Monday, August 30, 2010

Milena Velba Freestream

Turku 2010 - Part


Food (and beer)

The first impression is the food. You eat every hour and a half, lunch, snack, lunch, snack, dinner, snacks. Lousy food. Lunch is still acceptable salmon and potatoes. The creative salads but you soon learn not to risk it, curiosity is punished by the taste. The adventure dinner instead, are the remains of the meal mixed and crushed (literally). Maybe even pre-chewed, who knows.
They will use the same technique with the fruit of the dining room on the second day the dessert is a fluorescent orange jelly. We believe it is the canned fruit salad made by the day before and we have chopped propinano with whipped cream.
Thankfully there are breakfast, even if I lose the last few days, my biorhythms moves forward, alive at night. And luckily there are night snacks, sandwiches and salad, accompanying perfect with beer. The first night they buy 240 cans (I will buy many more, at least a hundred more), plus wine and whiskey. People begin to gather over the hill to drink. I'm shy - I hate it.


Sauna time
The opening comes on, with the pool. Vinco shyness with the game and hands, as a scout, as always.
There is a group of girls in the sauna, we laugh together following the instructions of a Russian wife of a professor who only speaks Dutch, teaches us that we have to be naked in the sauna, dry, her hair covered, while her husband teaches rituals beyond beating children with birch branches. Perhaps seeing naked
the first evening frustrated with tree branches helped tune.

And then there's the pool with the boys inside. We play a sort of one point five steps, only without the 5 steps, and without the point. It goes on forever, boys against girls. I am always in, call me tomboy, but with respect.
pool and sauna, swimming pool and sauna. Expect this ritual throughout the day, every day, we missed free in the afternoon we spent in the center.
The pool is frozen, there are hours. Until ten o'clock on Monday until midnight on Tuesday and Wednesday to play, until two o'clock on Friday. When I leave I have no skin in the hands, we have so many bruises that there seems picchino. Inside we're all enemies, we laugh a lot out (or not, the first day are flown chairs, including speeches by political and liters of Alcohol).
remember:
- the feeling of skin after a sauna liscissima
the first day - when we decided it was better to be all in a sauna, but was micro-and female sauna because it was the only one with on / off, and we were all in utter those three steps, and there was a crazy Finn who knew every word of every song stupid in every language, and threw water every 5 seconds. We cooked screamed mercy, fled into the icy pool. Damn that Sam gave him the rope.
- odors. the smell of bread when you pour the beer in the sauna, the scent of birch

I'm on vacation, I will not go away.

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