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Weltmeisterschaft (WM).
The 3rd Germany game was an intriguing event.
We, office people, party animals that we are, went to the acclaimed hockeyDOM, making stress on the name: DOM - dome, yes, the hockey dome. What does that sound like? To me, it sounds like a huuuge hockey-arena-looking place, that is enormous and fun and cold right? Perfect for watching a game in a very hot summer day. NEIN! It was this crappy room with (very cool I must admit) puff sofas and ONE tiny bar. Man, we were scammed!!!
Obviously... we left. We went to this event area-bar-biergarten-concert hall-club called backstage, quite cool. The odd part is that this german people.... DON'T CHEER!!! I guess only the people that actually go to the stadiums cheer all the time. This germans, with all their supportive attire (shirts, scarfs, hats, horns...what not?) still did not cheer enough, at least to what I am used to.
The best part was that I, obviously, was dressed to the occasion... from now on, I am to be adressed as Lulu, die Köningin von Deutschland! jijijiji.
After the game, since this place is sort of a club, they started playing (the worst ever) music fromt he 80's, so, us, party animals from the office, started dancing and jumping around, specially me OF COURSE!! The guy that takes pics for the social web pages was much entertained by my enthusiasm! jijiji In any case, all of us were on the dance floor and we left like at midnight. This was a weekday, and for scientists this is quite a social outing, I am proud of us :D
On the way home, everybody was yelling and honking their horns, people wearing german flag skirts and capes (much like mine :D).
The game yesterday (sunday 27th) was waaaaay better. I had the genius idea to watch the game at the olympiastadion (olympic football stadium). Some people didn't turn up: I have to work and what not, yeah, on a sunday, on football sunday!! Others showed up late, very late. We sat on the sun side of the stadium and two of the people were too hungover to sit there, so they moved infront with a terrible view, but shielded from the meanness of the solar deliciuos direct light! Poor casjen stayed in the sun and now he looks like a very blond shrimp jijiji, poor thing.
Here, the crowds were more enthusiastic, they cheered, chanted, waved their flags, yelled... the whoooole shabang! I loooooooved it, I was waving my german flag like a bavarian blond in my dirndl and ten beer in my hands!, It was a lot of fun and the victory was masterful...true, the referee robed England of one gol, but 4-2 still goes to awesome Deutschland!
Afterwards, we went to the englischer garten, found the mexicans, got a beer and started cheering. We all know how that played out. Of course, and with good reason, I'm terribly sad and hating "a los #$%#$%4 pibes" more than ever, but now... I will rejoice in the apalling german victory and crushing shame of Argentina :D, yeah... I don't care for them that much.
Still... Viva Mexico y arriba la selección!
P.S.- On my way home, I fell on the street, yet again, at 23:00 and had a bleeding leg for the rest of the way to my room... genius

world cup madness

The world cup has started (as EVERYBODY knows of course!!!) and I looooooove it! For the opening game, México vs Southafrica, I had plans with the München mexicans to go watch it at the Englischer garten: huge screen, good weather, lots of people...perfect plan. My supervisor had other ideas. She kept me in her office until 4.30 pm!!!! (game was at 4 pm) in a neverending, nowhere-going meeting about atomic structure refinement. Finally she took pity in me, cuz regardless of her asian origin, she loves football (or futbol, NOT soccer) and beer :D. So I finally got there (ripped my white pants trhough the butt in the way) and started cheering: Lucy-Fan surfaced and she is mean, violent and talks harsher than a sailor! I looove Lucy-Fan :D The match wasn't that great, but still, not too bad. Then I went to change clothes and came back for the France game, that I watched with my french entourage (my french friends) and I was called a blood traitor by a bolivian cuz I was cheering against a latinamerican country (that wasnt argentina) and that, well, is treason as he truthfully said.. idiot. On sunday I went to Olympia stadion for the Germany game, it's genius to watch a game in a stadium but... on a screen!! jajaja it's quite funny, I must admit. Then, well, I kept close watch to the other games and all, and thursday... all of us mexicans got together in studentstadt and rooooocked it there! Lucy-Fan made a visit again and it was like we were all in the Azteca!!! we chased (merely by enthusiastic cheering and chanting) a couple of french guys sporting ribery and malouda jerseys... jijij, suuuuuckers! Of course, my entourage, that was pestering me all week to watch the game together, didn't really want to see me that night, but still, I saw juju and his visiting friend (which wasn't nice at all) and we still rocked it with tequila in french territory :D, now juju has style or what? The rest of the games have tooootally sucked! Then we had the other México game and I cannot believe we LOST against URUGUAY!!!! and now we have to face Argentina... again!!, man I hate them! I was also very surprised at France's results, not nice, not nice at all, but thanks Malouda for their only world cup gol, sort of helped us pass! :D Tonight we (office people) go to the hockey dome for the germany game, we'll see how that turns out! I hope germany passes!

Alpine Hiking

After a lot of convincing from my friends, I decided that maybe it wasn´t suicide to go hiking with them to the alps... they did promiss to take care of me :D So I went. It all started at 9.30 am on saturday when Juju came to my door banging like a maniac. I was so upset, who comes to my room at this ungodly hour on a saturday? oh yeah, we are going hiking!!!; but see, this happens when you come back at 6 am from student-festival-partying the night before. We finally met the others and took to the southern roads of germany, God bless the autobahn with no speed limit. After some time and disentions with dear old Tom Tom (GPS), we made it to Füssen, where the Neuschwanstein castle is, this is the castle that Ludwig ll (the crazy one that ended up in the river upside down cuz he "commited suicide") built to make it appear like sleeping beauty's castle (that disney tooootally copied and has it as cinderella's castle). We walked around the tiny town and went up to the castle area, hiked in the surrounding mountains, had a beer (obviously) and then went into the castle. As some of you already know, I had been to this castle already, and I hiked up to it through the woods along the very safe path these nice bavarian people have built, but this time we kept going up the mountain. Amazing views, toooootally recommended!. Then we hurried to the first lidel we could find to get some provisions, then we went to the hostel and had a BBQ until 5.30 (second night in a row for me!!!) It was very nice, drank some casillero del diablo that even french people liked!!! what up? jiji. Somehow, I ended up lying on some field with gorgeous white, yellow and purple flowers watching the sunrise. On sunday we went to this other town close to the hostel and hiked up, needless to say... I WAS DYING!! but it was toootally worth it. We got to some fake man-made lake, that was quite nice, and had picnic lunch there, then a beer (obviously) and headed back down for the way home. All of this took like.. almost 5 hours. THe chocoadventrue of the trip was that somehow, my glasses (the dark ones that have graduated lenses) fell into the river!!! Super Juju had to go in and get them for me! jijiji, nice man Juju. We finally made it home cooooompletely worn down. Still I went out for a ride with Rox and while I was trying to get to the Allianz arena, I got tooooootally lost, of course, and had to find my way back home before it got dark (at 10 pm!!!!). All in all, an amazing weekend.

eurotip: BUDAPEST

This past weekend was a holiday in germany, and one of my friends was like: so Lucy, what up? wanna go to Budapest? and well, you know me: OF COURRRRRRSEEEEEEE!!
so on we go, a japanese (Marie), a brazilian (Gustavo), a german (Andreas), an italian (Lore) and me (just to add flavor and spice :D) we took to the roads and drove to the east.
First we stopped in Wien and got toootally ripped off while trying to eat a wiener snitzel, it was just fried chicken and tiny! but Wien is always beautiful.
In Budapest, it took us foooorever to find the hostel, cuz between the two steps that separated Andreas from the door, he managed to forget the map and directions :D. But anyway, we found it just fine in the end.
The hostel was more like a flat that someone just rents out by rooms of several people, it was quite nice, we had neighbors from rumania and some hunky dudes that were in Budapest for a metalica concert, YES! you read it right! I found out the next day of the concert! aaaarrggghhhh!!! >(
So, thursday night, we met István (marie's friend from high school) and he took us out for dinner and we ate traditional hungarian food, it was so delicious!
On friday we just went around the city and to a thermal bath. The place looked like a little castle.
After a while, marie and I satrted people watching (mostly guys of course), and wow, how many wierd people there are, and from everywhere, there were several groups of french old dudes (and as always, next to me, french follows me everywhere), people from USA, the bleached-bitchy-blond-cougar with the not so hot old dude, the cute black guy, nirvana guy (he looked like kurt cobain was his idol or something), and so on, it was very funny. Nirvana-guy started talking to us but when our entourage (the guys :D) came back, he sort of went away and just stared at us from across the pool. Creepy.
Then we went for dinner to a sports restaurant, very cool. Then we found a tarantino party with very cheap beer, so awesome as well. Afterwards we went to a club that had several dancing rooms, and basements, and bars and well... you get the idea... cool :D we danced til they kicked us out at 430 am :D
On sat we finally left the hostel at like... 3pm and the weather was teeeerrible, we walked around, crosssed the danube, went up to the castle and around. then we went into a cafe shop that was very cool, and drank hot chocolate and ate pizza.
Then we finally got back and got ready to go out. We went to a cool basement-sports-bar. Then everybody went back to the hostel, but lore and I went to an irish pub... it was filled with creeps!!! the pub was cool, but the people there were wierd beyond measure. We made a friend that would've liked either of us jajaja
On sunday, we walked around a little more, went to buy some traditional hungarian schnapps and headed back.
Budapeset is an awesome city, has something fun, interesting or cool to offer at every turn. The people are very nice and helpful. Me like it!

Bailar

Ahí estaba ella, ligeramente apoyada en el poste a la entrada del metro. Vestido negro, escote bajo – ah, qué bien se ve, como me gusta esta mujer– pensé.

– Una bella chica esperando por mí, no pasa muy a menudo. Te ves muy bien Cris.

– Gracias Óscar, siéntete libre de ver – me contestó dejando escapar una risita de adolescente que me provocó un cosquilleo en la piel.

– Los demás ya están ahí.

– Ah, perfecto. Me muero de ganas de bailar – me dijo.

– Que bueno, me gusta bailar contigo.

Sí que me gustaba bailar con ella. Sincronizar mi cuerpo entero al ritmo del continuo y preciso contoneo de sus caderas. Cristina es una mujer que sabe bailar.

Después de ese halago, me regaló una de sus dulces sonrisas, claramente interesada en mí. Me gusta la sensación y la seguridad que proporciona el saber que una mujer, y una mujer como Cris, está dispuesta a estar con uno.

Finalmente llegamos al antro y los demás ya habían entrado, así que pasamos por seguridad y encontramos a nuestro grupo. Inmediatamente noté que una chica nueva estaba en nuestra mesa. Se veía bien. Traía el pelo largo, suelto y ondulado; con labios gruesos y bien definidos. La sonrisa de Cris se me hace más deseable, pero esta chica nueva sí que se veía bien.

– ¡Hola! Soy Óscar, ¿Cómo te llamas? – le pregunté.

– Sofía, ¿Qué tal?

Estuvimos charlando la noche entera.

Pasada una hora, noté que Cris caminaba junto a mí. Un hombre la llevaba de la mano hacia la pista de baile. Cris adora bailar y lo hace bien. Disfruto mucho bailar con ella. Es la segunda vez que lo menciono ¿verdad?

Regresé a mi conversación con Sofía. Me platicaba acerca de un libro de arte. Cris lee muchísimo, ¡por diversión! Ella lee todo tipo de libros, le encanta la fantasía y aventuras para niños. Yo leo bastante. Me gusta la novela histórica y ciencia ficción. Cris lee mucho.

Así pasé gran parte de la noche. Cuando me despedí de Sofía, me acerqué lentamente rozando su mejilla hasta encontrar sus jugosos labios. ¡Qué delicia!, de verdad que sí. Lo mejor es que el truco funciona: deslizar la cara por un costado, lenta y suavemente. Le enseñé a Cris esta técnica pues ella no tiene la más mínima idea de cómo coquetear a propósito y pues le pasé algo de mi sabiduría. Somos buenos amigos. Me pregunto si ya ha probado ese movimiento con alguien, tal vez con el hombre con el que bailaba. Cierta parte de mí fuertemente desea que no.

Después de que Sofía se marchó, regresé a la mesa y me encontré con la mirada fija de Cris. Sonreía pero la alegría de su boca no tocaba sus ojos. Espero no me haya visto besar a la chica nueva. Ella se volvió y siguió bailando alegremente.

Cris y yo somos amigos pero no quiero que me vea besando a alguien más.

Durante el resto de la noche siguió bailando con aquel fulano. Cuando quería acercarme a ella, solamente me sonreía y volvía con él. No tuve más oportunidad de hablar o bailar con Cris. Tenía muchas ganas de bailar con ella. Cris baila muy bien. Tercera vez ¿verdad?

Bueno, después de un rato, él se le acercaba cada vez más y ella se apartaba sutilmente. Me volteó a ver con una mirada suplicante y me acerqué. Inmediatamente le dijo al hombre que ya se tenía que marchar y me tomó de la mano. Al fin entendí el mensaje. La tomé por la cintura y nos alejamos rápidamente. Unos pasos después, se detuvo y me dio las gracias.

– Parto, Óscar. Estoy muy cansada, me voy a casa.

– Pero, ¿cómo? Todavía no es muy tarde y no hemos tenido oportunidad de bailar.

– Lo siento de verdad, he bailado toda la noche y estoy cansada. Gracias por la invitación, me he divertido muchísimo. Tus amigos son increíbles.

Hablaba con una sonrisa bizarra y tenía los ojos brillantes. Se dio media vuelta y su mano escapó de la mía. Me tomó unos segundos comprender lo que pasaba.

La seguí fuera del antro. Ya estaba a media cuadra cuando la vi. Me acerqué corriendo y llamándola. Se dio vuelta mirándome directamente a los ojos. Se veía tan bella con ese vestido negro.

A veces siento que tiene una sonrisa especial para mí y me encanta. Sin embargo, me sonrió y no hallé rastro alguno de tan especial curvatura en sus labios, ¿a dónde se fue?, ¿por qué no está ahí mi sonrisa? Me le quedé mirando, nada cambió. Así estuvimos alrededor de un minuto, o tal vez una eternidad.

Se volvió de nuevo y comenzó a caminar. Intenté detenerla y abrazarla

– Cris, ¡espera!, ¿Qué pasa?

Tenuemente se deslizo lejos de mi alcance. Cris siempre es sutil y suave al tacto, lo cual contrasta fuertemente con la torpeza de movimiento que padece. Siempre anda topando con muebles, tumbando las cosas, la ropa con gotas secas de café. Cris bebe cantidades industriales de café.

– Nada pasa, simplemente estoy cansada, bailé la noche entera ¿sabes? Y en bellísimos tacones altos.

Me sonrió, todavía sin rastro de aquella sonrisa mía que tanto me gusta. Cris gusta mucho de los zapatos altos. Tiene muchísimos. Me gusta como se ve cuando los trae puestos.

Me le quedé mirando. Que bellos ojos los suyos. Son grandes y almendrados, cafés, café chocolate, casi negros y enmarcados con pestañas de longitud impresionante.

Estaba hipnotizado por su mirada. Me acerqué para besarla y repentinamente se alejó, rompiendo el momento y mi abrazo. Como una ola de agua fría a la cara.

– Me has visto con Sofía, ¿no es verdad?

Me sonrió dulcemente, todo rastro de mi especial sonrisa completamente desvanecido.

– Nos vemos luego Óscar. Me voy a casa, estoy cansada.

Estaba cansada, había bailado toda la noche. Cris baila muy bien, me gusta bailar con ella. ¿Cómo?, ¿es la cuarta vez que lo menciono?

No volví a ver a la chica nueva. Cris no volvió a bailar conmigo.

Luz Obscura

Sentado a unos centímetros de mí

Eres tan diferente de quien yo pensé.

Una nueva luz reposa sobre tu persona

Luz que obscurece, luz que enseña,

Me muestra quien eres.

Volteo la mirada,

No logro apreciar la vista.

Demasiada neblina.

Te siento tan lejos,

¿A dónde te fuiste? No vuelvas,

Ya no tienes reservación en esta mesa.

Hay un lugar libre junto a mí.

¿Quién vendrá a sentarse en tu sitio vacante?

¿A dónde te fuiste?

Apaga la luz obscura

swiss tourism

So, on friday 30/04/2010 I embarqued in a quest: to see a lot of beautiful swizerland. So friday afternoon I went to zürich with mitfahren (like a carpool) with 2 very interesting guys. One, the one with the car, works at audi and has a girlfriend close to basel. He is 34 and a very nice and funny guy. The other one, also with a girlfriend in basel, has 32 and works at a software company that makes chips for the cars, so aaaaalso very very cool. Very interesting conversation and we made it to Zürich in a little more than 2 hours: THANK YOU AUTOBAHN! In Zürich, my friend Gwen cooked and cooked and I ate and ate. On saturday we went to Zug and Wädenswill to do some tourism, it was very very nice, such pretty landscape. On Sunday, we picked up some of Gwen's new friends and went to..... LIECHTENSTEIN!!! how about that? It's a tiny country (principality) between switzerland and austria. The only alpine country with the totality of its territory inside the alps.... of course, it's so tiny they have no choice jijiji.

Sunday evenigng we picked up our friends coming in from Japan to the status meeting. Monday, after Juju got to Zürich, we started our trip to Rigi Kulm (top of some mountain around the Luzern lake) We got there and the place was so beautiful, we all went for a walk in the mountain, there was still some snow around, IN MAY, awesome right? The hotel was very nice and very fancy, they gave us delicious food and very good strong coffee, they had mini swiss chocolates all over the place (Gwen got a stomach ache). On tuesday the presentations started.

Everybody presented what they have been doing for the past three months in their respective internships. Some were interesting, others very messy, other plain boring, others very funny. Of course mine was funny, not so much interesting nor complicated jijiji It was very tiring, so at night we all drank with our supervisors and invited proffesors jiji. The only really bad thing was that the weather was bad, the clouds descended cuz it was raining on the lake, and well, at 1800m we were INSIDE the cloud, it was very very different for me. Bad and good at the same time. At least we didn't miss out on awesome hiking tours for having presentations :D Tuesday we went back down from the mountain and everybody went their own way. Juju, Gwen and I went to Luzern and there we met my friend Marie-Éve from Canada, she is is living there now. We walked around the city and went for some beers. Luzern is awesome and they have sooooo many swans. Then we went to Lausanne for the rock fest. In the way we stoped for some mountain hiking, my first ever! It was very cool. Of course I fell and got mud all over my jeans, but it was great :D We got to Lausanne and to the hostel, they had sangrias waiting for us, so of course, I loved them already jijiji. Then we went to a park near by for a BBQ dinner. It was delicious and fun. They had free beer (for everybody) and some Jäggermeister (only for VIP, so of course I conviced some guys to give me some, I loooove Jägger). Needless to say, we made friends and we were very happy about it jiji On the way to the Rock fest, I felt the necesity to attend to my bodily functions, so I went into the woods for some bladder evacuation and LOST MY CAMERA. So sad, so there are no pics of the rock fest :( , but it was awesome. They had more than 20 bands, like 4 stages, DJ's, the whole shabang! they went all out. It was very very cool. I went into the slam and fell (obviously), then I see this arm pulling me: Gwen saving me from being crushed to death. He started saying something and I tooootally ignored him and went back in the slam.... and fell again jijiji. He saved me once more and wouldn't let me back in.... the little B*** (:D). There was also a sumo fight and all. Fun fun fun. On saturday, Juju decided he needed some more rest, but Gwen and I went to the city rally. It was fun. We got a bunch of strangers to take a group pic with our group infront of a fountain, also we crammed 8 people into a phone booth. Then we went to the sports part of the event. We had a kayac race, that we won... of course. It was the only one jajaja, the rest we totally sucked at. Then they gave us free beer yet again jiji. Went looking for my camera and guess what... we FOUND IT!!! Then we went back to the hostel and got ready for the night party It was swiss night with fondue. It was soooo delicious and fun. We ate, drank, danced, drank, ate, drank, danced.. you get the idea. All of a sudden they started giving out free alcohol. To sumarize, I have a bottle of olmeca (very cheap) tequila in my room as a souvenir from that alcohol giving spree. So nice these swiss people :D Sunday we went to the olympic museum and to evian with a boat ride. That was very nice, but the weather started to get bad again, so it was very cold in the lake. After we got back, we drove back to Zürich and then Juju and I back to München. All in all, it was an awesome 10-day-tour this swiss adventure. I toooootally recomend this country for visiting, every corner of it has something beautiful to offer.

How long should I stay?

He kept on sleeping,
deeply breathing next to me.
How long should I stay?
open the window for air?
I don't want to wake him with my movement

So kind he is, such gentle touch
The contact of his fingers with my skin is electrifying
How long should I stay?
maybe I should sneak out through the bathroom

His voloptous lips covering mine
gives me the sense of flying
Unable to keep my feet grounded
So young he puts his entire soul in one soft kiss
How long should I stay?
Should I say goodbye or simply smile?

He keeps the blankets warm
his arms lock me so close to his chest,
moving slowly to the rythm of his breathing
the urge of fleeing invades me, why?

kind and gentle boy,
I must leave you soon.
How long should I stay?