Tuesdays...

(Don't get tired about pre-notes, please go to "Airports, I love airports" so you can follow here. By the way, this belongs to yesterday so fresh salad for you!)
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So today I went to buy a dress. I made my best to join my best friend. She was so happy; she’s going to have an important weekend. Her family in law will “ask for her” and it’s me there… looking in front of hundreds of mirrors, my shoes, my favourite shoes and she’s got to show hundreds of dresses. And I feel endlessly happy too but strange. Why?

So my character b appears and stands there, under the brightest light, like in the theatre, it goes like:

“It's all about love. About moving and getting somewhere. I'm just tired of that theme. I would like to get off, get out to the space and rather visit thousand stars before meeting love again. I'm just sick about them and about him. Everyone's got a party but I don't want to be invited. I actually rather read the newspapers. Since I arrived they're just telling me this city is chaotic. I even knew that before... since we were born it's eating us and throwing us the worst surprises.
It's just I got the big musical box. So long waiting and it is there just for me waiting. I rather dance... but no one dances waltzes these days...
It's everything but two coins in my pocket. I asked for a wish but I'm not so sure if it will come true. They are still there, waiting for the next move. What should I buy? peace? love? some holidays at the beach?
Chaotic, I just new this could be chaotic. But I heard it, and it’s fine. Our vices can turn into virtues... someday in the future. What about my chocolate addiction? Yes... someway it fulfils that "missing".
Just a Tuesday... like every Tuesday in our lives.”

Airports, I love airports.

Pre-note: I'm so sorry it took so long again. I was swimming back into my "past-present" life so there was no free time to paste this little note since I was at Heathrow. And I have plenty of books to read... Yes it's ironic, too much to read and so much to write. Enjoy and the playlist will come soon. I have to say there's something great from Louis Armstrong I've got with a present. Yes, it's time to confess, I fell... I've got an Ipod as a present (if you remember I said I wasn't needing that little "crapy" thing). So let me see what's inside. I wish my old personal (beloved) DJ was there to fulfil it... Let's discover. So happy rest of the week!

XOXOXO
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Airports. I love airports. There’s a lot to think and to say about them. A lot of things are happening, many lives are coming over, some arrive, some depart... It’s like a mass cultural concentration. So the positive side is when I realized I even got my favourite type of water, or the place where I buy music and DVDs, or the place where I like to sit avoiding the inevitable long wait.

Then people appear. It’s just amazing to think about all people getting through a door and their lives are completely different. Some are working, some are in holidays, some have to do it because they have to leave, they’ve got a problem, they’re going to give a surprise… I think the concentration of possibilities at an airport is endless.

Some people are amazing wearing their “daily” clothes. People from the Russian church for example or Jewish people or African people. For me this is amazing mostly because I belong to the so called “occidental culture” so unless I’m visiting some small town in México (far from the city) or unless some special date occur, it’s very difficult to experience such kind of cultural “cat walk”. I’m amazed about the colours or the way they fix their hair. Languages… well languages are part of my favourites, but the physical part gives you a little taste to your imagination. Then I wonder how life could be there, where they live, or how is the society going. And the most interesting or funny thing is that maybe for them is absolutely normal… I guess.

So that’s what I would call the A side, where things sound interesting and amazing.

But, what about the other side? B sides. They are not always as good compilations of those musicians we love. No, no, no. It’s not even a bit close to it, when you talk about waiting for hours because you have a connection (my case) or when your flight is delayed… or because you lost your flight. So many ways for certainly not enjoying your trip… I also came to the idea that airports are the pyramid of consumption. You can buy everything, from food ‘til those sparkling and expensive crystals that personally I find no useful purpose in the way, like when you buy a colourful crystal parrot… what for?! Well, but that was not the point. The point is that you can spend your money, but such a reason, of collecting so many different cultures, is not even giving back to you a 30% of it… in some cultural way. Beside the cultural catwalk, of course.

I think when you have to walk or wait for such a long time, then why not to create some activities that fulfil your mind with some interesting information? What about a gallery or what about some special place where you can find all the information related to your destination? And I’m not talking about go and get your Lonely Planet guide, no. Those guides are very useful and helpful but different. I’m talking about a place where you can also pay (as everything at the airport) but to get a different service not related to the consumption of “goods”. Something like a place where you can get a video with the spotlights of your destination, a bit history a bit multimedia but interactive. Those, made in some way for each person, because students or director’s budgets are never the same. Or what about a quiet place for reading and listening music? So many things... Maybe the quiet places belong to those special halls for the golden clients or silver clients (or cow clients!) Or whatever the airlines use to call their “distinguished people”.

I think there’s a lot to improve the context of airports' life. There are so many interesting things that can be applied and maybe one fine day in the future, they will think that business can be walking by the hand of culture as well.

Back from the Beautiful Oasis

I’m here, I’m not here… A lot of compromises, a lot of things at the “to do” list. I’m exhausted, I’m over quota, and my body suffers a strike between my soul and… my body. My friend has called yesterday and it is the same.

I think this is like the notes “post mortem”. Well, then this is like my note after my holidays. You just land and all things that must be done, completed or attended, e v e r y t h i n g needs time but you. And I tell them to wait for me; I give to the formula 2/4 day studying, ¼ sleeping and the other ¼ doing stupid things like worrying about everything that “must be done”.

Then our mountain is not that easy, because all those laughs and silly thoughts have to turn into precise actions and words and letters… People are waiting for me at the other side of the “river” and I’m excited but scared. Maybe you understand me, when you leave home to plan your “greatest escape” and you realize you want to be everywhere, but to settle down but to travel a lot. Is this the “going down the hill” of 20's? When you have to make the structure for the next decade, but you just don’t want to leave all the “benefits” of “youth” and silly times… Yes adult’s life. I think it’s calling me since long time ago and it is a bit tough to deal with things that should be done, and things “I would like to do”. But I’m not regretting, I think I've done a lot of things and what could be the next stamp in my passport? I don’t want to stop travelling, but I have to make some arrangements with my “bookkeepers” and this means some-things-should-be-done.

So I told my friend to attend everything that has to be attended and not desperate, even inviting all those people claiming his attention. Instead of waiting for some business phone calls, to get started calling -now- by himself. This is to face everything and not losing every single minute you could improve this kind of management. Then, to relax and feel and enjoy the little free time he has, because this is our business, life. Personal and professional things sometimes can’t be delayed, no matter how stressed or tired we are. They’re not asking, they are just there to be immediately done. So let’s face it… We have to attend and for sure rewards will be better when we look back and suddenly have one less thing, disturbing the calm.

Jumping into the river, sometimes is fun, sometimes is duty. What else are we here for?

14/07/73

Today was an awful long day. Love was caught and we have no idea where he could be. The woman at the cafeteria told us he was there every morning, drunk and having breakfast. He’s got some “new friends” and seems he was gambling and destroyed. Russians never forget and they put the services off. Now we are looking after him and the way we can free him. So many debts, I would never imagine he was such a guy. He was mom’s “favourite child”, let’s see if we can get out of the mud not so dirty.

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