a knife and kill all the mosquitoes that come in my way!
2. Second thing on the list is shopping. I must take "special" kind of clothes. Actually they are not special, it just happens that I don't have them. Anyway, this item passed to first place because it's done now. Shopping with friends is much easier, they chose, they say it's always great and that's it, 30 minutes shopping for special Vietnam clothes
3. Get some nice presents for the team in Vietnam. I will meet some colleagues for a work project and I must take something nice. I heard chocolates might melt... hum, that spoils all the fun!
4. I know there should be an item 4...I wonder what it is!
5. Prepare luggage. Boooooring! But not so hard, I'm used to prepare it every few weeks.

Together for Nature

I took part of an international project in Vilnius, Lithuania, called Together 4 Nature.
I don't have many pictures, since I trusted I would get them all from all the people :) well...I'm still waiting :)
The project had to do with gathering some young people from several countries to produce some material concerning nature. So we made a magazine with articles and opinions, some short movies, among other things.

You can check the movie making of and the project itself.

Short trip to Paris

Living in Basel has many goods things, being one of them the fact that one can travel easily to other places :)
So, during Easter, I could not go home to the family and all the things, so I went to Paris and spent it with some friends there that happened to stay there during that time.

So, bellow are some pictures from Paris. Of course, everyone already saw or been in Paris but it was my first time ;)

Because life is not just crying

The other day I went to Bird's Eye Jazz Club in the center of Basel.
It happened like this: last Wednesday I was going home, listening some music and I saw a door. And... it was a Jazz Club. Nice! I checked the place, it was closed already, it finishes early. So I decided to go the next day.

And so I did it. Thursday, I invited a couple of people (nobody went) so I went anyway :) everyone had its life, girlfriends, boyfriends, sports, this and that, so the best thing is just to go anyway.

Below is the result of a nice evening yet lonely.

The city has lost its light

Most of my friends know the reason why I made the move from Portugal to Basel.
I had a very complex plan to reach happiness. It was part of my plan, my girlfriend. Actually she was the center of it.
So, it's not hard to think I moved here to be with her. She is (was) not portuguese, and she didn't want to live there, so we agreed on a list of countries, cities to look for jobs. I got a job, I moved, I said bye-bye to parents, brother, family, big big friends, you know... "Hey, my beloved ones, I love this girl here and I would go to China to be with her, so... I'm trying my luck."

And I did, I came, I was living here for almost three months. She visited me and of course, were happy happy moments for both. Most pictures from the blog were taken by her.

She was having difficulties to get a job here. So our complex plan had this eventuality predicted there and it said something like this: " If she can't find a job after two, maximum three months since my arrival, she would come anyway and we would start living together."
So I followed the advice of a friend, after telling him that she was getting a bit depressed to be in her country, without having my hug that she likes so much. So, he suggested me to push her a bit, to make her feel more secure and to come to me, to come to our love nest. And so I did. I talked with her many days about this, she postponed a bit the conversation with the boss, this and that, this and that.... until few days ago.


"Hey Bruno... you know what? I'm tired of fighting for us to be together. My place is here. Maybe we talk again one day."
I don't need to write any more details from the conversation because they are complex, too much complex and very far from good to think of them.

So, now, the city is in the dark. For two days I could only see the floor as I was walking. Like I was so ashamed that I couldn't let people look at my face.

The truth is that I didn't live these last 3 months. I lived for her, to help her bare our distance, to make her always remember how much she feels for me, because this was something I was always sure. And I didn't live because everyday after work, the only thing I wanted to do was to run home, to open skype, the webcam and see my wonder.

I did everything possible to keep her, to make her come to me, to make her happy. And I didn't live, I didn't mind I didn't live, because any sacrifice would not be big enough to have her with me. Whatever I could do, it would always be for a better future for us.
In the past two days, I drunk, I cried, I did whatever besides staying alone with my thoughts. Because these thoughts kill me, they really strangle my throat.
I had the help of new good friend. I had no friend here, until now. It's my fault, I know. But this guy helped me a lot, he made me hold to myself. And so I started to get drunk with social relations. In the past two days, I met, I would say ten people. And I talked with them, not about this of course, about any other subject, but I it felt so good to get drunk of people, of smiles, laughs, drinks, conversations... really really the best it happened to me for a long time.

I see the lights of the city coming up again, little by little.

Bottom line is the same as always: girlfriends come and go, but friends are forever.
And I made a new great friend and a lot of potential ones also. I will conquest Basel now. All my strenghts are for this, now. Noone else, nothing else, but this. People. Because even if I'm angry at human race, at it's weeknesses, I'm here to love again. And that day will come.