I am also about to take a trip, a short one this time at least distance wise, to Buenos Aires and as Juan put it today, I will also enter the "5th stage" of my life. The last four, in retrospective have been great. This time I am a bit scared tough, this is the first time I am entering alone--and without any concreted projects, without even being sure I want to do it.
Anyways, let me tell you how the festivities are going so far!
I had a very cool saturday: which started with coffee at the cupula with cori, getting our nails done, a long and happy lunch at the mercado de puerto--ali abi filmed it we will edit a bit then show you! we came back to cupula took a short nap, say good-bye to ali abi, drank mate, woke up and left for Herb´s house, to prepare the super party (we: cori, javier´s friend surfer lorena who came from punta del este, alicia my friend who works at a publishing house). While me and cori re-decorated-shopped-and I even baked a cake which is a story to tell you in person for you to ask me how come i did not have a nervous breakdown-, lore and alicia left with alicia´s beagle for pinar to bring me juana and javi´s music equipment for the party.
I had planed on going shopping and buying me this awesome dress by an argentinean designer but with all the corre-corre I ran out of time, but thank god it was hot enough to ware my furstenberg dress--over my jeans, yes, just like "a doorman´s wife--with snake skin stillettoes, no time for make up, ding dong, first guests arrive!
I had invited all my friends in this town: titi of course and her brother and her best friend who lives in paris, alicia and the chicks from the gym, Juana and her father, mauro-mechi-mauricio-Mattiolis and the DJ Irish from the radio team, Eldin the carpinter, Alex and George, my neighbors from the cupula, friends from Pedrera. Plus other good friends and everybody´s significant others.
Slowly but surely around 23:30 almost everyone was there. We had made sangria and ice tea, pizzas that my neighbor guate did, some dips and chips, and the cake! DJs irish and davich were in charge of the music and we were dancing, chatting, and opening the door mostly. I was nervous, all night long I thought something was going to go wrong ---and it did, my phone got stolen--and as I decided I was not going to be drunk in my birthday party, I did not even had a glass of sangria, I was totally aware of everything (mid-day drunkeness was way gone by that time)
It was great untill later, people had a good time I think, my invitee´s arrival made me super happy, I got great presents, and most of all I realized that they all liked me and are going to miss me when I am not around, as much as I am going to miss them and that is a great feeling.
The deal with the phone is very weird and I still cannot imagine who is "low enough to rob the birthday girl?" I have sime ideas but no proof, and 48 hours later I dont care. I already cursed the individual in all the languages I can speak!
Sunday we walked in the antique fair and found a great tile for my collection! Then had lunch with corina at some sort of yacht club. I left corina with mauro and cabbed javier´s equipment to his house in pinar, got there, said hi, and thought would offer me to have mate with him or something, instead, he told me that he was with someone! I was like, I quote "even that dork is able to find someone to be with, and it is my birthday and after cleaning and all, losing my phone, being sad for leaving, etc i dont have anyone even to take me back home!" I was mad/sad, I am not sure. I took my last trip in a bus from pinar crying, which up until that point, I was being so good, I held my tears when I blow the candles at my party, when i could not find my phone, when you called me sunday morning, but that goodbye was too cold to bare. (ok fine, you were right, he does not have any common courtesy or education)
I love crying though, makes me feel so much better, and I used the opportunity and cried for everything that made me sad...for 56 minutes exactly! When I got out of the bus, I felt better, but in the cab when I saw my cupula I shed a couple more for her. Mauro and Cori came quickly and I was much better, chatting with them, cooking whatever I had home, listening to bossanova. Cori left with the buque of 1 am, I slept.
I woke up to a great first unemployed day! It is a new feeling, it does not feel like you are vacationing because you know you are not, but you dont really have to do anything either and feels empty, yet attractive. I thought of catching some sun and reading, but I felt guilty for being abnoxioustly bon-vivant and prepared my suitcase, cleaned up a bit and left to say goodbye to last group, buying something for orhan, etc. I did all that, and called Juan as he told me while leaving my party that we should see each other before I go.
We met later when I finished all my arrands, and ready to relax. I walked to his house, picked him up (literally ;) ) and we went to cupula so that he would see a great sunset from there. I like talking to him, because he is very wise and i really want to know him better (which I hope to get to soon)because he also has a very interesting life. Over greentea we talked for, I dont know how much time, looked at pictures, listen to music, talked more, then his alarm sounded--I felt as I was in therapy, "time is up lady, gotta go!"-- and he left. He had to go and babysit. The sunset was horrible too, non existant.
I did not check email all day and had to write to you so here I am, in my ´hoods ciber cafe. Before I started my letter, I was not sure, I was considering whether or not I want to leave tonight or tomorrow. I decided. I am leaving tonight, it is stupid to pull the bandaid slowly!
The festivities will continue in Buenos Aires as planned. Tomorrow night dinner with Orhan abi, and coricim. Wedneday: a short rest, maybe! Thursday work work work. Friday is the big party he is planing already for both of us! Will write you more on friday!
All i wanted to tell you really was to thank you for this great first 4 stages of my life. I hope you enjoyed the show as much as I did, and are ready for a fantastic fifth one! Seni cok cok cok seviyorum.
opucuks,
asli
PS: Surprise: Jenry wrote me for my birthday?
PS 2: That chocolate cake on the picture was made by me with cacoa from your favorite store--Ghirardelli's--, all from scratch, against all the odds--making it was a mess and my friend Fernanda sat on it minutes before we served it to everybody! it was so funny!
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