<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:23:48.180+02:00</updated><category term='1 year'/><category term='beach'/><category term='poland'/><category term='brian laudrup'/><category term='common dinner'/><category term='all stars'/><category term='gdansk'/><category term='armin'/><category term='vitus bering'/><category term='jesus birthday'/><category term='gin summer nights'/><category term='dublin'/><category term='easter'/><category term='a lifetime'/><category term='summer'/><category term='barbecue'/><category term='engineer inside'/><category term='denmark'/><category term='family'/><category term='new year'/><category term='bristol'/><category term='life after erasmus'/><category term='germany'/><category term='rock im park'/><category term='horsens'/><category term='silkeborg'/><category term='adp'/><category term='italian buffet'/><category term='friends'/><category term='white party'/><category term='karolina'/><category term='kamtjatka'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='krakow'/><category term='valencia'/><category term='common kitchen'/><category term='70s party'/><category term='bavarian dinner'/><category term='aalborg'/><category term='porto'/><category term='graduation day'/><category term='esbjerg'/><category term='freshman trip'/><category term='movie'/><category term='paris'/><category term='beach volleyball'/><category term='last day'/><category term='lisboa'/><category term='portugal'/><category term='elena birthday'/><category term='p3'/><category term='carnival'/><category term='erasmus'/><category term='vitus vikings'/><category term='international day'/><category term='paella dinner'/><category term='ribe'/><category term='copenhagen'/><category term='snow'/><category term='skagen'/><category term='nürnberg'/><category term='camille'/><title type='text'>1 year, a lifetime</title><subtitle type='html'>ERASMUS in Horsens, Denmark 2006/2007</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-8756053769639481726</id><published>2008-03-27T14:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:58:45.657+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after erasmus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gdansk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bristol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valencia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A vida depois de ERASMUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Olá a todos! Já lá vai um tempo desde que escrevi algo ao estilo dos bons velhos tempos em forma de diário, algo que não inclua textos filosóficos e vídeos melancólicos. Hoje vou dar-vos a conhecer o meu passado recente, o presente e um pouco do futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGEdtYCiI/AAAAAAAAApI/i4f8YHgmJRI/s1600-h/_DSC01295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGEdtYCiI/AAAAAAAAApI/i4f8YHgmJRI/s200/_DSC01295.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242469984078370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Alguns podem pensar (ou talvez não) "como é a vida depois de ERASMUS?". A resposta provavelmente varia de pessoa para pessoa. A maioria volta para o seu país depois da sua experiência ERASMUS, outros t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;entam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; expandir as suas aventuras fora de portas ficando no seu país de acolhimento ERASMUS ou migrando para outras paisagens; alguns acabam as suas vidas académicas e começam as suas vidas profissionais, enquanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;que mais uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; vez a maioria continua o seu semestre seguinte como estudantes. Provavelmente nunca se ouve falar acerca de algumas pessoas que conhec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;emos, mas com a maioria dos amigos que fizemos, o contacto será diário, semanal, mensal, e por aí em diante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGDttYCeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8dBfU3xjDWM/s1600-h/_DSC05779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGDttYCeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/8dBfU3xjDWM/s200/_DSC05779.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242457099176418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Depois dos "espero ver-te em breves", grande parte dos ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ASMUS marcam encontros um pouco por toda a Europa e mundo. Depois de algum tempo "na vida real", é possível ver como cada um se comporta fora daquele mundo único de ERASMUS, alguns como esperado, outros não tanto. Alguns de nós rapidamente seguem em frente após ERASMUS e guardam este período como uma memória distante que não faz parte das suas vidas presen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tes, enquanto outros sentem a sua falta diariamente sonhando que o tempo voltasse atrás até àquele dia em que se enfiaram num avião que os levaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; à sua experiência mais inesquecível que os mudaria para sempre. Relembram-se esses dias, fazem-se brindes em memória desses e dos tempos actuais, falam-se acerca das novidades e conhecem-se as cidades e as casas dos nossos amigos. Conhecem-se os seus pais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;, amigos, a sua vida nos seus países. Tudo volta atrás no tempo, num cenário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGENtYCgI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BXkzSqIehek/s1600-h/_DSC05791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGENtYCgI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BXkzSqIehek/s200/_DSC05791.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242465689111042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; diferente, mesmo que só por um ou alguns escassos dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A vida continua, não para um, mas para todos. De maneiras diferentes, claro. Que aconteceu depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; de ERASMUS? Seleccionem uma história e escolham o vosso destino. A Alice, o Luca Merolla (Liuke!) e a Agnieszka continu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;aram na Dinamarca, na Vitus Bering, agora mais integrados na vida académica Dinamarquesa que na vida ERASMUS propriamente dita; a aventura continua, mas de maneira diferente. O Friedl foi para a Irlanda, onde trabalhou durante alguns meses, estando agora de volta à Alemanha onde pretende trabalhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGD9tYCfI/AAAAAAAAAow/NTxV5jT88WQ/s1600-h/_DSC05789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGD9tYCfI/AAAAAAAAAow/NTxV5jT88WQ/s200/_DSC05789.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242461394143730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; assim como o Armin que arranjou uma nova casa e o seu primeiro emprego. O Luca Piccolo, a Meri, o Roman, os dois Micheles (o Michele "branco" ficou gravemente ferido durante uma visita a Horsens pós-ERASMUS, mas felizmente está recu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;perado), o Andrea, o Manel, a Patri, o Nacho, a Laura, o David (espanhol), a Aleksandra, a Chiara, a Zosia, o Marco, o Alberto, o Eneko, o Mitja, a Michalina voltaram para os seus países par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a acabar os seus cursos ("aqui é bom, mas não é a mesma coisa" - a maior parte deles dizem). A Marta Dorosz (Martusiu) e a Milena foram para França, para dar seguimento à sua vida académica em estilo, mas estão de volta à Polónia, com mais estudos para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGhdtYCjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wxmcAX-1eBo/s1600-h/_SL270293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGhdtYCjI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wxmcAX-1eBo/s200/_SL270293.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242968200284722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; completar. O Sebastien está de volta a França, arranjou um emprego, continua a dar-lhe, embora a sua namorada tenha ido um semestre para o Canadá e o tenha obrigado a ir visitar o país e os EUA! A Rute e a Marisa voltaram para Portugal. O Pierre está no País de Gales a continuar os seus estudos (o tecto da sua casa na Martinica foi pelos ares co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;m uma tempestade), mas infelizmente o tempo lá não é grande coisa e não dá para sentir o espírito ERASMUS. A Ania arranjou um emprego em Espanha mas após algumas semanas decidiu voltar para a Polónia. A Viktori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a voltou para a Hungria. O Jerome arranjou emprego na Arábia Saudita. O Thomas e o Stefan estão de volta à Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;emanha. A Sandra arranjou trabalho no seu país, a Eslovénia. A Myrto na Grécia, embora tenha bastantes s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;audades de Horsens. O George voltou para a Austrália, para onde os meus amigos Dinamarqueses Søren, Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lai e Jonas pensam ir como estuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ntes de intercâmbio. O Marcos Hurtado - El Niño Melon - está empregado em Espanha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGEdtYChI/AAAAAAAAApA/lCVsSN0VrC8/s1600-h/_DSC01280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGEdtYChI/AAAAAAAAApA/lCVsSN0VrC8/s200/_DSC01280.jpg" title="Porto" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242469984078354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; enquanto a sua namorada Helena continua na Polónia; visitam-se todos os meses, a solução temporária por enquanto. O Manuel e a Agne infelizmente não ficaram juntos, e o "tio" foi para os EUA, também para uma espécie de ERASMUS parte II, embora tenha ficado com saudades de Espanha (tal como qualquer espanhol) e tenha voltado para o seu país alguns meses depois. O Miquel e a Marta Zdrodowska vivem agora em Valência, onde ambos têm emprego. A Elena fez as malas de Itália e foi viver com o Ivan, que arranjou uma p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;osição como vendedor internacional, permitindo-lhe viajar pelo mundo; arranjaram um belo apartamento em Valência onde vivem juntos. O David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHP9tYCyI/AAAAAAAAArI/9tKYxKqK-7A/s1600-h/_CIMG0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHP9tYCyI/AAAAAAAAArI/9tKYxKqK-7A/s200/_CIMG0934.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243767064202018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (húngaro) foi para França onde ficou com a Camille durante alguns meses enquanto procura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;va um emprego no país; infelizmente não foi bem sucedido e teve de voltar para a Hungria; melhores dias virão. O Fernando está de volta a Espanha, ainda com a Vica, que esteve em Horsens, mas continua noutro país. A Katalyn e o Uldis estavam também juntos há algumas semanas atrás. Pelo que sei, o Matthieu e a Julie voltaram para França, embora não o possa confirmar. Os Vitus Vikings, com novas caras, continuam a chutar umas bolas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Eu? Arranjei uma namorada linda durante ERASMUS e passei um óptimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sG_ttYCtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/YPfrBesrLk4/s1600-h/_DSC06168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sG_ttYCtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/YPfrBesrLk4/s200/_DSC06168.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243487891327698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; semestre com ela e com a minha família em Portugal. A Karolina veio para Aveiro como estudante "free mover" (semelhante a ERASMUS, mas por conta própria) para frequentar um semestre na UA, após o nosso ano na Dinamarca. Uma vez que Aveiro ainda fica a uma certa distância, só nos víamos aos fins-de-semana e esporadicamente durante a semana. Estive, até à última semana, em estágio numa empresa de desenvolvimento de software no Porto e, depois de apresentar o meu trabalho em meados de Abril na minha universidade, terminarei o meu Mestrado Integrado em Engenharia Informática e Computação. A Karolina voltou para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; a Polónia para terminar os seus estudos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHANtYCuI/AAAAAAAAAqo/qEuQ-6-uhkM/s1600-h/_DSC06178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHANtYCuI/AAAAAAAAAqo/qEuQ-6-uhkM/s200/_DSC06178.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243496481262306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; eu estou numa espécie de férias. Algumas semanas na Polónia estão confirmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;as. Uma visita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; a Horsens, para reviver os bons tempos, está igualmente planeada. O que se segue? O tempo dirá. Entretanto, festas ERASMUS locais, vida ERASMUS local. Cada um o vive de forma diferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; cada um o desfruta igualmente de modo diferente, cada um teve o melhor ERASMUS possível. Eu certamente tive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;O ERASMUS mudou-nos a todos. É indiscutível. Alguns mais, outros menos. Sinto bastantes saudades desses tempos. Todos os pequenos pormenores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHA9tYCxI/AAAAAAAAArA/08-dkfT4OkU/s1600-h/_DSC06232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHA9tYCxI/AAAAAAAAArA/08-dkfT4OkU/s200/_DSC06232.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243509366164242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; diferentes lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;es, as festas, os amigos, as aulas, os ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;eiros, os jantares, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; liberdade, a responsabilidade, ir às 7h da manhã para o trabalho enquanto nevava e voltar às 17h e ter os meus amigos à espera. Tudo. A vida continua, as pessoas dizem. Continua, com certeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Voltei para a minha cidade, minha casa, minha família, após o meu último dia em Horsens. Seria um semestre diferente de todos os outros. Estava de volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHAttYCwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z8AEddymEaE/s1600-h/_DSC06202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHAttYCwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z8AEddymEaE/s200/_DSC06202.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243505071196930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; ao Porto não para estudar, mas para trabalhar, das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 9h às 18h todos os dias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; mas também com a Karolina por perto. A vida era diferente, de facto, e não particularmente fácil. Durante este tempo tive quatro encontros com amigos que fiz na Dinamarca. O primeiro em Novembro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; quando o Roman, a Milena, a Martusiu e a Zosia vieram visitar-me e à Karolina. Nunca tinha tido quatro raparigas polacas a dormirem em minha casa, nem tanta gente internacional por estas andanças. Aveiro e Porto, foi o que estas meninas e menino ficaram a conhecer de Portugal durante a sua estadia de aproximadamente cinco dias. Espero que tenham gostado, pois tenciono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; recebê-los por cá novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHANtYCvI/AAAAAAAAAqw/YFggpmJMoCY/s1600-h/_DSC06197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHANtYCvI/AAAAAAAAAqw/YFggpmJMoCY/s200/_DSC06197.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243496481262322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bristol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Próxima paragem: cidade da chuva? Da primeira vez que lá estive, sem dúvida, e a segunda não foi excepção. Bristol foi excelente. Visita ao "mate" Flip, que está a viver nesta cidade inglesa, acompanhado pela Karolina e Friedl. Fui apresentado à minha nova paixão: sushi, finalmente. Continua a ser interessante verificar que as meninas inglesas, mesmo num dia de Outono frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; e deveras ventoso, continuam a sair à noite de mini-saia/trapo a cobrir as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGyttYCsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tJTJ58cjVxw/s1600-h/_DSC06163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGyttYCsI/AAAAAAAAAqY/tJTJ58cjVxw/s200/_DSC06163.jpg" title="Bristol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243264553028290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; ancas, de modo a que possíveis candidatos as possam aquecer numa fase posterior da noite, depois de uns copos bem tomados. Foi  também a primeira vez que eu e o Friedl bebemos Guinness num copo de plástico...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ainda em Novembro, este foi o encontro com mais gente. Espanhóis, italianos, polacos, um francês e um português (quem será?), todos reunidos à volta de duas mesas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; cada uma com uma máquina de tirar finos self service. "Marabilha". Esta é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGittYCnI/AAAAAAAAApw/nhGcvmU_hEE/s1600-h/_DSC06098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGittYCnI/AAAAAAAAApw/nhGcvmU_hEE/s200/_DSC06098.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242989675121266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; a imagem que quero recordar deste encontro e aquela à que me vou agarrar. Os abraços, os sorrisos, os brindes e a satisfação em geral de estarmos reunidos em grupo após alguns meses separados daquele mundo que todos deixámos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ano Novo na cidade mais romântica do mundo, lá se diz. A comer "les crepes" e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; visitando os lugares que todos ouvimos falar. Um novo ano, novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; celebrado internacionalmente, numa cidade europeia, paixão incorporada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGydtYCrI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/R5HUwBge7Mw/s1600-h/_DSC06134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGydtYCrI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/R5HUwBge7Mw/s200/_DSC06134.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243260258060978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;É tudo por agora. Se tiverem planos de viagem, contactem-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mantenho-vos actualizados com as últimas notícias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Beijinhos e abraços de Portugal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life after ERASMUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGhttYCkI/AAAAAAAAApY/PSBOJKeenL4/s1600-h/_DSC06009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGhttYCkI/AAAAAAAAApY/PSBOJKeenL4/s200/_DSC06009.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242972495252034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hi everyone! It's been a while since I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wrote something old-times-diary style, other than posting philosophical texts and melancholic videos. Today I'll let you know about my recent past, the present and a bit about the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Many might wonder (or not) "how's life after ERASMUS?". The answer surely would vary from person to person. The majority of people return to their home country after their ERASMUS experience, some others try to extend their out of borders adventure by staying in their ERASMUS country or moving into different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; landscapes; some finish their academic life and start their professional life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGyNtYCqI/AAAAAAAAAqI/P9RR6jbfgkc/s1600-h/_DSC06133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGyNtYCqI/AAAAAAAAAqI/P9RR6jbfgkc/s200/_DSC06133.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243255963093666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; while once again the majority continues their following semester as students. You will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;probably never hear for the years to come about some of the people you met, but you will probably keep in touch with the majority of friends you made, everyday, weekly, monthly, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;After the "hope to see you soon's", most of the ERASMUS meet randomly across Europe or the rest of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;orld. After some time "in the real life", you are able to see how people behave outside of the unique world of ERASMUS, some doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; it as expected, others not quite so much. Some people quickly move on after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGx9tYCpI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zI84czt1mXw/s1600-h/_DSC06125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGx9tYCpI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zI84czt1mXw/s200/_DSC06125.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243251668126354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; ERASMUS and keep it as a distant memory which is not part of their present life, other miss it every single day wishing time would go back to that day, the single day when they got into that plane that would take them to the most amazing months they were about to experience and would change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; them forever. You remember old days, you make toasts in memory of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hose and the present times, you talk about what's going on and you see how your friends' citie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;s and houses look like. You might meet their parents, their friends, their homeland life. Everything comes back in time, in a different scenario, even if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; for just one or a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGidtYCmI/AAAAAAAAApo/3ey6MIMb0-I/s1600-h/_DSC06054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGidtYCmI/AAAAAAAAApo/3ey6MIMb0-I/s200/_DSC06054.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242985380153954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Life goes on, not for one, but for everyone. In different ways, that is. What happened after ERASMUS? Just pick a story and choose your destiny. Alice, Luca Merolla (Liuke!) and Agnieszka stayed in Denmark, in Vitus Bering, now more integrated in the Danish student life than in the ERASMUS life itself; still having the fun, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ut in a different way. Friedl went to Ireland, where he worked for some months, being now back in Germany where he intends to work, just like Armin which got a new house and his first job. Luca Piccolo, Meri, Roman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; both Micheles (the "white" Michele had a serious injury during a visit to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGxttYCoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ckaY2dM1z2Q/s1600-h/_DSC06110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGxttYCoI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ckaY2dM1z2Q/s200/_DSC06110.jpg" title="Valencia" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243247373159042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Horsens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; after ERASMUS, but fortunately he is now recovered - "ciao Bello!"), Andrea, Manel, Patri, Nacho, Laura, David (the Spanish one), Aleksandra, Chiara, Zosia, Marco, Alberto, Eneko, Mitja, Michalina went back to their home countries to finish their courses ("It's nice here, but it's not the same" - most of them say). Marta Dorosz (Martusiu) and Milena went to France, to proceed their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; academic life in style, but they are back in Poland now, more studying to do. Sebastien is back in France, got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a job, still rocking, although his girlfriend went to Canada and made him visit this country and USA! Rute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and Maris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a are back in Portugal. Pierre is also continuing his student life in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQttYC2I/AAAAAAAAAro/2K-0YOTYPCw/s1600-h/_DSC06569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQttYC2I/AAAAAAAAAro/2K-0YOTYPCw/s200/_DSC06569.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243779949103970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Wales (the roof of his house in Martinique flew over the Caribbean Sea after a storm), but unfortunately the weather is not so good and you can't really feel the ERASMUS spirit there. Ania found a job in Spain but decided to move back to her home country, Poland. Viktoria went back to Hungary. Jerome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; found a job in Saudi Arabia. Thomas and Stefan are back in Germany. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;andra got a job in Slovenia. Myrto in Greece, although she misses Horsens quite much. George went back to Australia, to where the Danish Søren, Nicolai and Jonas are thinking of going to study abroad. Marcos Hurtado - El Niño Melon - also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; got a job in Spain, while his girlfriend Helena is in Poland; they visit each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQdtYC1I/AAAAAAAAArg/3GhGsC4dGXg/s1600-h/_DSC06475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQdtYC1I/AAAAAAAAArg/3GhGsC4dGXg/s200/_DSC06475.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243775654136658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; every month, the temporary solution for now. Manuel and Agne unfortunately didn't stay together, and the crazy tio went to the USA, also for some kind of ERASMUS part II, although he missed Spain (as any other Spanish) and came back home some months after. Miquel and Marta Zdrodowska moved to Valencia and both got a job. Elena packed her things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; from Italy and mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ved together with Ivan, who got a job as an international seller allowing him to travel the world; they got a nice flat in Valencia as well where they are living together. David (the one that licks the toad!) moved to France where he stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; with Camille for a few months while hoping to find a job there; unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQNtYC0I/AAAAAAAAArY/ulnPNTj8Z5I/s1600-h/_DSC06453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQNtYC0I/AAAAAAAAArY/ulnPNTj8Z5I/s200/_DSC06453.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243771359169346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; he was not successful and he had to come back to Hungary; better times will come, guys! Fernando is back in Spain, still together with Vica, who was in Horsens, but still in another country. Katalyn and Uldis were still together a few weeks ago. As far as I kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ow, Matthieu and Julie went back to France, although I can't confirm it. The Vitus Vikings, with new faces, are still kicking some balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Me? Well, I got a beautiful girlfriend during ERASMUS and had a great semester with her and my family in Portugal. Karolina came as a free mover student to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQNtYCzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-PdI9VCOK_Y/s1600-h/_DSC06393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHQNtYCzI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-PdI9VCOK_Y/s200/_DSC06393.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243771359169330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Aveiro, Portugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; to spend the previous semester, the first one after our year in Denmark. Since Aveiro is located 70km from Porto, we could only see each other on weekends and sometimes during the week. I was, until last week, doing an internship in a software development company in Porto, and after presenting my work in April at my university, I will finish my Master degree in Informatics and Computing Engineering. Karolina is now back in Poland to finish her course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and I am taking some kind of vacations. Some weeks in Poland are confirmed for now. A visit to Horsens, to relive old times, is also planned. What's next? Time will tell. Meanwhile, local ERASMUS parties, local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHkNtYC3I/AAAAAAAAArw/Pqd9eDV-_Kc/s1600-h/_DSC06588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHkNtYC3I/AAAAAAAAArw/Pqd9eDV-_Kc/s200/_DSC06588.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182244114956553074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; ERASMUS life. Each live it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; differently, each enjoy it differently, each experienced the best ERASMUS they could have. I certainly did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ERASMUS changed all of us. It's undeniable. Some more, some less. I do miss my ERASMUS time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;s quite m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;uch. Every single thing about it. The places,  the parties, the friends, the classes,  the smells, the dinners, the freedom, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; responsibility, going to work at 7h in morning while snowing and arriving home at 17h and having my friends there. Everything. Life goes on, people say. It goes, indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHk9tYC6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/sUTvhO83llQ/s1600-h/_HPIM2740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHk9tYC6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/sUTvhO83llQ/s200/_HPIM2740.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182244127841455010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I came back to my city, my house, my family, after my last day in Horsens. It would be a different semester than any other. I was back in Porto not to study, but to work, 9h-18h every working day, fortunately with Karolina next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Life was different, indeed, and not particularly easy. During this time I had four meetings with friends I met in Denmark. The first in November, when Roman, Milena, Martusiu and Zosia came to visit me and Karolina. Never I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHk9tYC5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/WkRpV8gjfWk/s1600-h/_brunosh+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHk9tYC5I/AAAAAAAAAsA/WkRpV8gjfWk/s200/_brunosh+186.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182244127841454994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; four Polish girls sleeping at my house or so many people from another country here. Aveiro and Porto, that's what these three girls and one boy got to know from Portugal during their approx. five days stay. I hope you liked it, because I want to have you here again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bristol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Next stop: the city of rain? Well, the first time I was there it was and the secon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;d time was no excepti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;on. Bristol was great. Visiting my ol' friend Flip, who is living in this UK city and accompanied by Karolina and Friedl. I was introduced to my new love: sushi, at last. It is still good to notice that even in Autumn, in a friggin' cold day, with wind and rain the English girls like to go out in mini skirt/cloth, so that possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHkttYC4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/w4GYyATycMc/s1600-h/_DSC06697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sHkttYC4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/w4GYyATycMc/s200/_DSC06697.jpg" title="Paris" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182244123546487682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; candidates can war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;m them properly at a later stage of the night, after a considerable amount of alcohol. It was also the first time me and Friedl drunk Guinness from a plastic cup... Grant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Still in November, this was the meeting with the most people. Spanish, Italian, Polish, a Franxute and a Portuguese (guess who?), everyone gathered around two tables, each with a self service beer  machine. This is the picture I remember and the one I definitely want to keep. The hugs, the hurrays, the toasts and the overall joy of being reunited as a group after some months apart from the world we had all left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;New Year's at the most romantic city of the world, they say. Eating "les crepes" and visiting the places we always have heard about. A new year, once again celebrated internationally, in an European city, love incorporated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That's all for now. Any travel plans, message me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I will keep you posted with the latest news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love from Portugal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-8756053769639481726?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8756053769639481726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=8756053769639481726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8756053769639481726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8756053769639481726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2008/03/vida-depois-de-erasmus-ol-todos-j-l-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/R-sGEdtYCiI/AAAAAAAAApI/i4f8YHgmJRI/s72-c/_DSC01295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2063890824369083462</id><published>2008-03-24T16:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:54:00.307+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aquando de uma sessão de apresentação dos vários programas de mobilidade internacional para estudantes universitários, ficou-me na memória uma frase que um estudante proferiu: "ERASMUS devia ser obrigatório". Há dois anos atrás, poucos meses antes do maior desafio e melhor experiência da minha vida, via o programa de mobilidade ERASMUS como algo que não era para todos e que, possivelmente, não o seria também para mim. Talvez os ERASMUS fossem estudantes diferentes, com gostos, valores e atitudes diferentes, e talvez eu não estivesse incluído nesse grupo. Talvez isso fosse e seja ainda verdade, talvez não. Talvez, simplesmente, esses estudantes tenham tomado uma decisão que outros tiveram medo de tomar ou adiaram constantemente, ou talvez sejam mesmo diferentes duma significativa percentagem de universitários a que o programa ERASMUS pouco lhes diz. Dois anos depois de ter presenciado essa sessão e de ter tomado umas das decisões mais acertadas até hoje - candidatar-me ao programa ERASMUS -, tenho a perfeita noção e o orgulho de poder dizer "sim, o ERASMUS foi mesmo para mim", e de ter presente que, de todas as minhas experiências, esta foi, sem dúvida, a que mais me marcou e mais me fez crescer a todos os níveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERASMUS é acima de tudo uma experiência de vida, um percurso que vamos construindo por nós mesmos, com a realização de o ver evoluir a cada dia que passa. Viver num país diferente, numa casa diferente, com pessoas diferentes, com amigos diferentes, a falar uma língua diferente, numa escola diferente, com um tempo diferente, comida diferente, horários diferentes, hábitos diferentes e, acima de tudo, num estilo de vida completamente diferente, faz-nos aprender, faz-nos crescer e muda-nos. Tudo aquilo que damos como certo e trivial no nosso dia-a-dia facilmente se altera, e somos obrigados a adaptar-nos, a evoluir e a ter uma percepção diferente do que nos rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vantagens de um programa de mobilidade são inúmeras. Tudo o que é vivido em ERASMUS reflectir-se-á na nossa vida, a nível pessoal e a nível interpessoal, a nível doméstico e a nível empresarial. A descoberta, a integração, as diferentes culturas, as amizades, as experiências, a independência, a superação de obstáculos, contribuem de uma maneira única para o crescimento pessoal e para o modo de ver o mundo. Em ERASMUS criam-se relações com pessoas de outros países que jamais se criariam noutros contextos. Desde logo, é-se obrigado a falar uma língua estrangeira - em grande parte dos casos, o Inglês - diariamente, durante seis meses ou um ano, solidificando de uma maneira prática aquilo que se foi aprendendo desde os primeiros tempos de escola. Aprendemos novos valores ao interagir  no dia-a-dia com novas culturas, o que nos dá desde logo uma maior abertura social e facilidade em cooperar com pessoas dos mais variados países ou culturas, sabendo em antemão como lidar com indivíduos com ideais tão variados. Realizando projectos ou trabalhos em grupo com estudantes de diferentes países - ou até mesmo, adicionando a realização de um estágio curricular no estrangeiro -, obriga os estudantes a colocar em prática os seus conhecimentos e qualidades, complementando os seu percurso no que diz respeito à integração e experiência internacional, dando-lhes desde logo uma preparação adicional que outros alunos universitários não possuem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo que vivemos é cada vez mais global, sendo as relações sócio-culturais essenciais, para a unificação das pessoas que nele habitam e para a criação de laços que podem ser de extrema importância nos mais variados contextos. O facto de estarmos sozinhos num país diferente e a vivermos à nossa conta, superando os nossos próprios obstáculos e vivendo as aparentes dificuldades do dia-a-dia - que se vão transformando em aspectos triviais - faz-nos pessoas mais autónomas, mais proactivas, mais dinâmicas e com um maior sentido de responsabilidade. As relações criadas durante um período de estudos como este são fundamentais para quem deseja ser um cidadão da Europa ou do mundo, através da grande variedade de contactos criados, com amizades que ultrapassam fronteiras e nos tornam universais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas estas vivências, em tão curto espaço de tempo, irão elucidar-nos daquilo que é importante na nossa vida, a nível pessoal e a nível profissional. São experiências que jamais esqueceremos e que nos enriquecem como nada mais o pode fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após um semestre no programa ERASMUS e os restantes seis meses a realizar estágio curricular numa empresa multinacional em Horsens, Dinamarca, o meu último dia neste país irá ficar guardado na minha memória por muito mais tempo, com um sentimento morno que me acompanha em cada dia que passa e me diz "Fiz ERASMUS, adorei e jamais esquecerei". É uma experiência absolutamente inesquecível, unicamente enriquecedora, e todos deviam vivê-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;During a presentation session at my university of the various international exchange programs for university students, a particular sentence stayed in my memory: "ERASMUS should be obligatory". Two years ago, a few months before the biggest challenge and best experience of my life, I used to see the ERASMUS programme as something that might not fit everybody and, possibly, might not fit me. Maybe the ERASMUS were different students, with different values and attitudes, and maybe I was not included in this group. Maybe ERASMUS students are indeed different, maybe not. Maybe such students just made a decision that others were afraid to make or that delayed constantly, or maybe they stand out from all those students who don't really relate to the ERASMUS programme. Two years after I was at this session and after having taken one of the most right decisions so far - to apply for ERASMUS - I am proud of being able to say "yes, ERASMUS really fitted me" and knowing that this was, out of all the experiences I had, the one that touched me the deepest and with which I grew the most at every level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;ERASMUS is above everything a life experience, a path one builds by himself, with the feeling of seeing it growing each day that goes by. Living in a different country, in a different house, with different people, with different friends, speaking in a different language, in a different school and, mainly, in a totally different lifestyle, makes such students learn, grow up and change. Everything we are used to have as certain in everyday life easily changes and makes us adapt, evolve and have a different perception of what surrounds us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The advantages of a mobility program are countless. Everything that is lived in ERASMUS will reflect itself later in one's life, in a personal and interpersonal level, in a domestic and career level. The discovery, the integration, the different cultures, the friendships, the experiences, the independence, the barriers surpassing, contribute in a unique way for the personal growing and the way of seeing the world. In ERASMUS relations are created with people from other countries unlike in any other context. Soon we are obliged to speak a foreign language - in most of the cases, English - daily, during six months or one year, solidificating  in a pratical way what we learned since the early school days. We learn new values interacting everyday with new cultures, giving us a bigger social openness and making it easier to cooperate with persons from the various countries or cultures, knowing in forehand how to interact with individuals with such different ideals. Making projects or works in a group with students from different countries - or even adding an internship out of borders - makes students put into practice their knowledge and skills, complementing their path regarding the integration and international experience, giving them an additional preparation other university students do not have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The world we live in is more global everyday that goes by, where the social cultural relations are essential for the unification of its people and the creation of bonds that might be of extreme importance in the most varied contexts. The fact one is alone in a different country and lives by his own, breaking his own barriers and living the apparent every day's difficulties - which sooner or later become trivial aspects - makes him more autonomous, more proactive, more dynamic and with a higher sense of responsibility. The relations that are created during such period of studies are fundamental to everyone who intends to be a citizen of Europe or the world, through the big variety of contacts that are created, with friendships that go beyond borders and make us universal beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;All these experiences, in such a short amount of time, will elucidate us of what is important in our lives, both personally and professionally, enriching us in a way nothing else can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;After a semester in the ERASMUS programme and the remaining six months in an internship at a multinational company in Horsens, Denmark, my last day in this country will stay in my memory for a long time, with a warm feeling that follows me each day and tells me "I did ERASMUS, I loved it and I will never forget it". It is an absolutely unforgettable experience, uniquely enriching, and everyone should live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2063890824369083462?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2063890824369083462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2063890824369083462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2063890824369083462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2063890824369083462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2008/02/aquando-de-uma-sesso-de-apresentao-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-3705357493451841056</id><published>2008-01-22T22:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:52:30.853+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;ERASMUS: 1 year, a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SCOp11ppvF4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SCOp11ppvF4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vídeo no qual estive a trabalhar durante os últimos meses está finalmente disponível (para efectuar o download do mesmo com boa qualidade, sigam o link &lt;a href="http://www.20erasmus.eu/experiences/view/739" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.20erasmus.eu/experiences/view/739&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado a todos os que participaram com as frases e fizeram 2006/2007 absolutamente fantástico e inesquecível! Não se esqueçam de partilhar este vídeo com os vossos amigos que ainda estão na universidade e ainda têm a oportunidade de viver o ERASMUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e abraços,&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The video I have been working for the last few months is finally available (to download it in high quality follow the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.20erasmus.eu/experiences/view/739" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.20erasmus.eu/experiences/view/739&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks to all of you who participated with the sentences and who made 2006/2007 absolutely amazing and unforgettable! Don't forget to share this with all your friends that are still in university and who can still have the chance to experience ERASMUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-3705357493451841056?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3705357493451841056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=3705357493451841056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/3705357493451841056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/3705357493451841056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2008/01/erasmus-1-year-lifetime-ol-todos-o-vdeo.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2027013236434745339</id><published>2008-01-22T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:38:59.525+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Os últimos dias em Horsens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que dizer depois de viver um ano num local completamente diferente, num país diferente, numa casa diferente, com pessoas diferentes, com amigos diferentes, a falar uma língua diferente, numa escola diferente, com um tempo diferente, comida diferente, horários diferentes, hábitos diferentes e, acima de tudo, num estilo de vida completamente diferente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta não é fácil. Passaram já quase seis meses desde terminado o período mais especial da minha vida, o ano que passei em Horsens, Dinamarca, ao abrigo do programa de intercâmbio de estudantes ERASMUS. À medida que os últimos dias chegavam, as pessoas começavam a despedir-se, umas primeiro, outras depois, em cada uma dessas situações com as habituais trocas emotivas de beijos, abraços, lágrimas e os desejos de "vemos-nos em breve" e "espero que me visites". Após um ano em tal ambiente, depois de tantas novas experiências e constante aprendizagem, depois de viver tantos momentos incríveis dia após dia, depois de viver quase todas as horas rodeado de amigos e estar habituado a tão fenomenal modo de viver, os meus sentimentos estavam divididos na hora da partida. Por um lado, o sentimento de que o nosso país é o nosso, a nossa casa é a nossa, a nossa família é a nossa, e de que tudo isto tinha estado a milhas do local onde eu passei este ano; por outro lado, o sentimento de deixar um local que sabia que iria recordar para sempre e amigos que sabia que não iria ver mais do que apenas algumas vezes durante o resto da minha vida, foi indescritível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O último dia em Horsens irá ficar guardado na minha memória por muito mais tempo, com a tristeza de deixar aquele sítio quase perfeito, o quarto e apartamento que me habituei a ver como meu, a cidade que conhecia quase como a palma da minha mão, os amigos únicos que fiz para a vida, mas com a alegria e com um sentimento morno que me acompanha em cada dia que passa e me diz "Fiz ERASMUS, adorei e jamais esquecerei".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Last days in Horsens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you feel after living one year in a whole different place, in a different country, in a different house, with different people, with different friends, speaking in a different language, in a different school, with a different weather, different food, different timetables, different habits and most of all, in a totally different lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is not simple. Almost six months have passed since I left the most fulfilling time of my life, the one year period I spent in Horsens, Denmark, under the ERASMUS student exchange programme. As the last days were arriving, people started saying goodbye to each other, some first, others later, every single time with the usual and emotional exchange of hugs, kisses, tear drops and the "see you soon" and "hope you will visit me" wishes. After one year in such environment, after experiencing and learning so much, after living incredible moments day after day, after spending almost every single hour surrounded by friends and getting used to such way of life, my thoughts were divided when the day to go finally came. One the one hand, our country is our country, our home is our home, our family is our family, and all this had been many miles away from the place I had been during this year; on the other hand, the feeling of leaving such a place - which I knew I would remember forever, and friends who I knew I would not probably see more than a few times during the rest of my life - was indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day in Horsens will live in my memory for the time to come, carrying the sadness of leaving my almost perfect place, the room and flat I got used to see as mine, the city I knew almost as the palm of my hand, and the wonderful friends I made for life, but with the happiness and the warm feeling I carry each day that passes telling me "I did it, I loved it and I will remember it forever".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2027013236434745339?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2027013236434745339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2027013236434745339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2027013236434745339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2027013236434745339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2008/01/os-ltimos-dias-em-horsens-o-que-dizer.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-3154372343157537699</id><published>2007-08-26T18:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:51:53.802+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;O meu amigo e gémeo espanhol Marcos disse que eu devia actualizar este blog, então aqui vai. É o dia perfeito para o fazer. Não se preocupem, mais há-de vir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;365 dias depois...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 de Agosto foi um dia que mudou a minha vida. Disse adeus à minha família no aeroporto de Lisboa e fui em direcção à maior aventura e maior desafio da minha vida. Deixei o familiar, a rotina, o previsível e segui rumo ao desconhecido, ao imprevisível, ao inimaginável. 25 de Agosto rapidamente se tornou o pior dia da minha vida. O meu portátil foi roubado no comboio e a minha mala danificou-se no avião. Depois de me sentir sozinho e desesperado num novo mundo completamente desconhecido, uma nova vida envolveu-me, uma nova vida que iria durar um ano e que iria mudar-me para sempre. Estava prestes a perceber que esse iria ser o melhor dia da minha vida. A 25 de Agosto conheci a Spanish Team, recebi a chave para o meu novo quarto, conheci uma rapariga - que viria a ser uma das minhas melhores amigas para o resto da vida - que me mostrou onde o meu quarto era, conheci algumas das pessoas que nunca esquecerei, tive a primeira de muitas festas que estariam para vir, a minha primeira noite totalmente por mim, apercebi-me que estava a viver um sonho e comecei a vivê-lo. A 25 de Agosto conheci pessoas que estavam a viver a mesma aventura que eu e que estavam na mesma página que eu, que me queriam tanto conhecer como eu os queria a eles, que estavam entusiasmados em saber quem eu era, de onde vinha e o que fazia da mesma maneira que eu queria saber isso e muito mais sobre eles. Desde esse dia que vivi coisas que nunca tinha vivido antes e que nunca viveria se não tivesse ido para ERASMUS. Aprendi como pessoas que são tão diferentes podem ser tão semelhantes, e como pessoas que estão tão longe podem tornar-se tão próximas e tão dependentes umas das outras. Aprendi como é que a vida deve ser vivida e o sabor de disfrutar cada momento espectacular um a um. Aprendi como as coisas difíceis se podem tornar fáceis. Aprendi que o mundo em que vivemos é um sítio minúsculo, e que para lá das nossas portas há uma imensidão à espera de ser descoberta. Vivi o que todos deveriam viver. Cresci. Mudei. Encontrei a verdadeira felicidade, encontrei amigos, encontrei amor, encontrei uma vida de que irei ter saudades para sempre. Os jantares, os almoços com o vizinhos, os pequeno-almoços, as idas ao supermercado, as tardes e noites no corredor, os matraquilhos, as viagens, as festas, os jogos de futebol, os dias na cantina, os dias na praia, os passeios de bicicleta, o mar, as caminhadas para a escola, os abraços, os beijos, os copos, as sessões de chá, os professores, as aulas, a neve, a Freshman Trip, os Dinamarqueses, os ERASMUS, a Weiss Beer, International Day, Graduation Day, os barbecues, o meu aniversário, todos os aniversários, Kamtjatka, K-block, Vitus Bering, Crazy Daisy, Koks, as noites em Aarhus, as meninas loiras, as meninas bonitas, o concerto dos Rolling Stones, o Kollegium, P3, a estação de comboio, a comida italiana, a comida espanhola, a comida polaca, a comida alemã, todas as diferentes culturas, e todas as outras coisas que não podem ser escritas. Nunca o esquecerei. Nunca os esquecerei. Foi 1 ano, mas foi 1 vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My Spanish twin Marcos said I should update this blog, so here it goes. This is the perfect day for it. Don't worry, there's more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;365 days later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;August 25th was a day that changed my life. I said goodbye to my family in Lisbon's airport to go towards the greatest adventure and the biggest challenge of my life. I left the familiar, the routines, the predictable, the stillness and I went towards the unknown, the unpredictable, the unimaginable. August 25th became soon the worst day of my life, with my laptop being stolen in the train and my suitcase getting broken in the plane. After feeling alone and desperate in a complete new unknown world, a breed of a new life embraced me, a new life that lasted for about one year and that would change me forever. I was about to realize it would be the best day of my life. On August 25th I met the Spanish Team, I got the key to my new room, I met this girl that would be one of my greatest friends for life who showed me where my room was, I met some of the people I will never forget, I had the first of many flat parties that were about to come, I had the first night living on my own, I realized I was living a dream and I started living it. On August 25th I met people from all over the world who were living the same adventure as me and who were on the same page I was, who wanted to meet me as much as I wanted to meet them, who were excited to know who I was and where I came from and what I did as much as I wanted to know the same things and much more about them. Since this day I experienced things I had never experienced before and things I would never have experienced in my whole life if I hadn't gone to ERASMUS. I learned how people who are so different can be so similar, and how people who are so far away can become so close and so dependent from each other. I learned how life should be lived and the taste of enjoying every spectacular moment once at a time. I learned how difficult things can become easy. I learned that the world we live in is a tiny place, and how much there is out there waiting to be discovered. I lived what everyone should live. I grew up. I changed. I found true happiness, I found friends, I found love, I found a life that I will miss forever. The dinners, the lunches with the neighbours, the breakfasts, going to the supermarket, the evenings at the corridor, the table soccer, the trips, the parties, the football matches, the days at the canteen, the days at the beach, the bike trips, the sea, the walks to school, the hugs, the kisses, the tea sessions, the beer sessions, the teachers, the classes, the snow, the Freshman trip, the Danish people, the international people, the Weiss beer, the International day, the Graduation day, the barbecues, my birthday, all the birthdays, Kamtjatka, K-block, Vitus Bering, Crazy Daisy, Koks, the nights in Aarhus, the blonde people, the pretty girls, the Rolling Stones concert, the Kollegium, the P3, the train station, the Italian food, the Spanish food, the Polish food, the German food, and all the other things that can't be written. I will never forget it. I will never forget them. It was 1 year, but it was a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RtHBA8wOdwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/45HdsqPP-2c/s1600-h/_PICT0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RtHBA8wOdwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/45HdsqPP-2c/s400/_PICT0004.jpg" title="The sky of Denmark" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103072074840045314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-3154372343157537699?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/3154372343157537699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=3154372343157537699' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/3154372343157537699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/3154372343157537699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-meu-amigo-e-gmeo-espanhol-marcos.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RtHBA8wOdwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/45HdsqPP-2c/s72-c/_PICT0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-4888008680901978240</id><published>2007-06-18T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:39:23.730+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock im park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nürnberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Actualização do vídeo do Rock Im Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Substituí o vídeo colocado anteriormente no último post por uma nova versão com melhor qualidade.&lt;br /&gt;Os links foram actualizados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Rock Im Park video update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replaced the video I had posted by the same with better quality.&lt;br /&gt;The links have been updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y8CwhhllCDN4gejH"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y8CwhhllCDN4gejH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2awsd_rock-im-park-2007"&gt;Rock Im Park 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/danis039" target="_blank"&gt;danis039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crRooWMC68w" target="_blank"&gt;Também disponível no YouTube / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Also available on YouTube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-4888008680901978240?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4888008680901978240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=4888008680901978240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/4888008680901978240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/4888008680901978240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/actualizao-do-vdeo-do-rock-im-park.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-8558925864241354611</id><published>2007-06-18T20:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:12:35.961+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silkeborg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aalborg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viagem a Skagen e Aalborg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de mais de uma semana de verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; escaldante na Dinamarca, lá teria de vir o belo tempo Dinamarquês. Um dia inteiro de chuva foi o que nos deram na viagem que eu, a Karolina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; o Sebastien, a Marta e o Andrea realizámos até ao norte do país no último sábado. Nesta viagem fomos até ao ponto mais a norte da Dinamarca, Skagen, onde o Mar Báltico e o Mar do Norte se encontram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJYpd55uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ByuM2N0aC38/s1600-h/_DSC00372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJYpd55uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ByuM2N0aC38/s200/_DSC00372.jpg" title="Lake at Silkeborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467055192139490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJY5d55vI/AAAAAAAAAic/1RKGbomWm4w/s1600-h/_DSC00373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJY5d55vI/AAAAAAAAAic/1RKGbomWm4w/s200/_DSC00373.jpg" title="Lake at Silkeborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467059487106802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJY5d55wI/AAAAAAAAAik/DpsATHF9prc/s1600-h/_DSC00380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJY5d55wI/AAAAAAAAAik/DpsATHF9prc/s200/_DSC00380.jpg" title="The trip crew (me, Karolinka, Andrea, Marta and Seb)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467059487106818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alugámos um Fiat Punto dos novos, todo catita (era o mais barato, tá?), e seguimos até Silkeborg, uma terrinha muito gira com muito verde, algumas montanhas (pequeninas, claro, a Dinam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arca é plana) e o lago mais “não sei o quê” da Dinamarca (limpo, acho – realmente a água era completamente transparente) – mesmo ao estilinho campo de férias “Sexta-Feira &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="13”" st="on"&gt;13”&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt;, rodeado por uma imensa vegetação, com um areal limpinho que até tinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; um campo de vólei e com aquelas p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lataformas em madeira de onde se podia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; mergulhar (perfeito!). Como o tempo estava ao estilo UK, não deu para fazer grande coisa tipo banhos de sol ou uns mergulhitos, senão ficar estupidificados com a vista e tirar umas quantas fotos, enquanto a sempre bela (!) chuva Dinamarquesa dava um ar da sua graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJZJd55xI/AAAAAAAAAis/hTBVEOKFdv4/s1600-h/_DSC00393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJZJd55xI/AAAAAAAAAis/hTBVEOKFdv4/s200/_DSC00393.jpg" title="Andrea, Sebastien, Karolina and Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467063782074130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJkpd55yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZewLnhqCCJg/s1600-h/_DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJkpd55yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZewLnhqCCJg/s200/_DSC00394.jpg" title="Me, Karolina and the famous half buried church in Skagen" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467261350569762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJkpd55zI/AAAAAAAAAi8/BtQKPceNdLM/s1600-h/_DSC00397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJkpd55zI/AAAAAAAAAi8/BtQKPceNdLM/s200/_DSC00397.jpg" title="Skagen" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467261350569778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de testemunharmos a união dos dois mares que banham o norte da Dinamarca em Skagen, seguimos até Aalborg, uma cidade que ao contrário da parvalheira de Horsens, tem uma rua única e excl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usivamente recheada de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pubs&lt;/span&gt;. Bebemos umas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pints&lt;/span&gt;, vimos muita gente loira, alguma mulher crescida com os copos e trouxemos recordações do bar para casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia anterior bebemos bola de rugby de melancia com vodka, cortesia do nosso &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chef &lt;/span&gt;francês Sebastien. Nhami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJk5d550I/AAAAAAAAAjE/DO195XIRo4c/s1600-h/_DSC00399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJk5d550I/AAAAAAAAAjE/DO195XIRo4c/s200/_DSC00399.jpg" title="The northest point of Denmark" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467265645537090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJk5d551I/AAAAAAAAAjM/3KgpeJRIjqE/s1600-h/_DSC00407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJk5d551I/AAAAAAAAAjM/3KgpeJRIjqE/s200/_DSC00407.jpg" title="Franchute style!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467265645537106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJlJd552I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Qt8vyT9Lfq4/s1600-h/_DSC00424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJlJd552I/AAAAAAAAAjU/Qt8vyT9Lfq4/s200/_DSC00424.jpg" title="Buzi!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467269940504418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Trip to Skagen and Aalborg&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than a week of hot summer in Denmark, the typical Danish weather came back to join us in the trip me, Karolinka, Seb, Martusiu and Andrea made to the north of the country last Saturday. A day full of rain was what we had when we finally went to Skagen (the franchute had been there already), the point where the Baltic and the North seas meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ85d553I/AAAAAAAAAjc/1LWmmOHT1lM/s1600-h/_DSC00431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ85d553I/AAAAAAAAAjc/1LWmmOHT1lM/s200/_DSC00431.jpg" title="Polish girls :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467677962397554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ85d554I/AAAAAAAAAjk/hifVyCQjEUk/s1600-h/_DSC00439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ85d554I/AAAAAAAAAjk/hifVyCQjEUk/s200/_DSC00439.jpg" title="Pub at Aalborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467677962397570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ9Jd555I/AAAAAAAAAjs/kSvkz2-Ku3c/s1600-h/_DSC00446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ9Jd555I/AAAAAAAAAjs/kSvkz2-Ku3c/s200/_DSC00446.jpg" title="Aalborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467682257364882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;We rented a new Fiat Punto, very NiIice (it was the cheapest, of course), and we travelled to Silkeborg, a very nice little land with a lot of green, some mountains (small, of course, it's Denmark) and the "most whatever" lake of Denmark (the cleanest, I think - the water was really transparent) - "Friday the 13th" style, surrounded by a vast vegetation, with clean sand, a beach volley court and those platf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;orms where you can walk over the lake and dive into it (perfect!). The weather was UK style, so there was not much we could do, like sunbathing, swimming or a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;nything, besides being quite amazed by the view and taking a few photos under the always lovely (?) Danish rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ9Zd557I/AAAAAAAAAj8/mdLRwS0dniM/s1600-h/_DSC00452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJ9Zd557I/AAAAAAAAAj8/mdLRwS0dniM/s200/_DSC00452.jpg" title="McDonald's breakfast!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467686552332210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKK5d558I/AAAAAAAAAkE/PEKDEvncb8w/s1600-h/_DSC00453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKK5d558I/AAAAAAAAAkE/PEKDEvncb8w/s200/_DSC00453.jpg" title="Buzi!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467918480566210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKLJd559I/AAAAAAAAAkM/YsTIh10B0Mg/s1600-h/_DSC00454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKLJd559I/AAAAAAAAAkM/YsTIh10B0Mg/s200/_DSC00454.jpg" title="Pub at Aalborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467922775533522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;After the testimonial of the union of the two seas in Skagen, we went to Aalborg, a city that has a nice street filled with pubs, unlike the amazing Horsens. We drunk a few pints, saw lots of blonde people, some drunk women and even brought home some souvenirs from the bar. Next trip, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before we had a watermelon rugby ball with vodka, courtesy of our franchute chef, Sebastien. Parfait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKLJd55-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/0g_429sXFEY/s1600-h/_DSC00455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbKLJd55-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/0g_429sXFEY/s200/_DSC00455.jpg" title="Pub at Aalborg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467922775533538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJYpd55tI/AAAAAAAAAiM/rm2lI3lXsP8/s1600-h/_DSC00369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJYpd55tI/AAAAAAAAAiM/rm2lI3lXsP8/s200/_DSC00369.jpg" title="Agne, Seb, Karol, Eneko, Marco, Roman and Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077467055192139474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-8558925864241354611?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8558925864241354611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=8558925864241354611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8558925864241354611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8558925864241354611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/viagem-skagen-e-aalborg-depois-de-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbJYpd55uI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ByuM2N0aC38/s72-c/_DSC00372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-5313903065054302012</id><published>2007-06-18T20:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:11:42.663+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gin summer nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Gin Summer Nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O verão esteve aí e as nossas Gin Summer Nights também. Tardes na praia, noites chillout e não só, com jantares dos mais variados tipos seguidos como sempre de excelentes noites recheadas de óptimos cocktails :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer was out there and so were our Gin Summer Nights. Afternoons at the beach and chillout evenings with varied dinners and great night drinking sessions :) Cheers mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uHKvyb6mk5Y/s1600-h/_DSC00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uHKvyb6mk5Y/s200/_DSC00157.jpg" title="For relaxing times... Santori time" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482250786433138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uHKvyb6mk5Y/s1600-h/_DSC00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56JI/AAAAAAAAAls/rAwk5y2n2x4/s1600-h/_DSC00195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56JI/AAAAAAAAAls/rAwk5y2n2x4/s200/_DSC00195.jpg" title="Roman and his two personal models, Milena and Karolina" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482250786433170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56JI/AAAAAAAAAls/rAwk5y2n2x4/s1600-h/_DSC00195.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56II/AAAAAAAAAlk/gfmYtLYM2OE/s1600-h/_DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56II/AAAAAAAAAlk/gfmYtLYM2OE/s200/_DSC00165.jpg" title="Gin Summer Nights!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482250786433154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56KI/AAAAAAAAAl0/2ShiFNlhbsY/s1600-h/_DSC00197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56KI/AAAAAAAAAl0/2ShiFNlhbsY/s200/_DSC00197.jpg" title="Karolicious!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482255081400482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56KI/AAAAAAAAAl0/2ShiFNlhbsY/s1600-h/_DSC00197.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/l1GIii_kQEA/s1600-h/_DSC00199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/l1GIii_kQEA/s200/_DSC00199.jpg" title="MuAh!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482255081400498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNZd56LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/l1GIii_kQEA/s1600-h/_DSC00199.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXepd56MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5BqWxyz3peU/s1600-h/_DSC00229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXepd56MI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5BqWxyz3peU/s200/_DSC00229.jpg" title="Oh oh! Polish girls!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482551434143938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXepd56NI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JUzfCpyFaes/s1600-h/_DSC00476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXepd56NI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JUzfCpyFaes/s200/_DSC00476.jpg" title="Marta and me :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482551434143954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXepd56NI/AAAAAAAAAmM/JUzfCpyFaes/s1600-h/_DSC00476.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXe5d56OI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TfWBwzLLsNo/s1600-h/_DSC00478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXe5d56OI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TfWBwzLLsNo/s200/_DSC00478.jpg" title="Gin Summer Nights" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482555729111266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXe5d56OI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TfWBwzLLsNo/s1600-h/_DSC00478.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXe5d56PI/AAAAAAAAAmc/V5ZoLeFT6EI/s1600-h/_DSC00278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXe5d56PI/AAAAAAAAAmc/V5ZoLeFT6EI/s200/_DSC00278.jpg" title="Karolicious" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482555729111282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXfJd56QI/AAAAAAAAAmk/b5YnFY30eIE/s1600-h/_DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXfJd56QI/AAAAAAAAAmk/b5YnFY30eIE/s200/_DSC00283.jpg" title="Karolina and Milena" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482560024078594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXfJd56QI/AAAAAAAAAmk/b5YnFY30eIE/s1600-h/_DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXsJd56RI/AAAAAAAAAms/Iq3kwVNYinc/s1600-h/_DSC00284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXsJd56RI/AAAAAAAAAms/Iq3kwVNYinc/s200/_DSC00284.jpg" title="Roman lost in Polish!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482783362378002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXsJd56RI/AAAAAAAAAms/Iq3kwVNYinc/s1600-h/_DSC00284.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXsJd56SI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yJOcdYdIqnw/s1600-h/_DSC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXsJd56SI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yJOcdYdIqnw/s200/_DSC00458.jpg" title="Karolina, Milena, Agne and Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077482783362378018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-5313903065054302012?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5313903065054302012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=5313903065054302012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5313903065054302012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5313903065054302012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/gin-summer-nights-o-vero-esteve-e-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbXNJd56HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uHKvyb6mk5Y/s72-c/_DSC00157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-7028618942168947809</id><published>2007-06-18T20:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:10:07.424+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Verão na Dinamarca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma semana atrás foi Verão na Dinamarca. Durante cerca de uma dezena de dias que as temperaturas andaram por volta dos 25 graus, o que é excepcional para esta zona do mundo, segundo dizem os locais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordar cedinho (12h vá), pequeno-almoço em casa com meninos e meninas em calções de banho e bikini, panquecas com doce de morango, pãozinho quentinho, ovos mexidos com salada, suminho fresquinho... É verão, bora pá praia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSR5d56GI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6x2hvMlERTk/s1600-h/_DSC00470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSR5d56GI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6x2hvMlERTk/s200/_DSC00470.jpg" title="Summer breakfast: Me, Karolina, Michał, Zosia, Agne, Milena and Roman" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476834832672866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSRpd56EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/W3ng3NlQDLc/s1600-h/_DSC00360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSRpd56EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/W3ng3NlQDLc/s200/_DSC00360.jpg" title="Beach" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476830537705538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSRpd56FI/AAAAAAAAAlM/LQyKoWb6HEQ/s1600-h/_DSC00363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSRpd56FI/AAAAAAAAAlM/LQyKoWb6HEQ/s200/_DSC00363.jpg" title="Hot Roman!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476830537705554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não estou a exagerar se disser que estavam mais de cerca de 50 ERASMUS na praia nos primeiros dias de calor. Esta mini praia fica +- a 20 min. da nossa residência, indo de bicicleta, e está bastante bem guardada da vista alheia. Para lá chegar temos de percorrer um caminho em terra para bicicletas e peões à beira mar com uma vista verdadeiramente espectacular, onde casas paradisíacas com elevado grau de privacidade enchem a vista a qualquer um. Um exemplo: casa de dois ou mais andares, jardim relvado que ocupa 100 ou 200m de costa, com (bastante) mini praia privada, balizas de futebol, putos a brincar na areia... bonito...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Summer in Denmark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A week ago it was Summer in Denmark. During about 10 days the temperatures were around 25 degrees, an exceptional thing in this part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the world, as local wisdom i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nformed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSF5d56AI/AAAAAAAAAkk/sqvgDXeqTEc/s1600-h/_DSC00242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSF5d56AI/AAAAAAAAAkk/sqvgDXeqTEc/s200/_DSC00242.jpg" title="uHUhUhhh" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476628674242562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSF5d56AI/AAAAAAAAAkk/sqvgDXeqTEc/s1600-h/_DSC00242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGZd56CI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Yd9ntQfEhiM/s1600-h/_DSC00357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGZd56CI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Yd9ntQfEhiM/s200/_DSC00357.jpg" title="Matthieu and Julie Baywatch style :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476637264177186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGZd56CI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Yd9ntQfEhiM/s1600-h/_DSC00357.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGJd56BI/AAAAAAAAAks/ajtgajI79kU/s1600-h/_DSC00256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGJd56BI/AAAAAAAAAks/ajtgajI79kU/s200/_DSC00256.jpg" title="Football at the beach" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476632969209874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;aking up early (12h), breakfast at home with boys and girls in swimming shorts and bikini, strawberry pancakes, fresh hot bread, scrambled eggs with salad, fresh juice... It's summer, beach time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I won't be exaggerating if I say that around 50 ERASMUS students were at the beach during the first days of hot weather. This mini beach is located 20 min. by bike from our residence and it's pretty well hidden. To get there you need to ride though a bike/walking path in clay by the shore with some awesome sights, where private paradisical houses get your eyes sweet. An example: two+ floors house, lawn with about 100 or 200m at the shore, private (very) mini beach, football goals, kids playing by the sand... NiIiiIce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGpd56DI/AAAAAAAAAk8/5VqaQibqkVE/s1600-h/_DSC00359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSGpd56DI/AAAAAAAAAk8/5VqaQibqkVE/s200/_DSC00359.jpg" title="Soziuuu!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476641559144498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSFpd55_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7i-jeEArR4E/s1600-h/_DSC00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSFpd55_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7i-jeEArR4E/s200/_DSC00241.jpg" title=":)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077476624379275250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-7028618942168947809?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7028618942168947809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=7028618942168947809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/7028618942168947809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/7028618942168947809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/vero-na-dinamarca-h-uma-semana-atrs-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnbSR5d56GI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6x2hvMlERTk/s72-c/_DSC00470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-1549112634779843944</id><published>2007-06-17T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:07:15.330+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bavarian dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rnbki5d56UI/AAAAAAAAAnE/lzIMA6vOND4/s1600-h/_DSC03502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rnbki5d56UI/AAAAAAAAAnE/lzIMA6vOND4/s200/_DSC03502.jpg" title="Prost!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077496918099749186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jantar à Baviera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Acho que bem se pode dizer que há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; duas semanas foi a semana da Baviera para mim: para além do Rock Im Park, a fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ília d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o Thomas veio visitá-lo à Dinamarca e os pais fizeram um óptimo jantar ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; estilo da Bavieira, apenas alguns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; dias antes de eu ir a esse fantástico festival na Alemanha. Este foi o segundo jantar do género que tivemos, mas dest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a vez sem a presença dos nossos amigos, organizadores do primeiro jantar alemão - Friedl e Armin, snif! O jantar foi realizado na cozinha comum e estava tudo realmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rnbki5d56VI/AAAAAAAAAnM/JbtfNm2C71Y/s1600-h/_Schweinebraten+28.05+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rnbki5d56VI/AAAAAAAAAnM/JbtfNm2C71Y/s200/_Schweinebraten+28.05+051.jpg" title="Judith, Thomas, David and Marco" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077496918099749202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; no ponto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; variar...! Houve comida deveras deliciosa e, claro, o mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; importante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; muita Weiss Bier, provavelmente a melhor cerveja do mundo para além da nossa Super Bock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Servus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bavarian Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKZd55lI/AAAAAAAAAhM/09Zk8Ep21Mo/s1600-h/_Schweinebraten+28.05+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKZd55lI/AAAAAAAAAhM/09Zk8Ep21Mo/s200/_Schweinebraten+28.05+031.jpg" title="Thomas' family" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077062190099981906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess you could say that two weeks before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it was the Bavarian week for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; besides Rock Im Park, Thomas' family came to visit him and his parents threw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a very nice Bavarian dinner a few days before I went to Germany. This is the second bavarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; dinner I have her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e, but this time without the organisers of the first one - Friedl and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Armin, snif! The dinner took place at the common kitchen and everything was really delicious, as usual! There was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a lot of delicious food (like the ravioli, but better) and, of cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rse, of the best beer in the world (besides Super Bock, of course) - the Weiss Bier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you Thomas' parents and those who organised this nice dinner :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKpd55nI/AAAAAAAAAhc/WZT3RfR8ieE/s1600-h/_Schweinebraten+28.05+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKpd55nI/AAAAAAAAAhc/WZT3RfR8ieE/s200/_Schweinebraten+28.05+044.jpg" title="Me, Judith, Sebastien and the weiss bier" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077062194394949234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SERVUS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKZd55mI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Pb5ZO7Qkc18/s1600-h/_Schweinebraten+28.05+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RnVZKZd55mI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Pb5ZO7Qkc18/s200/_Schweinebraten+28.05+043.jpg" title="Me, Judith and the weiss bier" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077062190099981922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-1549112634779843944?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/1549112634779843944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=1549112634779843944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/1549112634779843944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/1549112634779843944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/jantar-baviera-acho-que-bem-se-pode.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rnbki5d56UI/AAAAAAAAAnE/lzIMA6vOND4/s72-c/_DSC03502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6840781833283853218</id><published>2007-06-13T17:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:34:58.031+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock im park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nürnberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sol, Alemanha, Baviera, Rock Im Park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Olá gente! Há uma semana e meia atrás eu, o Friedl e o Armin encontrámo-nos no MTV Rock Im Park 2007, um dos maiores festivais de música da Europa (ena pá!). Para quem conhece o MTV Rock Am Ring, que se realiza no norte da Alemanha, o Rock Im Park é basicamente a mesma coisa, mesmas bandas, mesma data, mas no sul do país (Nuremberga, Baviera, de onde estes 2 kromitos alemães vêm). Cerca de 90 bandas de todo o mundo (e arredores!), calor, sol, chuva, 60 mil pessoas, mais ou menos a mesma quantidade de tendas e pessoal com os copos (ou com as garrafas e latas de cerveja, se preferirem), muita relva, lama, casas de banho, lixo e mais, muito mais (como eles dizem nos anúncios).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comecemos pelo início. Quando estes meus 2 compinxas alemães de ERASMUS voltaram à Dinamarca há algumas semanas atrás, falámos na hipótese de virmos a este grandioso festival. Já há alguns anos que queria ter esta experiência e finalmente esse grande sonho tornou-se uma realidade! Os custos não seriam tão elevados como se viajasse de Portugal e desta vez tinha boa gente com quem ir! O Friedl está a trabalhar em Dublin e o Armin em Munique, por isso encontrámo-nos em Nuremberga na manhã do primeiro dia do festival. A viagem foi bastante agradável. Vim no comboio nocturno desde Kolding, DK, que tinha as habituais cabinas com 6 camas para nanar. Na minha (cabina, não cama) vinha um viking que também ia para o festival (daqueles grandes, assim para o "cheinho", barbudo, mas näo como o "barbas" do SLB, este era loiro, como é habitual na Dinamarca). Lá estivemos a conversar e fiquei a saber uma coisa ou outra sobre o festival, uma vez que este jovem já lá tinha estado no ano anterior. Nesse dia foi também o seu aniversário - parabéns, mén!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheguei a Nuremberga às 7h da matina e deixei as minhas coisas na estação, para ir visitar a bela cidade, juntamente com a minha nova câmara digital, lalala...! O tempo estava deveras agradável e as vistas também. Depois de ter dado uns toques de alemão durante três semestres, tive finalmente a hipótese de me aventurar nas minhas incursões por esta bela língua. Não havia muita gente nas ruas, só mesmo aqueles que se descolavam para os seus empregos. Por volta das 9-10h, o movimento aumentou e já dava para ver muita canalha (e não só) a carregar a sua tralha para o festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fui de eléctrico (assim tipo o nosso metro) para o local do festival, que é num grande parque na cidade, e encontrei-me com o Friedl e Armin depois de ter estado a apanhar sol num banco durante cerca de 1h. O verão está a chegar! Quando me encontrei com os 2 alemães eles já tinham montado a tenda (literalmente) num sítio bastante razoável (o que foi quase um milagre, uma vez que em TODO O LADO havia tendas). A área do festival era absolutamente gigante, até perder de vista, com pessoas, carros, tendas, árvores, relva e um grande lago como acessórios da paisagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comemos a primeira refeição do festival (ravioli, vejam o vídeo!), bebemos as primeiras jolas (estava calorzinho!) e fomos para o primeiro concerto: "Goode" Charlotte. Choveu consideravelmente neste dia e aproveitei para beber uma Caipirinha (do Bar Brasil, onde acho que ninguém falava Português ou sabia fazer Caipirinhas em condições) debaixo de uma chuva tropical, mesmo antes do concerto dos MiLHo (KoRn, que piadinha...). Depois disso, (quase) tudo se resume aos concertos, a beber cerveja, a comer (quando possível), a aventurar-se nas casas de banho, a dormir e acordar de manhã cedinho na sauna, e a ver o pessoal fazer kromices (tipo um gajo bêbado a cair em cima da nossa tenda). Quase por toda a parte dentro das zonas de campismo havia grupos de "jovens" a fazer actividades interessantes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rebentamento de latas de ravioli - uma tradição, ao que parece! Aquece-se a lata de ravioli no mini fogareiro, espera-se que fique quentinho comó kunámi, e "PUFFF!", uma agradável explosão, a lata de ravioli voa em direcção ao céu azul e o ravioli fica espalhado no chão a descansar, e toda a gente se regozija (palavra interessante, esta).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alguns jovens com cartões numerados dão pontuações a quem passa (se fores tomar banho levas com um número fraquito; se fores uma gaja boa provavelmente tens uma boa pontuação; como não sou uma gaja boa, não sei bem como é).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guerras de farinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;um jovem a correr atrás de uma menina crescida e a despejar uma lata inteira de ravioli pelas costas da pobre moça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;outro jovem amarrado a um poste com fita cola (ver vídeo), a pedir 30 beijos para ser libertado; isto ocorreu mesmo em frente à nossa tenda e estava uma bela multidão a assistir durante cerca de 1h, a ver como é que as meninas reagiam, umas alinhavam, outras sorriam e seguiam o seu caminho; no fim, o jovem até teve direito a uma beijo de outro macho na boca :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usuais mangueiras de cerveja, assim tipo "American Pie".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;carros de compras do supermercado "tuning" com altifalantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e mais, muito mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Para além de observar quais eram as tendas mais originais (era capaz de ser um bom concurso, mas a da boneca insuflável ganharia provavelmente), também era possível reparar na bela quantidade de lixo que se ia acumulando nas ruas e como algum pessoal era azarado/sujo/estúpido ao ponto de viver no meio da badalhoquice. Havia tendas inundadas em poças de água, lama e lixo, outras perfumadas com o belo cheiro das casas-de-banho situadas a alguns centímetros das mesmas. "It's Rock Im Park, man!" - esta era a frase que servia para explicar tudo o que fosse único, confuso ou extremamente estúpido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voltando aos concertos, talvez (alguns de vocês) estejam a perguntar-se como foram. A minha opinião: bons, mas não tão bons, infelizmente. É verdade que o cartaz tinha imensas super-bandas, mas o problema é que muitas destas tocaram com um som "de merda" ou durante pouco tempo. Muitas vezes não era fácil deixar de sentir que as bandas apenas vinham para cumprir calendário. Outro problema é que com tantas bandas a tocar é impossível ver tudo o que se pretende e temos de deixar algumas de fora, uma vez que há três palcos e os concertos começam às 13h e acabam às 2h, o que significa que às vezes é preciso "chillar" um bocado. Mesmo assim, houve vários concertos que valeram realmente a pena, obviamente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O palco principal (junto ao estádio do Nuremberga) era grande, cabiam lá cerca de 100 mil pessoas (não no palco, mas na "área de visionamento" de espectáculos), enquanto que o palco alternativo (rodeado de árvores, bonito) tinha talvez metade da capacidade, ambos ao ar livre. O terceiro palco (club stage) estava situado dentro do pavilhão de hóquei no gelo do Nuremberga e acústica, infelizmente, não era grande coisa. Estes palcos estavam separados por +- 1 km, não sendo propriamente fácil ir de um palco para o outro, especialmente quando se anda juntamente com alguns milhares de pessoas ao nosso lado (e queixa-se o Sawyer que o Hugo é gordo...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Em baixo estão as bandas que vi (e também aquelas que perdi) e alguns breves comentários sobre as suas actuações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Freitag, 01. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu vi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 16.25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Good Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - estava bastante "xxxitado!" para ver esta banda e a verdade é que estes meninos que fazem música para teenagers deram um belo concerto, com toda a gente a curtir "ao molhe". O som estava bastante bom mas infelizmente não deu para ver desde o início -  era o primeiro dia e tivemos de tirar as nossas coisas do carro e levar para a tenda, comer e beber (claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;In This Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - a curiosidade para ver estes méns (e woman) era bastante e, embora o som não estive grande coisa, deram um concerto bastante agradável e as músicas ficaram na minha cabeça durante alguns dias. Fiquei a gostar mais da banda! Bom sinal, digo eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Devildriver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - som bastante mau, bastante desapontado, saí no final da segunda música para ir ver KoRn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;KoRn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(main stage) - estava a chover e foi a quinta vez que os vi, sem dúvida a menos excitante de todas... acho que nem uma hora tocaram.  Não achei grande piada ao Joey Jordison na bateria, fica bem nos Slipknot... KoRn é uma banda para fechar cartazes e tocar à noite, sem dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Die Ärtze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - Banda alemã, bastante popular no país, ao que parece. O baterista toca de pé (granda maluko!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chimaira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - meia hora de concerto, bastante abaixo das expectativas, som fraco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Megadeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - uma excepção neste palco, tiveram um som bastante bom e deram um bom concerto, focado no último e primeiros álbuns. Houve virtuosismo (solos) a mais para meu gosto o que tornou o concerto previsível e chato em alguns momentos. Alguns hinos ficaram de fora. Tocaram uma hora, devia ter sido mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu não vi e queria ter visto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; The Kooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - estava entre os concertos de In This Moment e Devildriver e ainda demorei bastante tempo até chegar ao palco principal para ver KoRn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Travis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alternative stage) - preferi ficar com os alemães no palco principal a ver Die Ärtze. Não me parece que tenha sido a melhor escolha, mas estava suficientemente cansado para não me apetecer ir até ao palco secundário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Scissor Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - concerto de Chimaira... devia ter ido ver as irmãs tesoura....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Samstag, 02. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu vi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Cat Empire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - muito bom! Sol, calor, meninos e meninas a dançar! Música feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - vi as últimas músicas... come-se...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16.05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Hives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - feio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Billy Talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - muita berreira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Muse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(main stage) - bom, como é habitual. Bons efeitos e decoração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - provavelmente o melhor concerto que vi no Rock Im Park, mas não tão BOM como poderia ser de esperar (tal como da última vez que os vi em Portugal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The White Stripes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - muita gente, muita seca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;00.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Evanescence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alternative stage) - som poderoso q.b., bom concerto, nada de espectacular mesmo assim. O novo baterista e guitarrista (Dark New Day) dão-lhe bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu não vi e queria ter visto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Funeral For A Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (club stage) - estava no palco principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01.10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Enter Shikari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (club stage) - estava no concerto de Evanescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sonntag, 03. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu vi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.40 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;30 Seconds To Mars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(main stage) - excelente concerto/banda, tempo muito bom. Deu para ver que toda a gente estava a curtir (incluindo a banda) e até deu para rir um bocado. O vocalista dominou e veio cantar para o meio da multidão. Um dos melhores concertos (daqueles típicos de grande festival, bons!). Também fiquei a gostar mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Papa Roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - cancelado alguns minutos antes... problemas com a voz? Tá bem tá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Killswitch Engage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alternative stage) - o guitarrista maluco não esteve presente, o que tornou o concerto um pouco monótono, mas razoável. A vez anterior no Paradise Garage, em Lisboa, foi sem dúvida muito melhor. Talvez não seja uma banda para tocar em grandes festivais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O que eu não vi e queria ter visto: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Stone Sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Machine Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Perdemos estas bandas porque tivemos de regressar do festival mais cedo, para voltar a casa e aos nossos trabalhinhos. Fiquei na bela casa do Friedl (estilo "Senhor dos Anéis") nessa noite e conheci a sua simpática família que me tratou como um filho! Muito bom, "Servus!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Montag, 04. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Início da viagem de volta a casa pela manhã, até Hamburgo, num comboio intercidades cheio de nível. Em Hamburgo, perdi o comboio para a Dinamarca mas apanhei outro mais tarde. Ocupei o tempo a passear pela cidade, e que cidade! Talvez a mais atractiva que vi até hoje. Muito limpa, tudo no sítio, lojas enormes, ruas e edifícios modernos e, para nada ficar mal na fotografia, lá estava ela, a bandeira portuguesa na parede do edifício da embaixada do nosso país! Aconselho-vos a irem lá, se ainda não o fizeram (não à embaixada - se quiserem, também podem ir - mas à cidade). Enquanto esperava por um comboio nocturno, esperei 3 horas numa estação da 1h30 às 4h30. Cheguei a casa às 9h. Bem vindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vejam o vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É tudo, até que enfim...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tschüss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y8CwhhllCDN4gejH"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y8CwhhllCDN4gejH" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="335" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2awsd_rock-im-park-2007"&gt;Rock Im Park 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/danis039" target="_blank"&gt;danis039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crRooWMC68w" target="_blank"&gt;Também disponível no YouTube / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Also available on YouTube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sun, Germany, Bavaria, Rock Im Park!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello everyone! It's been a week and a half since me, Friedl and Armin met at MTV Rock Im Park 2007, one of the biggest music festivals in Europe (UHHuhhUh). For those of you who know MTV Rock Am Ring, which takes place in the north of Germany, Rock Im Park is the same festival, with exactly the same bands and at the same date (the bands play in different days) but in the south of the country (Nürnberg, Bavaria, where these 2 mates of mine come from!). Around 90 bands from all over the world (and neighborhood!), warm weather, sun, rain, 60.000 people, around the same amount of tents and drunk crazy people, lots of beer, grass, mud, toilets, trash and much, much more (like they usually say).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Let's start by the beginning! When Friedl and Armin came to Denmark the last time, we discussed going to this huge festival. I have been wanting to go there for a long time and finally that big dream came true! The cost wouldn't be as high as if I would go from Portugal and I would have the perfect mates to go with! Friedl is working in Ireland and Armin in Munich, so we met in Nürnberg on the first day of the festival by the morning. My trip was pretty OK, I went on the night train from Kolding, DK, which had rooms with 6 beds each, and I met a Danish guy that was also heading to the festival. He had been there once before and was telling me some nice stuff about it. It was also his birthday, congratulations mate! I hope you enjoyed the festival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I arrived at Nürnberg at 7h in the morning and left my things at the train station and went for a city tour, along with my new digital camera (yes, I love it, baby! :P). Very nice city and very nice weather. After learning three semesters German I finally had the chance to adventure myself and use it a bit. There were not many people in the streets, mostly the ones who were going to work. Around 9-10h the traffic increased and I saw many young people with their bags going to the festival or that were there already and just came to the center to buy stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I headed by tram to the festival place, which is at a big park in the city, and met Friedl and Armin after waiting around 1 hour sunbathing :D Yes, almost summertime! When I met the two German guys they already had set the tent in a reasonably very nice place (which was almost a miracle, since there were tents EVERYWHERE you could put your eyes on!). The festival area was really H-U-G-E, definitely the biggest one I have seen so far (wherever I looked I could only see people, cars, tents and a big park with a big lake).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We ate our first meal (ravioli, check the video!), drunk our first beers and headed to the first concert: "Goode" Charlotte. It rained considerably this day and I drunk a Caipirinha (from Bar Brasil, where I guess no one spoke Portuguese and didn't really know how to do a Caipirinha) under heavy rain, just before the KoRn concert. After that, it was all about the concerts, drinking beer, eating (not much), sleeping and waking up in a sauna, adventuring in the toilets and seeing people doing crazy stuff (like a drunk dude falling on our tent!). Almost at every site in the camping areas there would be a group of guys doing something interesting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blowing ravioli cans - a tradition, as I was told! You heat your ravioli can in your mini cooker, wait for it to be hottie and then "PUFFFF!", a nice explosion occurs, the ravioli can jumps to the sky, the ravioli gets splashed in the floor and everyone cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some guys with numbered cards giving a score to everyone who would pass along the path (if you would go for a shower, you would get a low score; if you were a hot girl I suppose you would get a nice score, but I'm not a hot girl, so I can't really tell!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flour fights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a guy running after a girl and turning a whole can of ravioli onto a girl's back (!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a guy tied in a sign with tape all over his body asking for 30 kisses to get free (check the video); this was just in front of our tent and there was a nice crowd watching this for about one hour, seeing how girls would react :) some accepted the challenge, others would smile and walk along; in the end he even got a kiss in the mouth from one guy! "bloody hell!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the usual American Pie, school party style beer hoses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home-made supermarket shopping carts with built-in stereo systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and much, much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Besides watching which tents would be the most original (believe me, you would be amazed!), you could also see how much trash was getting accumulated in the streets and how some people were unlucky/nasty/stupid to live among it. There were tents flooded in water, mud and trash, others perfumed with the nice smell of the toilets placed just a few centimeters next to them. "It's Rock Im Park, man!" - this sentence would explain everything that could be unique, confusing or extremely stupid! (right, Friedl? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Getting back to the concerts subject, (some of) you might wonder how they were. I will give my opinion: good, but not that good, unfortunately. It is true that Rock Im Park had many awesome bands, but the problem is that many of these bands played with a shitty sound or for a short time. Many times you would feel that the bands just came to do their job and go home again. Another issue is that with so many good bands playing you would have to choose which ones would be left out, since there are 3 stages and the concerts begin at 13h and end at 2h, which means you would have to chill out for a bit during some moments of the day. On the other hand, there were, of course, some very nice concerts which were very worth seeing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;The main stage (next to the Nürnberg football stadium) was big, you could put 100.000 people there or something like that, while the alternative stage (surrounded by trees, cute) was maybe half the size, both outdoors. The club stage was in the Nürnberg's ice-hockey pavilion and unfortunately its acoustic was not very good. These stages were separated by 1 km each or something like that, which means that it was not very easy to move from one stage to another, specially if you are traveling with thousands of people (and Sawyer even complains that Hugo is fat!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Below are the bands I saw (and the ones I couldn't) and some brief comments on their performances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Freitag, 01. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 16.25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Good Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - a band that I was excited to see and that gave a very nice concert with a very good sound quality. Everyone was dancing, jumping and enjoying a lot. Unfortunately I didn't get to watch the beginning of the concert, since it was the first day and we were unpacking, eating and drinking (of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;In This Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (club stage) - I was pretty curious to see this concert and although the sound was not the best, they gave a nice show and the songs sticked in my head for the next few days after the festival. I like this band more after the festival, that's good, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Devildriver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - shitty sound, disappointing, left after two songs to see KoRn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;KoRn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(main stage) - it was raining and it was the 5th time I saw them, definitely the less exciting of them all... did they play one hour? I don't even know if they played that much... Not the same (worse) with Joey Jordison (Slipknot) on the drums. KoRn should headline and play at night, definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Die Ärtze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - German band, very popular in Germany, didn't know them. The drummer plays on his feet (not seated, crazy!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chimaira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - 30 minutes or so, very disappointing, very mediocre sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Megadeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(club stage) - exceptionally at the club stage, they had a very nice sound and gave a reasonably nice concert, focusing on the last and the first albums. Too much solos though, a bit boring sometimes. Some hymns were left out. Played 1 hour, not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I missed and wanted to have seen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; The Kooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - I was in between the In This Moment and Devildriver concerts and took a long time to reach the main stage to see KoRn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Travis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alternative stage) - I preferred to stick with my German mates at the main stage, watching Die Ärtze. Good choice? Maybe not! I was tired anyway to go all the way to the alternative stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Scissor Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - Chimaira concert... probably should have sticked with the sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Samstag, 02. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Cat Empire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - Very good! Sunny, warm, people dancing! Happy music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - saw the last few songs, "eatable"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16.05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Hives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.35 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Billy Talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - too much screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Muse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(main stage) - good as usual. Nice stage effects and decoration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - I guess it was the best concert I saw in Rock Im Park. Not so GOOD as expected though (like the previous time I saw them in Portugal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The White Stripes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - very crowded, very boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;00.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Evanescence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alternative stage) - powerful sound, good concert, nothing spectacular though. The new drummer and guitar player (Dark New Day) kick ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I missed and wanted to have seen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Funeral For A Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (club stage) - was at the main stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01.10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Enter Shikari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (club stage) - was at the Evanescence concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sonntag, 03. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I watched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.40 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;30 Seconds To Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage) - very good band/concert, very warm. They were really having a good time and the singer came for a walk among the crowd. There were some hilarious moments and this was a typical (in a good way) festival style concert. One of the best, definitely. Also am enjoying the band more after the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Papa Roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - canceled a few minutes before... problems with his voice? If you say so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Killswitch Engage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage) - the crazy guitar player was not there, which made the concert a bit boring but OK though. The previous time in Paradise Garage, Lisbon was definitely way better. Not a band to play in festivals, maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;What I missed and wanted to have seen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.55 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Stone Sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (main stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Machine Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (alternative stage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;We missed these concerts because we had to leave earlier from the festival to return home and to our jobs (and to our babies!). I stayed at Friedl's cosy home for the night and I met his nice family, who treated me like a son :) Very nice, man! "Servus!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Montag, 04. Juni 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I started my trip back home in the morning, towards Hamburg, in a very good intercity train! NiIIice, Germany! Missed a train to Denmark (damn, Germany!) but took another one later... I had some time to kill and I went for a walk in Hamburg. What a city! Probably the most beautiful city I have been in so far! Very neat, classy, huge stores, modern streets and buildings, and, of course, i saw the PORTUGUESE flag at the Portuguese embassy! You should go there, if you haven't already! (not really to the embassy - if you want, you can, also - but to the city) While waiting for a train connection, I spent 3 hours in a station from 1h30 to 4h30. Got home at 9h. "Welcome home, baby!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Check out the video above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;That's all, about time...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tschüss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6840781833283853218?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6840781833283853218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6840781833283853218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6840781833283853218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6840781833283853218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/06/sol-alemanha-baviera-rock-im-park-ol.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2070769116733075235</id><published>2007-05-26T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:48:56.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engineer inside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGt6oNXOI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lIUzgVmO444/s1600-h/_DSC00231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGt6oNXOI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lIUzgVmO444/s200/_DSC00231.jpg" title="Camille, Jesus and David" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069301347716521186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ontem foi o aniversário do nosso amigo Jesus. O Jesus (não aquele que está no céu) é um rapaz muito simpático vindo de Espanha que recebeu ontem um chapéu com balões deveras engraçado, oferecido pela Camille e pelo David, o mais recém oficialmente convertido francês em Horsens (esta frase é capaz de soar um pouco complicada, não se trata da vossa imaginação a pregar-vos partidas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu e o "franchute" tirámos uma foto com a nova estrela da Vitus Bering, Leo, que tem a sua imagem visível em tudo o que é sítio, incluindo jornais, placards na escola, internet, paragens de autocarro, aeroportos,  Empire State Building, etc. (ok, talvez seja uma bocadinho exagero, mas acho que deu para perceber a ideia). Podem ver aqui a fotografia de que toda a&lt;/span&gt; gente fala e também a nossa foto com ela. Já existem leilões para esta foto no eBay a preços absolutamente exorbitantes, como podem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGt6oNXNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xASpONQVlQw/s1600-h/leo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGt6oNXNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xASpONQVlQw/s200/leo.jpg" title="Leo, the star" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069301347716521170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; imaginar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;É tudo por agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;À nossa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday it was Jesus' birthday. Jesus (not the one from the sky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; is a very nice Spanish guy and he got a very nice hat with balloons, offered by Camille and David, the new official French guy in Horsens. Another dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGuKoNXPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1UrKoBjV5kI/s1600-h/_DSC00233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGuKoNXPI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1UrKoBjV5kI/s200/_DSC00233.jpg" title="Me, Leo (the star) and Sebastien (franchute)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069301352011488498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; at the common kitchen, with lots of good food, as usual, NiIiiiCe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Me and "franchute" took a photo with the new star from Vitus Bering, Leo, which now has her photo everywhere, newspapers, school boards, internet, bus stops, airports, the empire state building, etc. (ok, these last ones maybe not, but you got the point, aye?) You can see the picture everyone is talking about and our picture with her. There are already auctions for this photo at eBay for insane prices as you might imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That's all for big news so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2070769116733075235?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2070769116733075235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2070769116733075235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2070769116733075235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2070769116733075235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/05/ontem-foi-o-aniversrio-do-nosso-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnGt6oNXOI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lIUzgVmO444/s72-c/_DSC00231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-7096532759562225808</id><published>2007-05-26T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:28:46.319+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus vikings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brian laudrup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbecue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all stars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Depois dos momentos gloriosos com os dois alemães, algumas semanas passaram e o que é que nós andámos a fazer desde então?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira resposta pode ser: a perder jogos (temos 1 ponto, olé!), mas há uma explicação (a sério!). Na Dinamarca estas coisas fixes estão sempre a acontecer! No primeiro semestre, estávamos na Série 1 e era suposto baixarmos de divisão para a Série 6 mas como éramos uns dos melhores piores (mais uma grande expressão), deixaram-nos ficar na Série 5. Melhor: houve qualquer coisa estranha na Série 4 e subimos para essa divisão! Tal significa, meus amigos, que estamos duas divisões acima de onde devíamos estar! NiIiiiCe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnRPKoNXUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ox1v4efG7wI/s1600-h/_DSC05103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnRPKoNXUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ox1v4efG7wI/s200/_DSC05103.jpg" title="International Day" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069312914063449410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnQpKoNXTI/AAAAAAAAAg8/2_hZRwty7rM/s1600-h/_DSC05088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnQpKoNXTI/AAAAAAAAAg8/2_hZRwty7rM/s200/_DSC05088.jpg" title="Polish dance at the International Day" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069312261228420402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnQPKoNXQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zYlMnihal9A/s1600-h/_DSC05078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnQPKoNXQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zYlMnihal9A/s200/_DSC05078.jpg" title="Karolina, me and Agnieszka" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069311814551821570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pessoal do K-block é suficientemente sortudo para ter um campito de vólei de praia no jardim com um grill para barbecue. Porque não ir lá? O tempo estava "f#$cking good" (como diz o meu amigo Luca da CNN) e passámos uma bela tarde de Verão a jogar vólei, a comer e a beber (isto é, depois de termos perdido 10-0 no jogo, NiIiiiCe!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há algumas semanas atrás houve outro Dia Internacional na faculdade (versão segundo semestre) que infelizmente não foi tão fantástico como o primeiro, mas não se preocupem, fizemos a festa na mesma! As primeiras jolas chegaram às 12h e continuaram a visitar-nos durante o resto do dia. Ao almoço, saboreámos diversos pratos deliciosos e assistimos a algumas actuações interessantes: de dança (Polónia) e de música. Toda a gente se reuniu no school bar onde um professor estava a deliciar os presentes com uma daquelas actuações que em Portugal se denomina de "pimba". Toda a gente estava com os copos e a gostar bastante! Fomos ver um excitante jogo de futebol ao estádio do Horsens, onde jogaram os solteiros e casados do Horsens contra as grandes (ou não) estrelas da Dinamarca, onde se destacava o Brian Laudrup (o Michael não veio porque estava a dar banho ao cão). Nunca o AC Horsens teve tanto apoio por parte de alguns estudantes internacionais com os copos a gritarem com toda a pujança "Horsens, tum tum tum, Horsens, tum tum tum"! À noite (meia-noite) fomos jogar Disco bowling (tipo ir ao Via Rápida, mas dá para jogar bowling) e depois tivemos de esperar não sei quanto tempo na rua por um táxi que levasse 5 indivíduos jeitosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir daí, o Sebastien começou a partilhar a sua intimidade com os seus amigos (mas só com os seus amigos! não peçam para explicar). Para quem não o conhece, é um "franchute" (francês, também conhecido como f#$king bastard, franchute de mierda, bastardo, e por aí em diante) que é por acaso o meu vizinho (e que grande vizinho ele é) e que come pasta com ketchup todos os dias. Está sentado neste momento ao meu lado e não faz puto de ideia que eu estou a escrever isto. Está a ver o Toulouse (to loose?) no portátil, tal como vimos na semana passada o glorioso FCP ser bicampeão nacional, allez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRSqoNXGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XC28JAMEPog/s1600-h/_DSC00180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRSqoNXGI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XC28JAMEPog/s200/_DSC00180.jpg" title="Barbecue &amp; Beach Volley" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068961130472103010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRS6oNXHI/AAAAAAAAAfc/G376nMDXl5Y/s1600-h/_DSC00182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRS6oNXHI/AAAAAAAAAfc/G376nMDXl5Y/s200/_DSC00182.jpg" title="Barbecue &amp; Beach Volley" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068961134767070322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRS6oNXII/AAAAAAAAAfk/UgWK1Iu50xk/s1600-h/_DSC00215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRS6oNXII/AAAAAAAAAfk/UgWK1Iu50xk/s200/_DSC00215.jpg" title="At the K-Block before the Hawaian Party" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068961134767070338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After the glorious moments with the German guys, some weeks have passed and what have we been doing since then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The first answer can be: Loosing games (we have one point, hurray!), but there is an explanation (really!). In Denmark these cool things always happen! We were in Serie 5, we were supposed to go down to Serie 6 but since we were among the best of the losers, we got to stay in Serie 5. Even better: there was something strange in Serie 4 and we got up to Serie 4! That means that we are two leagues up where we should be, NiIiiiCe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;People from the K-block are lucky enough to have a beach volleyball field in their garden with a barbecue grill, so why not go there? The weather was "f#$cking good" (like my friend Luca from the CNN says) and we spent an afternoon playing volleyball, eating and drinking beer (that was after loosing 10-0 in the football match, NiIiiiCe!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRTKoNXJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/dY3bo-qjeHg/s1600-h/_DSC00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRTKoNXJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/dY3bo-qjeHg/s200/_DSC00219.jpg" title="Me and George, the Australian mate!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068961139062037650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRTKoNXKI/AAAAAAAAAf0/WVatxVxSnIU/s1600-h/_DSC00220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliRTKoNXKI/AAAAAAAAAf0/WVatxVxSnIU/s200/_DSC00220.jpg" title="Horsens!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068961139062037666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A few weeks ago we had another International Day (second semester version) that unfortunately was not as good as the first one, but don't worry, we had enough party anyway! Drinking started at 12h and continued during the day. At lunch we had some delicious dishes and some dancing (Poland!) and music performances. Everyone gathered at the school bar where a teacher was giving a music show. Everyone was drunk and enjoying a lot! We went to see a fun-not-tastic game from old Horsens boys against the old All Stars team from Denmark, Brian Laudrup included. Horsens never saw so much support from a bunch of drunk international guys screaming "Horsens, tum tum tum, Horsens, tum tum tum"! Later in the evening (midnight) some of us went to play Disco bowling and after that we were a few hours at the street waiting for a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;From then on, Sebastien started to like sharing his intimacy with his friends (but just with his friends! if you don't know what I'm talking about, please don't ask me to explain). For those who don't know Sebastien, he is a crazy "franchute" (French, also known as f#$king bastard, franchute de mierda, bastardo, and so on) that happens to be my neighbour and who eats pasta with ketchup almost everyday. He is seated right next to me at the moment, but he does not know I am writing this, he is watching Toulouse (to loose?) on his laptop, just like we watched last week FC Porto winning the championship, allez!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-7096532759562225808?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/7096532759562225808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=7096532759562225808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/7096532759562225808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/7096532759562225808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/05/depois-dos-momentos-gloriosos-com-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RlnRPKoNXUI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ox1v4efG7wI/s72-c/_DSC05103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2141222708699610692</id><published>2007-04-24T20:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:22:52.043+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elena birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdKoNWxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/1kWRUHB_oAc/s1600-h/_DSC00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdKoNWxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/1kWRUHB_oAc/s200/_DSC00084.jpg" title="Make a wish Elena!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068953614279334674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdKoNWyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0bC95nPOado/s1600-h/_DSC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdKoNWyI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0bC95nPOado/s200/_DSC00090.jpg" title="Me and franchute!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068953614279334690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdaoNWzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/up6yOvBP468/s1600-h/_DSC00099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdaoNWzI/AAAAAAAAAc8/up6yOvBP468/s200/_DSC00099.jpg" title="Me, Friedl, Meri and Laura (Friedl's room)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068953618574302002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas tardes maníacos da internet (ou talvez não)! Já lá vai um tempo desde que actualizei este fantástico espaço! Mas não se preocupem, vão ficar a saber um pouco do que aconteceu desde o último contacto, durante esta emocionante leitura que estão prestes a iniciar! Vou dividir os "posts" por assunto, NiIiiiice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quarta-feira - 18/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o Friedl! É verdade, um dos alemães mais fantásticos de sempre voltou a Horsens para visitar a sua segunda família (nós, claro, "HeLLooOoo?!!!"). Readaptou-se com um jantar de boas vindas no seu ex-apartamento, onde agora mora uma loira toda gira (parecidos...!). Claro que a primeira coisa que o homem fez foi vir ao treino desses grandes, enigmáticos, Vitus Vikings, que lhe deram uma calorosa recepção (já o tempo não sei... mas é capaz também... diz que sim...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdaoNW0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/jkBHUTHRBWs/s1600-h/_DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdaoNW0I/AAAAAAAAAdE/jkBHUTHRBWs/s200/_DSC00104.jpg" title="Elena and me" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068953618574302018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdqoNW1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/4n8A3tOj1EE/s1600-h/_DSC00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdqoNW1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/4n8A3tOj1EE/s200/_DSC00106.jpg" title="Me and Marco (crazy Italian bastardo!)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068953622869269330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLH6oNW2I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ZnO_VCNgpMw/s1600-h/_DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLH6oNW2I/AAAAAAAAAdU/ZnO_VCNgpMw/s200/_DSC00110.jpg" title="Tio Manuel, me and Agne" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954348718742370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta-feira- 20/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o Armin! O melhor vizinho alemão de sempre está de volta para visitar os seus amiguinhos estrangeiros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste dia celebrámos o aniversário da Elena (Itália). Ela voltou de Tenerife com um "look" camarãozinho grelhadinho "ao alho", assim como os outros elementos da sua espécie que a acompanharam (: Roman (.it), Sebastien (.fr), Agne (.lt), Laura (.lt) e Andrea (.it). Estes amiguinhos sortudos foram numa viagem supersónica até Dublin, Tenerife e Barcelona em 6 dias e, pelo que ouvi, tiveram de carregar as suas malas nada pesadas pelo caminho e não dormiram muito (chegaram cansadinhos, taditos), mas, hey, são estudantes ERASMUS, quem se importa? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve um belo jantar na cozinha comum e uma festa no "common room" grande (agora temos 3, que luxo!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLH6oNW3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/alljzAs0_Vo/s1600-h/_CIMG2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLH6oNW3I/AAAAAAAAAdc/alljzAs0_Vo/s200/_CIMG2620.jpg" title="The three mates!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954348718742386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLIKoNW4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/q801c0Zth-g/s1600-h/_CIMG2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLIKoNW4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/q801c0Zth-g/s200/_CIMG2622.jpg" title="Sebastien, Elena and Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954353013709698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0KoNXBI/AAAAAAAAAes/mmJnEjOBHcA/s1600-h/_CIMG2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0KoNXBI/AAAAAAAAAes/mmJnEjOBHcA/s200/_CIMG2621.jpg" title="Elena, Marta, Milena and Agne" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068957307951209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sábado - 21/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela manhã, depois de uma noite "bem passada", a Vica (da Rússia, tem o corte de cabelo mais fashion em Horsens e é a namorada do Fernando (joder tio!)) teve a bondade (e a honra, vá!) de me cortar o cabelo de uma forma genial! Tornei-me um fã, obviamente. No dia anterior aquele que vos escreve tentou ir ao cabeleireiro para fazer o que as pessoas normalmente fazem em tais locais. Fechava às 19h, por isso dirigi-me à sua localização por volta das 16h. Não é que me disseram que já não dava para cortar o meu cabelo porque já era tarde e não iam ter tempo... Perguntei quando podia cortar de novo... Ia estar aberto no dia seguinte (Sábado, depois de uma noite de festa) das 8h às 13h... Feito parvo, disse "talvez possa vir às 11h" (isto não em português, claro, porque eles não falam muito disso aqui, como devem calcular), e eles responderam "não, isso é muito tarde, tenta vir às 8h, porque algumas pessoas até estão aqui antes das 8h" (não em português também). É a loucura! A Dinamarca nunca pára de surpreender...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À tarde, eu, o Friedl, o Manuel e o Ivan fomos jogar o primeiro desafio da temporada com os Vitus Vikings. A estreia não podia ser melhor: 7-2! (perdemos, claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite, eu, o Roman, a Meri e a Marta (Polónia) organizámos um jantar gigante no nosso corredor para mais de 30 pessoas. Tínhamos de fazer alguma coisa especial para os putos alemães...! Nunca houve tanta gente no nosso corredor e apartamento. Ensaiámos alguns "skol movements" e houve muita bebida e comida para todos os gostos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do jantar houve a festa habitual, desta vez deslocámo-nos ao apartamento da Zosia (Polónia), onde eu, o David, Friedl, Armin, Matthieu e a Julie festejámos ao estilo da velha-guarda do 1º semestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0KoNXCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/3p367QbIK9Q/s1600-h/_DSC00120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0KoNXCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/3p367QbIK9Q/s200/_DSC00120.jpg" title="Dinner at the corridor" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068957307951209506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0aoNXDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6mPKbol3fR8/s1600-h/_DSC00122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0aoNXDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/6mPKbol3fR8/s200/_DSC00122.jpg" title="Dinner at the corridor" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068957312246176818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0aoNXEI/AAAAAAAAAfE/HJWZXxlBz9A/s1600-h/_DSC00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0aoNXEI/AAAAAAAAAfE/HJWZXxlBz9A/s200/_DSC00127.jpg" title="Dinner at the corridor" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068957312246176834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo - 22/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde passada nos Viciados em Matraquilhos F.C.! Jantar em casa da Camille e noite de Poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Segunda-feira - 23/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Friedl e o Armin voltaram às suas vidinhas. Nós os três vamos encontrar-nos novamente no festival Rock Im Park na Alemanha, a decorrer de 1 a 3 de Junho. Quem quiser inscrever-se nesta fantástica viagem, só tem que preencher o formulário E530-52B, que pode ser levantado num local onde ninguém sabe muito bem onde fica (não... brincadeirinha, isto não é Portugal!). Querem ver as bandas que vão tocar no festival? Eu sei que não, caso contrário vão querer e toda a gente sabe que isso não é possível! Mas eu deixo, podem ver o cartaz &lt;a href="http://www.rock-im-park.de/gfx/rr2007_webposter_big08.gif" target="_blank"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0qoNXFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/M28TfO_n0d8/s1600-h/_DSC00129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliN0qoNXFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/M28TfO_n0d8/s200/_DSC00129.jpg" title="Dinner at the corridor" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068957316541144146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello internet freaks! It's been awhile since last time I updated this incredible space! But don't worry, you will get to know a bit of what has happened since then during this terrific reading you are about to experience! I will divide the posts by subject, NiIiiiice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wednesday - 18/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Friedl arrives! That's true, one of the two coolest German guys ever has came back to Horsens to visit his second family (us, of course, "HeLLooOoo?!!!"). He got acquainted with a welcome Friedl warm-up dinner at Meri's, David's and ex-Friedl's place. Of course the first thing he did when he arrived was to go to the Vitus Vikings practice, where everyone welcomed him cheerfully (maybe the weather also, can't remember quite well, but "could be").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLIKoNW5I/AAAAAAAAAds/pHARY4eRjxc/s1600-h/_DSC00163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLIKoNW5I/AAAAAAAAAds/pHARY4eRjxc/s200/_DSC00163.jpg" title="The four mates!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954353013709714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLU6oNW7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KAzFRpTk6fE/s1600-h/_DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLU6oNW7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KAzFRpTk6fE/s200/_DSC00166.jpg" title="At Zosia's" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954572057041842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLU6oNW8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/AkyAl-s17Kc/s1600-h/_DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLU6oNW8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/AkyAl-s17Kc/s200/_DSC00168.jpg" title="Me and Zosia bidulka :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954572057041858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Friday - 20/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Armin arrives! The best German neighbour ever also came back to visit his crazy friends, "it's OkaAaay!!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today we celebrated Elena's birthday. She came back from Tenerife looking like a little shrimp, together with other elements of her species (: Roman (.it), Sebastien (.fr), Agne (.lt), Laura (.lt) and Andrea (.it). These lucky friends went on a flash trip to Dublin, Tenerife, Barcelona in 6 days and for what I've heard they had to carry their luggage all the way and didn't sleep much, but, hey, they are ERASMUS students, so who cares? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There was a nice dinner in the common kitchen and after a party in the big common room (now we have 3 common rooms, what a luxury!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVKoNW9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/LGcqX-ImLvk/s1600-h/_DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVKoNW9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/LGcqX-ImLvk/s200/_DSC00169.jpg" title="Me, Julien (yeah man!) and Friedl" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954576352009170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVKoNW-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/6yv_t4JXKHo/s1600-h/_DSC00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVKoNW-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/6yv_t4JXKHo/s200/_DSC00170.jpg" title="The three Popeyes" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954576352009186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVaoNW_I/AAAAAAAAAec/87frp7mOas0/s1600-h/_DSC00174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLVaoNW_I/AAAAAAAAAec/87frp7mOas0/s200/_DSC00174.jpg" title="Nigga Friedl" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954580646976498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Saturday - 21/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;By the morning, after a "well spent" night, Vica (from Russia, she has the best haircut in Horsens and she is Fernando's girlfriend (joder tio!)) had the kindness of cutting my hair in a really great way! I certainly became a fan of her magnificent work! The day before I had tried to go to a store to cut my hair; the store would close at 19h, so I went there around 16h, when they told me they could not cut my hair because it was too late and they wouldn't have the time... I asked when I could cut it again... It would be open the next day (Saturday, after a night of party) from 8h to 13h... I said "maybe I can come at 11h" and they said "no, that's too late, you should come at 8h, some people are even here before 8h". F#$kin crazy, man! Denmark never stops surprising...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Later in the afternoon, me, Friedl, Manuel and Ivan went to play our first game of the season with the Vitus Vikings. The debut could not be better: 7-2! (we lost).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In the evening, me, Roman, Meri and Marta threw a giant dinner in my corridor for over 30 people. We needed to do something special for the German kids...! There was never so many people in this corridor as well as in our flat. We rehearsed a few Skol Movements and there was plenty of food and drinks for all the tastes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After the dinner there was the usual party, this time at Zosia's flat, where me, David, Friedl, Armin, Matthieu and Julie had some nice 1st semester old-school partying! "SkOOoooooOOL MooOOOvemEnt!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLe6oNXAI/AAAAAAAAAek/6ZXiB5geGQk/s1600-h/_DSC00176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliLe6oNXAI/AAAAAAAAAek/6ZXiB5geGQk/s200/_DSC00176.jpg" title="Table Soccer Addicted F.C." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068954743855733762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunday - 22/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Afternoon spent in the Table Soccer Addicted F.C.! Evening, dinner at Camille's and Poker Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Monday - 23/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Goodbye day for Friedl and Armin. The three of us are meeting at Rock Im Park festival in Germany from the 1st to the 3rd of June. If you want to sign up for this trip, you just need to fill the form E530-52B, that can be picked up somewhere no one knows quite well (nah, just kidding, it's not Portugal!). Want to see the bands that are playing? I know you don't because then you will want to go but you can't! But I let you see the poster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.rock-im-park.de/gfx/rr2007_webposter_big08.gif" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2141222708699610692?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2141222708699610692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2141222708699610692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2141222708699610692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2141222708699610692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/04/boas-tardes-manacos-da-internet-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RliKdKoNWxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/1kWRUHB_oAc/s72-c/_DSC00084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-8810443917459068710</id><published>2007-04-20T10:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:36:21.872+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois the alguns meses com promessas de que este vídeo iria ver a luz do dia (!), apresento-vos agora o muito esperado (pelo menos por 1 pessoa :)) vídeo do aniversário da Camille nos dias 23 e 24 de Novembro de 2006. Dois dias de grande rambóia, grandes memórias, old-school 1º semestre style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After several months of waiting and many promises that one day this would be made (!), hereby I present you the long awaited (at least for one person :)) video of Camille's Birthday on November 23rd and 24th, 2006. Two days of great fun, great memories, 1st semester old-school style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="316" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3orn2Fqbe2XGNcqIk"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3orn2Fqbe2XGNcqIk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="316" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1rhz8_camilles-22nd-birthday"&gt;Camille's 22nd Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/danis039"&gt;danis039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-8810443917459068710?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8810443917459068710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=8810443917459068710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8810443917459068710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8810443917459068710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/04/depois-alguns-meses-com-promessas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-5401716736937901332</id><published>2007-04-13T20:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:47:16.640+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbecue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dublin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_ca3GrnGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x34zoitTbcA/s1600-h/_DSC00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_ca3GrnGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x34zoitTbcA/s200/_DSC00062.jpg" title="Beach volleyball" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052999660959669346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mais uma excelente tarde de primavera: os índices de UV estão elevados, as notícias agora até alertam para tal facto, e três italianos foram para o porto e ficaram com 1 "look" tipo camarão com óculos de sol pintados de branco deveras engraçado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje houve mais um barbecue no relvado das traseiras da escola, desta vez mais pequeno que o anterior, não estiveram presentes 50 ou mais pessoas, mas foi engraçado porque o pessoal esteve a jogar vólei de praia e a sujar os pés na areia manhosa. Meninas,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbHGrnII/AAAAAAAAAcU/DNIktQqaACo/s1600-h/_DSC00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbHGrnII/AAAAAAAAAcU/DNIktQqaACo/s200/_DSC00070.jpg" title="Beach volleyball" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052999665254636674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meninos, muitos, poucos, uns dali, outros dacolá, uns com mais jeito, outros com menos, outros que pensam que sabem o que estão a fazer mas talvez sejam uns kromitos (tipo quem vos escreve) a celebrar essa festa que é passar a bola por cima de uma rede de um lado para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve também limpeza do bunker, local que já serviu para estudantes viverem, nas traseiras da escola, junto ao campo de vólei, bar da escola, P3 e relvado para barbecues e futeboladas. Esta casa irá servir de local para meninos e meninas fazerem barulho com as suas vozes, guitarras, baixos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbHGrnHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/aa4tYHjQilE/s1600-h/_DSC00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbHGrnHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/aa4tYHjQilE/s200/_DSC00064.jpg" title="Beach volleyball" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052999665254636658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; baterias. Será que haverão uns concertos em breve? A ver... Para a semana espera-se que sejam transportados os instrumentos para este abrigo, uma vez que a escola já os tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve também este post para informar os interessados que, depois da Chiara (1º semestre) ter estado cá, os nossos grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s amigos alemães Friedl e Armin vêm visitar as gentes do país onde se diz "for helvede!". Vai ser bonito! Estão também abertas as inscrições para os interessados em ir visitar o Friedl em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Maio a Dublin (viagem muito barata pela Ryanair!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbXGrnJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/S2jCBqI-UQM/s1600-h/_DSC00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbXGrnJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/S2jCBqI-UQM/s200/_DSC00074.jpg" title="People at the barbecue!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052999669549603986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Another excellent Spring afternoon: the UV levels are high, the news even alert for that, and three italians went to the harbour and got a new stylish "shrimp look"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; with white sun glasses marked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today there was another barbecue in the green field at the back of the school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; this time smaller than the previous one, there weren't 50 persons or more, but it was nice as well because there was beach volleyball and people got their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbXGrnKI/AAAAAAAAAck/RNBBJtI5seQ/s1600-h/_DSC00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_cbXGrnKI/AAAAAAAAAck/RNBBJtI5seQ/s200/_DSC00075.jpg" title="Manel doing the dance" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052999669549604002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; feet dirty. Girls, boys, many, few, ones from there, others from another place, ones more talented, others less, others that think they know what they are doing but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; maybe they don't (perhaps like the one who writes to you) celebrating the party which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; passing a ball over a net from one side to the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The bunker was also cleaned, a place that used to be a students house, behind the school, next to the volleyball place, school bar, P3 and the green field for barbecues and football matches. This house will serve as a place for boys and girls to make noise with their voices, guitars, bass guitars and drums. Maybe there will be a few concerts soon? We'll see... Next week we hope that the instruments can be placed there, since the school already has them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This post is also to inform the interested ones that after Chiara (1st semester) has been here, our great (GEIL!) friends from Germany, Friedl and Armin, will visit the country where people say "for helvede!". It will be pretty! Everyone who wants to visit Friedl in May in Dublin can signup for the trip (very cheap flights by Ryanair!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-5401716736937901332?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5401716736937901332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=5401716736937901332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5401716736937901332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5401716736937901332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/04/mais-uma-excelente-tarde-de-primavera.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh_ca3GrnGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/x34zoitTbcA/s72-c/_DSC00062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-26436116109736765</id><published>2007-04-12T18:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T19:59:02.319+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lisboa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t_HGrnEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PJydg4WIYxI/s1600-h/_DSCF0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t_HGrnEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PJydg4WIYxI/s200/_DSCF0015.jpg" title="Avó Fernanda, me and xubinhos (nephews)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596762962533442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t_XGrnFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5H1TSndRDpk/s1600-h/_DSCF0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t_XGrnFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5H1TSndRDpk/s200/_DSCF0023.jpg" title="Me and sis" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596767257500754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5nGrnDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2CMGmhJC86M/s1600-h/_DSCF0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5nGrnDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2CMGmhJC86M/s200/_DSCF0013.jpg" title="Isabel, Avó Emília &amp; sis" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596668473252914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boa tarde! E não digo boa só por dizer, o sol brilha, a temperatura está bastante agradável e parece mesmo Primavera. Depois de uma semana e alguns dias de férias na terrinha, Portugal, parece que o bom tempo se deslocou para nordeste, vindo parar direitinho a Horsens, Dinamarca. Já se joga voleibol de jardim, já se vê gente de calções de banho e t-shirt (e esses bikinis, meninas?), já dá para jogar futebol até às 9 da noite, já se fazem grandes barbecues no belo relvado da escola e já se fazem greves de autocarros 2 dias seguidos o que faz com que algumas pessoas cheguem atrasadas ao trabalho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svXGrmrI/AAAAAAAAAYs/J_9oudpKURE/s1600-h/_DSC01972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svXGrmrI/AAAAAAAAAYs/J_9oudpKURE/s200/_DSC01972.jpg" title="Karolicious @ Porto by night" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595392867965618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svnGrmsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NZVw03iY0r8/s1600-h/_DSC01977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svnGrmsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NZVw03iY0r8/s200/_DSC01977.jpg" title="Karolicious @ Porto by night" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595397162932930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svnGrmtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QWd3VitaT7Y/s1600-h/_DSC01978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5svnGrmtI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QWd3VitaT7Y/s200/_DSC01978.jpg" title="Porto by night" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595397162932946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pois é, a última semana foi passada em Portugal com a família, amigos (não todos, infelizmente) e a Karolicious. Nada como umas boas férias ao sol quentinho, a viajar, a ir à praia, a brincar com os sobrinhos, a almoçar e a jantar do melhor que há com aqueles de quem mais gostamos, a passar noites em hóteis, a guiar, a falar português, a beber 1s copos ao som dos Aspegic (esta é para ti Bruno!), a ver o André com os copos, a ir recordar o belo do Bairro Alto (esta é polémica, mas passa), a ir ver peixinhos e pinguins no Oceanário, a ir ao Dragão ver o líder do campeonato a dar 5-1 ao Setúbal, a ir à casa dos amigos, da família, a jogar bilhar (sem ser de bolso), a beber caipirinhas, caipirões e Super Bocks, entre muitas outras coisas mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5sv3GrmuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/RBdyQXSzpqU/s1600-h/_DSC01981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5sv3GrmuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/RBdyQXSzpqU/s200/_DSC01981.jpg" title="Me &amp; Karolicious @ Aveiro" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595401457900258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5swHGrmvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4cz1CQYoi3g/s1600-h/_DSC01992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5swHGrmvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4cz1CQYoi3g/s200/_DSC01992.jpg" title="Me &amp; Karolicious @ Aveiro" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595405752867570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tVnGrm1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EUxntZ7JDA0/s1600-h/_DSC02056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tVnGrm1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EUxntZ7JDA0/s200/_DSC02056.jpg" title="Me &amp; Karolicious @ Fátima" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596049997962066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tirando alguns grandes percalços que alguns de vocês já poderão saber que aconteceram durante a viagem Porto - Coimbra - Lisboa - Porto, mais concretamente na capital (tinha de ser! :P), foi uma semana para recordar e que vai deixar saudades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDHGrmwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/jxsnP6NoQ_Y/s1600-h/_DSC01994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDHGrmwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/jxsnP6NoQ_Y/s200/_DSC01994.jpg" title="Portugal dos Pequenitos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595732170382082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDXGrmxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FW9oEjVNJoE/s1600-h/_DSC01996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDXGrmxI/AAAAAAAAAZc/FW9oEjVNJoE/s200/_DSC01996.jpg" title="Portugal dos Pequenitos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595736465349394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDXGrmyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BPEaDT4Pb74/s1600-h/_DSC02012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDXGrmyI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BPEaDT4Pb74/s200/_DSC02012.jpg" title="Portugal dos Pequenitos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595736465349410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Good afternoon! And I don't say good just by saying, the sun shines, the temperature is pretty nice and it begins looking like real Spring. After a week and some days of holidays in my homeland, Portugal, it looks like the good weather travelled north-east towards Horsens in Denmark. People are playing garden volleyball, some wear bathing shorts and t-shirt (what about the bikinis, girls?), it is possible to play football until 9 in the evening, students make big barbecues at the school grass field and bus companies make strikes 2 days in a row which leads some people to get late at their jobs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDnGrmzI/AAAAAAAAAZs/pwDL9C-ML-E/s1600-h/_DSC02015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tDnGrmzI/AAAAAAAAAZs/pwDL9C-ML-E/s200/_DSC02015.jpg" title="Portugal dos Pequenitos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595740760316722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tD3Grm0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZnvrinC7GyE/s1600-h/_DSC02017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tD3Grm0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZnvrinC7GyE/s200/_DSC02017.jpg" title="Portugal dos Pequenitos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052595745055284034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tVnGrm2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xrn-EcaZaUY/s1600-h/_DSC02095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tVnGrm2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xrn-EcaZaUY/s200/_DSC02095.jpg" title="Lisboa" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596049997962082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That's right, last week was spent in Portugal with family, friends (not all of them, unfortunately) and Karolicious. Nothing like some nice holidays under the warm sun, travelling, going to the beach, playing with the nephews, lunching and dinning the best you can get with the ones you love, spending nights in hotels, driving, speaking Portuguese, drinking at a bar listening to Aspegic (this one's for you Bruno!), seeing André drunkie, reliving the nights of Bairro Alto, seeing fishies and penguins at Oceanário, going to Dragão's stadium to see the leader smashing Setúbal by 5-1, going to friends' houses, family's, playing pool (not pocket pool though), drinking caipirinhas, caipirões and Super Bocks, among many other nice things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tV3Grm3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/KfUXN2JnvcI/s1600-h/_DSC02104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tV3Grm3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/KfUXN2JnvcI/s200/_DSC02104.jpg" title="o Grande Gil" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596054292929394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tV3Grm4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/jHw3ylOcRkE/s1600-h/_DSC02105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tV3Grm4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/jHw3ylOcRkE/s200/_DSC02105.jpg" title="o Grande Gil" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596054292929410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5HGrm_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/g_rh34ATzIY/s1600-h/_DSC02176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5HGrm_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/g_rh34ATzIY/s200/_DSC02176.jpg" title="Flip &amp; moi @ Praia da Fonte da Telha" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596659883318258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Without counting some big drawbacks that some of you might know already that happened during the Porto - Coimbra- Lisboa - Porto trip, it was definitely, for sure and for helvede a week to remember and that I (or we) will miss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tpXGrm6I/AAAAAAAAAak/bRxy1WdQqrE/s1600-h/_DSC02130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tpXGrm6I/AAAAAAAAAak/bRxy1WdQqrE/s200/_DSC02130.jpg" title="Oceanário" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596389300378530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tWHGrm5I/AAAAAAAAAac/K4mUflZrf5I/s1600-h/_DSC02128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tWHGrm5I/AAAAAAAAAac/K4mUflZrf5I/s200/_DSC02128.jpg" title="Oceanário" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596058587896722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/0mTVhGLPJZg/s1600-h/_DSC02146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/0mTVhGLPJZg/s200/_DSC02146.jpg" title="Jaws!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596397890313170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/v9tuajldikg/s1600-h/_DSC02145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/v9tuajldikg/s200/_DSC02145.jpg" title="Me under water" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596397890313154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tpnGrm7I/AAAAAAAAAas/OcwErxnxa9c/s1600-h/_DSC02144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tpnGrm7I/AAAAAAAAAas/OcwErxnxa9c/s200/_DSC02144.jpg" title="Karolicious under water" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596393595345842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/OtqsM4CVhhE/s1600-h/_DSC02162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5tp3Grm-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/OtqsM4CVhhE/s200/_DSC02162.jpg" title="bK crew incomplete!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596397890313186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5HGrnAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/h7p6Yyu-KaQ/s1600-h/_DSC02180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5HGrnAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/h7p6Yyu-KaQ/s200/_DSC02180.jpg" title="Bonito!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596659883318274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5XGrnBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sxyyqrRvvAU/s1600-h/_DSC00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5XGrnBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sxyyqrRvvAU/s200/_DSC00007.jpg" title="The 2 new best friends" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596664178285586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5nGrnCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/I-a2n1R_mvI/s1600-h/_DSC00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t5nGrnCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/I-a2n1R_mvI/s200/_DSC00053.jpg" title="Family at Easter" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052596668473252898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-26436116109736765?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/26436116109736765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=26436116109736765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/26436116109736765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/26436116109736765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/04/boa-tarde-e-no-digo-boa-s-por-dizer-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rh5t_HGrnEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PJydg4WIYxI/s72-c/_DSCF0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6244967032813770651</id><published>2007-03-29T23:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:58:18.363+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olá gente bonita! Só para dizer que vou estar em Portugal de dia 31 de Março a dia 8 de Abril. Quem quiser autógrafos ou outras coisas que tais já sabe como me contactar! :) Agradeço que o façam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hi people! Just to say I will be in Portugal from March the 30th to April the 8th. For those of you who want to get an autograph or something like that you know how to reach me! :) I appreciate if you do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kisses and hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6244967032813770651?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6244967032813770651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6244967032813770651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6244967032813770651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6244967032813770651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/03/ol-gente-bonita-s-para-dizer-que-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6327611585824121435</id><published>2007-02-24T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:18:28.761+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Olá gente! Mais uma semana, mais trabalhinho e, como recompensa, o meu primeiro salário! Esta semana foi marcada pelo regresso do David, esse grande maluco, que esteve ausente na Hungria por mais de um mês, diz ele que andou a fazer exames para a faculdade! O Friedl arranjou um emprego na Irlanda, após a sua aventura em ERASMUS aqui na Dinamarca. Parabéns e boa sorte mate! Recebi também prendinhas muito boas da mana, cunhado, sobrinho, sobrinha e tia Lita. Muito obrigado! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYjL41FI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QgaAQ1x4yMU/s1600-h/_DSC01877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYjL41FI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QgaAQ1x4yMU/s200/_DSC01877.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and a very cute indian girl :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188632394716242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYzL41GI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bSGH9r_Su-c/s1600-h/_DSC01880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYzL41GI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bSGH9r_Su-c/s200/_DSC01880.jpg" title="Kittie Meri, Prince David, Batwoman Camille, Pirate Daniel, the horse and the frog" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188636689683554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYzL41HI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/snWSX9TSjsg/s1600-h/_DSC01883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYzL41HI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/snWSX9TSjsg/s200/_DSC01883.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Luca after stealing the cavemen" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188636689683570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ontem festejámos o Carnaval, com um jantar na faculdade e festa no P3. Muitas fatiotas originais, outras nem tanto (tipo eu... só mesmo para desenrascar... já lá vão os tempos em que me mascarava de Homem-Aranha!) e acima de tudo, a diversão do costume. Piratas, índias, o diabo, a batwoman, gatas, robôs, extra-terrestres, dinamarquesas boazonas, espanholas boazonas, rapazes com bigode, a equipa das cavernas, uma mulher grávida desdentada, enfermeiras (ui...!), meninos e meninas assustadores, o Super-Homem, um barril de cerveja da Carlsberg, surfistas (frio!), Asterix, Obelix, bebés, Marianne Falbe (provavelmente não conhecem), e mais, muitos, muitos mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVZDL41II/AAAAAAAAAWY/YMRg1kEFjUc/s1600-h/_DSC01884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVZDL41II/AAAAAAAAAWY/YMRg1kEFjUc/s200/_DSC01884.jpg" title="Marianne Falbe and Pirate Daniel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188640984650882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVZDL41JI/AAAAAAAAAWg/d0OWBHzmCn4/s1600-h/_DSC01886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVZDL41JI/AAAAAAAAAWg/d0OWBHzmCn4/s200/_DSC01886.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel, Pirate Karolina, Roman the Devil and Caveman Paolo" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188640984650898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtDL41KI/AAAAAAAAAWo/pYjSCm187TQ/s1600-h/_DSC01887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtDL41KI/AAAAAAAAAWo/pYjSCm187TQ/s200/_DSC01887.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Caveman Paolo" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188984582034594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por agora é tudo. Espero que gostem das imagens e tenham um bom fim-de-semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtDL41LI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XFbxOJPhOvA/s1600-h/_DSC01888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtDL41LI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XFbxOJPhOvA/s200/_DSC01888.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Cavegirl Vanessa" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188984582034610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtTL41MI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iLj26mfvhVs/s1600-h/_DSC01889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtTL41MI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iLj26mfvhVs/s200/_DSC01889.jpg" title="Cavegirl Anneta and Pirate Daniel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188988877001922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtjL41NI/AAAAAAAAAXA/w0haD6vZt_o/s1600-h/_DSC01890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtjL41NI/AAAAAAAAAXA/w0haD6vZt_o/s200/_DSC01890.jpg" title="Baby Michasia and Pirate Daniel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188993171969234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hi people! Another week, more work and, as a reward, the first salary! This week was marked by David's (that crazy bastard!) return, who was away in Hungary due to exams (or at least that's what he said!). Friedl got a job in Ireland after his ERASMUS adventure here in Denmark. Congratulations and good luck mate! I can't wait to hear you speaking with the Irish accent! :D I also received some very nice gifts from my sister, brother in law, nephew, niece and aunt Lita. Thank you very much! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtjL41OI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dmBIu4SIA7U/s1600-h/_DSC01894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVtjL41OI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dmBIu4SIA7U/s200/_DSC01894.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Roman the devil" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035188993171969250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjDL41PI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LeR_Tx-708g/s1600-h/_DSC01895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjDL41PI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LeR_Tx-708g/s200/_DSC01895.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Cavegirl Alice" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035189912294970610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41QI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iTAb6HFM8Cs/s1600-h/_DSC01896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41QI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iTAb6HFM8Cs/s200/_DSC01896.jpg" title="Pirate Daniel and Marta as a cute girl" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035189916589937922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday we celebrated Carnival, with a dinner at the school and party at the P3. Many nice and original costumes, other not that much (like me of course...! it has been a long time since I wore for the last time my mum's home made Spiderman outfit!), and the most important of it all, the usual fun! Some pirates, an indian very cute girl :), the devil, batwoman, kitties, robots, aliens, princes, hot Danish girls, hot Spanish girls, guys with moustache (noski eskimoski!), a cavemen team, a pregnant woman, nurses, scary people with scars, the superman, a Carlsberg beer barril, surfers (cold!), Asterix, Obelix, babies, Marianne Falbe (yes! she was there!), and many many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41RI/AAAAAAAAAXg/3RoaqoOFNYY/s1600-h/_DSC01899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41RI/AAAAAAAAAXg/3RoaqoOFNYY/s200/_DSC01899.jpg" title="The cute couple is back!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035189916589937938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41SI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IT8K2UbPJ28/s1600-h/_DSC01900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCWjTL41SI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IT8K2UbPJ28/s200/_DSC01900.jpg" title="Cute indian Karolina and cute girl Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035189916589937954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That's all for now! Enjoy the pictures and have a nice weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6327611585824121435?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6327611585824121435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6327611585824121435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6327611585824121435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6327611585824121435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/02/ol-gente-mais-uma-semana-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/ReCVYjL41FI/AAAAAAAAAWA/QgaAQ1x4yMU/s72-c/_DSC01877.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-8064993350367167098</id><published>2007-02-18T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:03:27.024+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paella dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshman trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rdx7MDL41EI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mfKCPFDqyzo/s1600-h/_DSC01875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rdx7MDL41EI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mfKCPFDqyzo/s200/_DSC01875.jpg" title="My working place!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034033930437186626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL400I/AAAAAAAAASg/TEXJhDgPo4g/s1600-h/_DSC01867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL400I/AAAAAAAAASg/TEXJhDgPo4g/s200/_DSC01867.jpg" title="My desktop" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033707873699943234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpTL403I/AAAAAAAAAS4/cD8TDLM4GiQ/s1600-h/_DSCI0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpTL403I/AAAAAAAAAS4/cD8TDLM4GiQ/s200/_DSCI0010.jpg" title="Picking up money to eat spare ribs :D" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033707877994910578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nova vida. Esta foi uma semana bastante especial, diferente e não menos importante. Primeiro contrato, primeiro trabalho, primeira remuneração, novo desafio, estágio profissional, empresa multinacional, muita gente a falar dinamarquês, contacto com profissionais experientes e com uma nova realidade. Desde o dia 12 de Fevereiro até ao dia 12 de Julho estarei a estagiar em Vejle, uma cidade a 30 min. de Horsens, onde estão as instalações da ADP Dealer Services Denmark e onde passarei todos os dias de segunda a sexta-feira entre as 8h30 e as 16h30 (14h30 às sextas). Acordar às 6h40, tomar banho, tomar pequeno-almoço, ir até à estação de bicicleta ou de autocarro, apanhar o comboio até Vejle e finalmente apanhar novo autocarro até à empresa. Novo percurso no regresso. Um facto curioso: a comida na cantina da empresa é mais barata que na cantina da faculdade, será que isto faz algum sentido...? A mim nem por isso. Pelo que me disseram, a média de idade dos trabalhadores da empresa é de 40 e poucos anos, pelo que eu sou não muito mais que um rapazito que lá anda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRgzL40vI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xRP_5DArKAM/s1600-h/_DSC01820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRgzL40vI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xRP_5DArKAM/s200/_DSC01820.jpg" title="Ivan vs. Roman in Paella mode" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033706632454394610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhTL40wI/AAAAAAAAASA/65Fdt5QpWVE/s1600-h/_DSC01827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhTL40wI/AAAAAAAAASA/65Fdt5QpWVE/s200/_DSC01827.jpg" title="Paella dinner" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033706641044329218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhTL40xI/AAAAAAAAASI/gt6R6XabnPA/s1600-h/_DSC01840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhTL40xI/AAAAAAAAASI/gt6R6XabnPA/s200/_DSC01840.jpg" title="Paella dinner" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033706641044329234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para além de trabalho foi também uma semana especial pois marcou o início do segundo semestre aqui na Vitus Bering. Muitas caras simpáticas e larocas novas assim como recentes aquisições/amizades. Substituição no quarto 16: saem Matthieu (.fr) e Julie (.fr) e entra Sebastian (.fr). Substituição no quarto 18: sai Armin (.de) e entra Roman (.ru/.it). Substituição no quarto 13: sai Friedl (.de) e entra Laura (.lt). Três substituições bastante importantes nas imediações: primeiro, porque tenho novos vizinhos, segundo, porque alguns dos meus melhores amigos já não andam por cá, terceiro, porque o David vai passar a viver com duas raparigas, Camille, cuidado! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNTL405I/AAAAAAAAATI/7n5bDrhMLZM/s1600-h/_IMGP0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNTL405I/AAAAAAAAATI/7n5bDrhMLZM/s200/_IMGP0153.jpg" title="Roman and Sebastian after Paella and wine" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033708496470201234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNTL406I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QWMtmpDc5uU/s1600-h/_Paella+competition,+Roman+%28catalena%29+vs+Ivan+%28valenciana%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNTL406I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QWMtmpDc5uU/s200/_Paella+competition,+Roman+%28catalena%29+vs+Ivan+%28valenciana%29.jpg" title="No wonder why the food is not perfect :P" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033708496470201250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhjL40yI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XYUbuhW_1Wc/s1600-h/_DSC01841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhjL40yI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XYUbuhW_1Wc/s200/_DSC01841.jpg" title="Elena and Ivan (so cute!)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033706645339296546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde as últimas semanas que o nosso apartamento é alvo de alguns jantares interessantes, com novos intervenientes que integram agora parte da remodelada equipa: Ivan (.es), Elena (.it), Andrea (.it), Leonor (.fr), para além dos meus vizinhos Roman e Sebastian. Nestes últimos dias tivemos também a companhia da super simpática namorada do Sebastian, que embora só tenha estado cá uma semana vai fazer a sua falta no futuro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No fim da última semana, teve lugar também nova Freshman Trip, onde cerca de 100 estudantes se reuniram para um grande convívio e palhaçada. Desta vez, ao contrário da última, fui como guia e não como caloiro (sim, já sou muito experiente por estes lados!). Os estudantes foram divididos em 12 equipas e destacaram-se competições como a construção de um mecanismo para introduzir cerveja num copo, competição em que 1 rapaz e 1 rapariga têm de trocar roupas, ou outra em que um rapaz tem de passar uma pequena bola (do tamanho de uma de ténis) por todo o corpo de uma rapariga, por debaixo de toda a roupa, e vice-versa. Houve também um jantar de gala interessante, embora não tanto como da vez anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Podem ver também algumas fotos do último dia do Armin e Friedl por estes lados *snif*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bom Carnaval, se for o caso! Aqui nem por isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUATL40-I/AAAAAAAAATw/CsAVh6pj3Mk/s1600-h/_HPIM2470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUATL40-I/AAAAAAAAATw/CsAVh6pj3Mk/s200/_HPIM2470.jpg" title="Freshmen games" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033709372643529698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAzL41CI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yibPQmH-dAw/s1600-h/_PICT0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAzL41CI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yibPQmH-dAw/s200/_PICT0485.jpg" title="The best beer device, my group's, of course!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033709381233464354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUATL40_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/uo6kLqa1dAk/s1600-h/_HPIM2482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUATL40_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/uo6kLqa1dAk/s200/_HPIM2482.jpg" title="Freshmen games" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033709372643529714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;New life. This was a very special week, different and not less important. First contract, first job, first remuneration, new challenge, professional traineeship, multinational enterprise, many people speaking Danish, contact with professionals and with a new reality. Since February the 12th until July the 12th I'll be a trainee in Vejle, a city about 30 min. away from Horsens, where ADP Dealer Services Denmark's offices are located and where I will spend every day from 8h30 to 16h30 (14h30 on Fridays). Waking up at 6h40, taking a shower, eating breakfast, going to the train station by bike or bus, catching the train to Vejle and finally catching a new bus to the company. The same way on the return. A curious fact: the food at the company's canteen is cheaper than in the school's canteen, does this make any sense...? Not much for me. As I was told, the average age from the company's employees is around 40 and something, which means I'm not much more than a little boy walking around there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAjL41BI/AAAAAAAAAUI/OBYko8cW6_s/s1600-h/_DSC00553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAjL41BI/AAAAAAAAAUI/OBYko8cW6_s/s200/_DSC00553.jpg" title="Freshmen games" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033709376938497042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL408I/AAAAAAAAATg/4qi_83T8Qo0/s1600-h/_HPIM2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL408I/AAAAAAAAATg/4qi_83T8Qo0/s200/_HPIM2440.jpg" title="Freshmen games" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033708500765168578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL409I/AAAAAAAAATo/jrHcipqqdfo/s1600-h/_HPIM2453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL409I/AAAAAAAAATo/jrHcipqqdfo/s200/_HPIM2453.jpg" title="Freshmen games" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033708500765168594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Besides work it was also a special week because it marked the beginning of the second semester here at Vitus Bering. Many new cute nice faces as well as new acquisitions/friendships. Substitution in room 16: Matthieu (.fr) and Julie (.fr) out, Sebastian (.fr) in. Substitution in room 18: Armin (.de) out, Roman (.ru/.it) in. Substitution in room 13: Friedl (.de) out, Laura (.lt) in. Three quite (sorry for using Armin's word :P) important substitutions on the surroundings: first, because I have new neighbours, second, because some of my best friends are not here anymore, third, because David will be living with two girls, Camille watch out! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL407I/AAAAAAAAATY/YzHrnk3xiYw/s1600-h/_IMGP0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtTNjL407I/AAAAAAAAATY/YzHrnk3xiYw/s200/_IMGP0243.jpg" title="Ivan and me at the Freshman Trip" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033708500765168562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAjL41AI/AAAAAAAAAUA/YPGuqzJY9DY/s1600-h/_DSC00530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtUAjL41AI/AAAAAAAAAUA/YPGuqzJY9DY/s200/_DSC00530.jpg" title="Freshman trip" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033709376938497026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhjL40zI/AAAAAAAAASY/2TKpxr95MNo/s1600-h/_DSC01859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtRhjL40zI/AAAAAAAAASY/2TKpxr95MNo/s200/_DSC01859.jpg" title="Elena destroying Roman's hair? :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033706645339296562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Since the last weeks that our apartment is a target for some interesting dinners, with new interventionists that are now part of our renewed team: Ivan (.es), Elena (.it), Andrea (.it), Leonor (.fr), besides my neighbours Roman and Sebastian. These last days we had also the company of Sebastian's girlfriend, who although has only been here for a few days will also be missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Almost two weeks ago took place the new Freshman Trip, which got about 100 students to gather and have fun in a cottage somewhere in the South of Denmark. This time, as opposed to the last one, I went as a guide and not as a Freshman (yes, I am very experienced here...! or maybe not). The students were divided in 12 teams and the highlights of the trip were the gala dinner (not as good as the previous one though) and some competitions like the construction of a device to pour beer into a glass, a competition where a boy had to change clothes with a girl, or even another one where a boy had to pass a small ball (tennis sized) through a girl's body, under her clothes, and vice-versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You can also see some pictures from Armin's and Friedl's last days around *snif*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Kisses and hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Have a nice Carnival if that's the case!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL401I/AAAAAAAAASo/hHujyUn3sY8/s1600-h/_DSCI0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL401I/AAAAAAAAASo/hHujyUn3sY8/s200/_DSCI0003.jpg" title="Friedl's room, it's not like this anymore :(" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033707873699943250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL402I/AAAAAAAAASw/GK3bR-9Blzg/s1600-h/_DSCI0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpDL402I/AAAAAAAAASw/GK3bR-9Blzg/s200/_DSCI0006.jpg" title="My room!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033707873699943266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpTL404I/AAAAAAAAATA/4VaFYqk7-DQ/s1600-h/_last+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RdtSpTL404I/AAAAAAAAATA/4VaFYqk7-DQ/s200/_last+day.jpg" title="The last night..." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033707877994910594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-8064993350367167098?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8064993350367167098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=8064993350367167098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8064993350367167098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8064993350367167098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/02/nova-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rdx7MDL41EI/AAAAAAAAAV0/mfKCPFDqyzo/s72-c/_DSC01875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-9119704644140025935</id><published>2007-02-01T17:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:28:08.931+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSQyV6BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7YljGVriqA8/s1600-h/_DSC01771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSQyV6BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7YljGVriqA8/s200/_DSC01771.jpg" title="The last dinner with Armin and Friedl" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613433191491602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi uma semana de despedidas, infelizmente... Em Horsens já não moram muitos dos estudantes e amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que conheci durante este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; semestre que passou. Alguns vão, outros ficam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e outros chegam. Ficam as promessas e os desejos de visitas por Europa fora, conhecer as verdadeiras casas dos nossos "mates", as suas cidades, amigos, hábitos, etc. Os dias não vão ser os mesmos sem a companhia dos meus vizinhos alemães Armin e Friedl, com quem me habituei a conviver todos os dias, de manhã à noite, nas refeições, nos matrequilhos, nas f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;estas, nas viagens, na palhaçada, nas gargalhadas... Durante os próximos meses não vou poder ouvir o Armin a cantar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSwyV6EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xbIEqhJY25M/s1600-h/_DSC01783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSwyV6EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xbIEqhJY25M/s200/_DSC01783.jpg" title="Karolina, Friedl, me and half Armin" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613441781426242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; quarto desafinadamente às 2h da manhã Sum 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1, Limp Bizkit, bandas alemãs e restantes... Não vou poder ouvir o Friedl a dizer "FuUuUuuH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HHccKKKkk! That's crazy, man!"... Não haverá nenhum projecto com a Chiara ou com a Viktoria... Não vai haver chá e biscoitos com a Ania... Não haverá cortes de cabelo com o Michele... Dentro de alguns dias não haverá também a possibilidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de dizer ao vivo "que pasa tio?" com alguns amigos da Spanish Team, com o meu "brother" Nacho ou com o gémeo Marcos, ou trocar sorrisos com a Helena (polaca, mas parte integrante da Spanish Team) e com todas as outras pessoas simpáticas que conheci durante estes meses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSwyV6FI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eqQNyX_S-pU/s1600-h/_DSC01791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSwyV6FI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eqQNyX_S-pU/s200/_DSC01791.jpg" title="Michele and me" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613441781426258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haverá no entanto muito tempo para ver as palhaçadas do David, ou ouvir o Luca a falar no seu ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lês italianado, amigos que voltarão brevemente dos seus países. Com os que cá ficam e com o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s que estão a chegar, haverá muitos jantares, muitos sorrisos, muitos beijos, muitos abraços, muitas viagens, "alguns" copos, e outras coisas que tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais um semestre, mais um desafio. A trabalhar numa grande empresa, em vez de estudar. Conhecer novas pessoas, fazer novas amizades, sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSgyV6CI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WcHsLCG7tCQ/s1600-h/_DSC01773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSgyV6CI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WcHsLCG7tCQ/s200/_DSC01773.jpg" title="Helena, Friedl and Marcos" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613437486458914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; saudades daqueles de quem gostamos e com quem não podemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; estar. Vai ser bom, fantástico, com certeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Abraços e beijinhos para todos aqueles que fazem parte tão grande da minh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a vida, vocês sabem quem são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;It was a week of goodbyes, unfortunately… Many of the students and friends I met during the last semester in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Horsens&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; are not living here anymore. Some go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSgyV6DI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kWullLKV_-s/s1600-h/_DSC01782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSgyV6DI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kWullLKV_-s/s200/_DSC01782.jpg" title="Friedl and me with Anneta as emplastro" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613437486458930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; other stay and other come. Promises and wishes are made to visit &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt;, meet the real homes of our mates, their towns, friends, habits, etc. The days won’t be the same without my German mates Armin and Friedl, with who I got used to live with everyday, from sunrise to sunset, during the meals, playing table soccer, at the parties, the trips, the laughings… During the next months I won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; be able to hear Armin singing crazily at his room around 2h in the morning Sum 41, Limp Bizkit, german bands and all the rest… I won’t be able to hear Friedl saying “FuUuUuuHHHccKKKkk! That's c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;razy, man!”… There will not be any project wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;th Chiara and Viktoria… There will not be tea and biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeiQyV6GI/AAAAAAAAARE/IwL8z_6_P4o/s1600-h/_London+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeiQyV6GI/AAAAAAAAARE/IwL8z_6_P4o/s200/_London+082.jpg" title="Patri and Nacho (so cute!)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026613708069398626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; with Ania… There will not be hairc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;uts with Michele… There will not be Portuguese bonding… In a few days there will not also be possible to say live and in colours “que pasa tio?” to some of my Spanish friends, like my brother Nacho or my twin Marcos, or exchanging smiles with Helena (Polish, but part of the Spanish Team no w) and with all the other nice people I met during the last months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There will be much time though to see David acting crazy, or to hear Luca in his funny but largely improved English, friends that will be coming back very soon from their home countries. With those who are staying here or the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; who are arriving, there will be many dinners, many smiles and laughing, many kisses, many hugs, many trips, "some" drinking, and much of all those great things we got used to here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Another semester, another challenge. Working in a big company, instead of studying. Meeting new people, making new friendships, missing those we like the most but with who we can't be. It will be great, awesome, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hugs and kisses to all those who are such a big part of my life, you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-9119704644140025935?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/9119704644140025935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=9119704644140025935' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/9119704644140025935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/9119704644140025935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/02/foi-uma-semana-de-despedidas.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RcIeSQyV6BI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7YljGVriqA8/s72-c/_DSC01771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-434616857329617822</id><published>2007-01-28T18:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:50:48.595+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s party'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;26/01 - DIA DA GRADUAÇÃO, ANIVERSÁRIO DA KAROLINA, FESTA 70'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este foi um dia especial. Começou à meia-noite (como os restantes dias, não é por aí que foi especial) no apartamento da Karolina onde alguns de nós lhe fomos dar os parabéns. Fomos para o P3 no carrinho do Friedl (porque está muito frio) para a festa Reggae &amp; Funk. No dia seguinte acordámos cedinho pois às 10h30 começava a cerimónia de graduação, onde todos os alunos de ERASMUS foram chamados para receber o diploma, como nos filmes! Esta chamada foi feita por país e universidade e eu e a Rute fomos ao "palco" receber o nosso certificado/diploma e representar o país (a Marisa já tinha regressado a Portugal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3sI/AAAAAAAAANw/GdoV3Nr8lbE/s1600-h/_DSC01666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3sI/AAAAAAAAANw/GdoV3Nr8lbE/s200/_DSC01666.jpg" title="Me, Friedl, Armin and Karolina" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145312956636866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3tI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JA0BUl4qmFE/s1600-h/_DSC01667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3tI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JA0BUl4qmFE/s200/_DSC01667.jpg" title="Karolina and Marta" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145312956636882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCKt_3rI/AAAAAAAAANo/JnTj9ElW3BI/s1600-h/_IMG_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCKt_3rI/AAAAAAAAANo/JnTj9ElW3BI/s200/_IMG_2326.jpg" title="Me and Rute (PORTUGAL!)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145308661669554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foi também especial porque recebi uma chamada em que me ofereceram um estágio muito interessante aqui na Dinamarca. Tirámos as fotos da praxe com os nossos amigos e diplomas (só faltou a fatiota) e comemos e bebemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O resto do dia foi dedicado ao aniversário da Karolina. 22 aninhos!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Parabéns Karolinka!&lt;/span&gt; Houve jantar no Common Room com muita comidinha e vinhinho do bom e no seguimento de tal convívio fomos para o P3 onde houve festa anos 70! Foi giro, mas depois adormeci no sofá porque lá está, foi um dia especial e no fim destes dias as pessoas estão cansadas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OCUSxTS3MEo/s1600-h/_DSC01668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OCUSxTS3MEo/s200/_DSC01668.jpg" title="Armin, Friedl, Meri and me" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145312956636898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCqt_3vI/AAAAAAAAAOI/LdUND21V8-4/s1600-h/_DSC01670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCqt_3vI/AAAAAAAAAOI/LdUND21V8-4/s200/_DSC01670.jpg" title="Szymon, me and Kuba" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025145317251604210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;26/01 - GRADUATION DAY, KAROLINA'S BIRTHDAY, 70'S PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; This was a very special day. It started at midnight (like everyday, that's not the reason why it was special) at Karolina's flat where some of us went to congratulate her for the birthday. We went to P3 in Friedl's car (because it's a bit freezing out there) to the Reggae &amp; Funk party. The next day we woke up early because at 10h30 we were having the Graduation Ceremony, where all the ERASMUS students were called to the sta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ge to get their diploma, just like in the movies! These calls were made by country and university and me and Rute went together to the stage to receive that magic envelope and represent our country (Marisa had already returned to Portugal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/T1d3cEcKBws/s1600-h/_DSC01691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/T1d3cEcKBws/s200/_DSC01691.jpg" title="Karolina reading Chiara's, Meri's and Camille's birthday card" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025146025921208082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3yI/AAAAAAAAAOg/lE4SckPvYr4/s1600-h/_DSC01696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3yI/AAAAAAAAAOg/lE4SckPvYr4/s200/_DSC01696.jpg" title="Girls (look at the 70's dresses!)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025146025921208098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3zI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lYiDUqlwvng/s1600-h/_DSC01751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznr6t_3zI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lYiDUqlwvng/s200/_DSC01751.jpg" title="Birthday baby!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025146025921208114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was also special because I received a call from a person who had interviewed me the day before offering me a very interesting internship in Denmark. We took the usual photos with our friends and our diplomas (just the uniform was missing) and we drunk and ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The rest of the day (all the day, basically) was dedicated to Karolina's birthday. 22 years old! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations Karolinka!&lt;/span&gt; There was a dinner at the Common Room with lots of good food and tasty wine and after that friendly reunion and celebration we went to the P3 (oh yes, again!) where there was a 70's party. It was quite (this word is copyrighted by Armin, just like the "fetch" word :P) nice but then I fell asleep at the sofa because it was a very special day, and people get tired on special days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznrqt_3wI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kbGgJEIQVM0/s1600-h/_DSC01684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbznrqt_3wI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/kbGgJEIQVM0/s200/_DSC01684.jpg" title="The birthday girl at her best :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025146021626240770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznsKt_30I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v07X_1dZeHU/s1600-h/_S6000267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznsKt_30I/AAAAAAAAAOw/v07X_1dZeHU/s200/_S6000267.jpg" title="Armin, me and Karolinka" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025146030216175426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-434616857329617822?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/434616857329617822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=434616857329617822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/434616857329617822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/434616857329617822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/2612-dia-da-graduao-aniversrio-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbznCat_3sI/AAAAAAAAANw/GdoV3Nr8lbE/s72-c/_DSC01666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-3819764922643949366</id><published>2007-01-28T17:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:51:33.503+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ribe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esbjerg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;VIAGEM A RIBE/ESBJERG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na quarta-feira passada eu, a Karolina, o Friedl e o Armin metemo-nos no carro do Friedl e fomos até à cidade mais antiga da Dinamarca, Ribe, e à mais nova, Esbjerg. Estas cidades ficam no sudoeste do país, perto da Alemanha. Estava um dia com, digamos, bastante frio e neve por tudo o que é lado, mais que em Horsens :) Estava também bastante sol, o que deu para fazer algumas fotos deveras engraçadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEKt_3HI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Fn_z2irKK4Q/s1600-h/_DSC01555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEKt_3HI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Fn_z2irKK4Q/s200/_DSC01555.jpg" title="We are lost!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122253277224050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEKt_3II/AAAAAAAAAHU/y0xpIlUtC20/s1600-h/_DSC01558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEKt_3II/AAAAAAAAAHU/y0xpIlUtC20/s200/_DSC01558.jpg" title="Driving through the cold" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122253277224066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEat_3JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KKVJKFleaAw/s1600-h/_DSC01572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEat_3JI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KKVJKFleaAw/s200/_DSC01572.jpg" title="Landscape" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122257572191378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEat_3KI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sFQ9dbTN-sI/s1600-h/_DSC01581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEat_3KI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sFQ9dbTN-sI/s200/_DSC01581.jpg" title="Karolina and Friedl" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122257572191394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEqt_3LI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZCM9sk26kYo/s1600-h/_DSC01582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSEqt_3LI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZCM9sk26kYo/s200/_DSC01582.jpg" title="Armin going crazy!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122261867158706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmat_3MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XnPGRfAh94M/s1600-h/_DSC01593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmat_3MI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XnPGRfAh94M/s200/_DSC01593.jpg" title="Karolina getting bored" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122841687743682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVat_3iI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Az8Axc7hKhY/s1600-h/_DSCI0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVat_3iI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Az8Axc7hKhY/s200/_DSCI0002.jpg" title="Us!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025128047188106786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVat_3hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LgR2EohQlqc/s1600-h/_DSCI0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVat_3hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/LgR2EohQlqc/s200/_DSCI0001.jpg" title="Three and a car" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025128047188106770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSm6t_3QI/AAAAAAAAAIU/faoUsEG5o3s/s1600-h/_DSC01623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSm6t_3QI/AAAAAAAAAIU/faoUsEG5o3s/s200/_DSC01623.jpg" title="Karolicious :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122850277678338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmat_3NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RSv-2B_LHuQ/s1600-h/_DSC01602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmat_3NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RSv-2B_LHuQ/s200/_DSC01602.jpg" title="Jelling" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122841687743698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmqt_3OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bN6bV8LBGlw/s1600-h/_DSC01612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmqt_3OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bN6bV8LBGlw/s200/_DSC01612.jpg" title="Cematery at Jelling" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122845982711010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmqt_3PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6it5KOaelaI/s1600-h/_DSC01621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzSmqt_3PI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6it5KOaelaI/s200/_DSC01621.jpg" title="Jelling" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025122845982711026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TRIP TO RIBE/ESBJERG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last wednesday, me, Karolina, Friedl and Armin went by car to the oldest town in Denmark, Ribe, and to the most recent one, Esbjerg. They are located in the southwest of the country, close to Germany. We could say it was a pretty freezing day, with snow all over, more than in Horsens :) It was also sunny, which allowed us to make some very nice pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVG6t_3bI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eQkkK4Iw-fI/s1600-h/_DSC01636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVG6t_3bI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eQkkK4Iw-fI/s200/_DSC01636.jpg" title="Karolina" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125599056747954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVG6t_3cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KJ3dfcBAZkE/s1600-h/_DSC01637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVG6t_3cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KJ3dfcBAZkE/s200/_DSC01637.jpg" title="Ribe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125599056747970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yYELbtgIXEs/s1600-h/_DSC01641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yYELbtgIXEs/s200/_DSC01641.jpg" title="Ribe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125603351715282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GdYE_wvLNNg/s1600-h/_DSC01646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GdYE_wvLNNg/s200/_DSC01646.jpg" title="Stylish Karolina and a cute couple on the back :P" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125603351715298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Tm5iK5bgew0/s1600-h/_DSC01648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzVHKt_3fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Tm5iK5bgew0/s200/_DSC01648.jpg" title="Stylish Daniel" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025125603351715314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVKt_3gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6TGmNjNUeAU/s1600-h/_DSC01655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzXVKt_3gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6TGmNjNUeAU/s200/_DSC01655.jpg" title="Before sunset" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025128042893139458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUH6t_3WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/caVdEUPjcxg/s1600-h/_DSC01626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUH6t_3WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/caVdEUPjcxg/s200/_DSC01626.jpg" title="Landscape" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025124516724989282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUIKt_3aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8dmSHTF5ou8/s1600-h/_DSC01637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUIKt_3aI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8dmSHTF5ou8/s200/_DSC01637.jpg" title="Ribe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025124521019956642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUIKt_3YI/AAAAAAAAAJU/04sauSYIhg4/s1600-h/_DSC01635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUIKt_3YI/AAAAAAAAAJU/04sauSYIhg4/s200/_DSC01635.jpg" title="Armin going crazy again!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025124521019956610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzY36t_3lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ubElGOW7XUY/s1600-h/_DSCI0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzY36t_3lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ubElGOW7XUY/s200/_DSCI0016.jpg" title="Me going crazy :P" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025129739405221458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUH6t_3XI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YqLjil-4AGo/s1600-h/_DSC01633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzUH6t_3XI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YqLjil-4AGo/s200/_DSC01633.jpg" title="Ribe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025124516724989298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-3819764922643949366?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' 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&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORSENS: BAVARIAN DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De volta a "casa", onde fomos carinhosamente recebidos pelos nossos amigos Armin, David e Camille! O primeiro grande evento de 2007 deu-se após a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; chegada do Friedl, que trouxe consigo as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; belas salsichas brancas, directamente da Baviera, para mais um óptimo jantar com a gente do costume. Eu, Karolina, Friedl, Armin, David, Camille, Meri, Luca, Liuke, Matthieu e Julie foram os intervenientes. Salsichas brancas, com a maionese especial doce e típica, acompanhados com pão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;salgado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;em forma de argola. Para beber: Franziskaner Weissbier e vinho do Porto (obrigado Zé!). Tudo na benesse como de costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHxqt_3BI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5XFN_Eekc9Q/s1600-h/_S6000128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHxqt_3BI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5XFN_Eekc9Q/s200/_S6000128.jpg" title="Meri and Luca" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110940333366290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHx6t_3CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/U1pSGrvl94s/s1600-h/_S6000129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHx6t_3CI/AAAAAAAAAFk/U1pSGrvl94s/s200/_S6000129.jpg" title="David and the Port Wine" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110944628333602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHx6t_3DI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4cu_fUIBsXs/s1600-h/_S6000131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHx6t_3DI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4cu_fUIBsXs/s200/_S6000131.jpg" title="Camille and David" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110944628333618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKat_29I/AAAAAAAAAE8/AXMW-TFPcSQ/s1600-h/_S6000115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKat_29I/AAAAAAAAAE8/AXMW-TFPcSQ/s200/_S6000115.jpg" title="People!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110266023500754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKat_2-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hkw_zrQBbKA/s1600-h/_S6000118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKat_2-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hkw_zrQBbKA/s200/_S6000118.jpg" title="We all like it, don't we? :)" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110266023500770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKqt_2_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/fUi2ZjUDvqU/s1600-h/_S6000119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKqt_2_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/fUi2ZjUDvqU/s200/_S6000119.jpg" title="Karolina, Matthieu" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110270318468082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORSENS: BAVARIAN DINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Back "home", where we were gently welcomed by our friends Armin, David and Camille! The fir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;st big event of 2007 took place after Friedl's arrival, who brought with him the lovely white sausages straight from Bavaria, for another delicious dinner with the usual guys. Me, Karolina, Friedl, Armin, David, Camille, Meri, Luca, Liuke, Matthieu and Julie were the ones who made the party. White sausages, with the typical and sweet mayonnaise, served with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;  salted bread with circular shape. To drink: Franziskaner Weissbier and Port Wine. Ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;erything awesome as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHyKt_3EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/28ynBJHnux4/s1600-h/_DSC01523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHyKt_3EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/28ynBJHnux4/s200/_DSC01523.jpg" title="Port Wine vs. Weissbier, which one's the better?" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110948923300930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHyKt_3FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f9-D6a5o0p4/s1600-h/_DSC01525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHyKt_3FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f9-D6a5o0p4/s200/_DSC01525.jpg" title="Friedl, Luca and Armin" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110948923300946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKKt_28I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cB_JG4ugrTM/s1600-h/_S6000114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHKKt_28I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cB_JG4ugrTM/s200/_S6000114.jpg" title="Interesting conversation" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110261728533442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHK6t_3AI/AAAAAAAAAFU/L5elpAIIn1g/s1600-h/_S6000121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHK6t_3AI/AAAAAAAAAFU/L5elpAIIn1g/s200/_S6000121.jpg" title="Lol" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025110274613435394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzIAqt_3GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JGNTaW6HBMo/s1600-h/_DSC01535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzIAqt_3GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JGNTaW6HBMo/s200/_DSC01535.jpg" title="Me and the Port Wine" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025111198031404130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-8317427535239345019?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/8317427535239345019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=8317427535239345019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8317427535239345019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/8317427535239345019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/horsens-bavarian-dinner-de-volta-casa.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzHxqt_3BI/AAAAAAAAAFc/5XFN_Eekc9Q/s72-c/_S6000128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2061657303873338484</id><published>2007-01-28T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:52:44.531+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krakow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gdansk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAjat_2xI/AAAAAAAAADE/4PgCxffbpBk/s1600-h/_DSC01463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAjat_2xI/AAAAAAAAADE/4PgCxffbpBk/s200/_DSC01463.jpg" title="Gdańsk" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025102998938835730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;DESTINO: POLÓNIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao contrário dos últimos anos, a Boguens Krew não se reuniu em massa para celebrar o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; de ano. Compromissos de diversos tipos, trabalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pessoal que vai para outros países, etc. No dia 29 aquele que vos escreve fez malas (outra vez) para se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; meter numa nova viagem. Desde as 8h no Porto (naquele que foi considerado o melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; aeroporto da Europa, ah poizé... sempre em grande o nome Porto), passando a tarde em Frankfurt ("Ich mochte ein Capuccino, bitte"), apanhando novo avião para Gdańsk, onde me esperavam a Karolina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAjqt_2yI/AAAAAAAAADM/zlj3YoJR19c/s1600-h/_DSC01466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAjqt_2yI/AAAAAAAAADM/zlj3YoJR19c/s200/_DSC01466.jpg" title="Gdańsk" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025103003233803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Paulina (mana) e pai (a mestava em casa a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; preparar algo deveras bom). Família do mais simpático possível e uma refeição de boas vindas completamente do outro mundo: Bem vindo à Polónia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gdansk é uma cidade bastante interessante, com uma rua principal dever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as gira. A Tricity (tão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; futurístico!) é composta por Gdańsk, Gdynia e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Sopot e foi por lá que andámos, com visita guiada do historiador Sr. Krzysztof Lasota (pai). Jantámos no Rooster (estilo Hooters nos EUA onde as empregadas envergam roupa, pouca, bastante interessante) e porque não ir ao cinema já que os filmes são exibidos na língua original com legendas em polaco? Tiro em cheio: "Apocalypto", um filme falado em língua nativa, nada de inglês e legendas em polaco! Resultado: nasceu uma nova estrela da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; tradução simultânea: Karolina Lasota! Palminhas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAj6t_2zI/AAAAAAAAADU/DrXo1YCMjOg/s1600-h/_DSC01468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAj6t_2zI/AAAAAAAAADU/DrXo1YCMjOg/s200/_DSC01468.jpg" title="Gdańsk" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025103007528770354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia de fim-de-ano (Sylvester) apanhámos o comboio para Cracóvia, 10 horitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; mas com caminhas para nanar. À nossa espera estava a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Marta, nossa amiga de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ERASMUS e residente local. Fizem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;os uma visita pela cidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; que tem um dragão como símbolo e durante a noite fomos a uma mini festa privada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; onde bebemos diversos tipos de vodka polaca. A meia-noite foi passada no centro da cidade juntamente com uns largos milhares de pessoas. Correu tudo tão rápido! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAj6t_20I/AAAAAAAAADc/i0oxqgBwmGQ/s1600-h/_DSC01475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAj6t_20I/AAAAAAAAADc/i0oxqgBwmGQ/s200/_DSC01475.jpg" title="Sopot" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025103007528770370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dia 1 ao fim da tarde de volta a Gdansk e um dia depois nova viagem para Horsens. Uma ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;citante viagem até à estação de autocarros devido a uma fila de trânsito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; inesperada e regresso a "casa" em 2 autocarros, 17h. Foram 5/6 dias muitíssimo bem passados e nova visita está prometida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;DESTINATION: POLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As opposed to the last few years, the Boguens Krew didn't unite to celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAkKt_21I/AAAAAAAAADk/Q-QE-Y5DiJs/s1600-h/_DSC01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAkKt_21I/AAAAAAAAADk/Q-QE-Y5DiJs/s200/_DSC01481.jpg" title="Krakow" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025103011823737682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; the New Year's. Different kinds of compromises, working, people that go to other countries, etc. On the 29th, the one who writes you packed (again) to get himself into a new trip. Since 8h at Porto (in the airport that was considered the best in Europe :)), spending the afternoon in Frankfurt ("Ich mochte ein Capuccino, bitte"), boarding a new flight to Gdańsk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; where Karolina, Paulina (sis) and dad (mum was at home making something quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; awesome!). Very nice and cute family and a welcome meal from the outerspace: Welcome to Poland! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Zajebiście&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzA7at_22I/AAAAAAAAADs/aDUX9rlESpg/s1600-h/_DSC01495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzA7at_22I/AAAAAAAAADs/aDUX9rlESpg/s200/_DSC01495.jpg" title="Krakow" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025103411255696226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Gdansk is a very nice city, with a main street quite cute. The Tricity (doesn't it sound futuristic?) is composed by Gdansk, Gdynia and Sopot and that's where we spent most of the time, with a guided tour by Mr. Krzysztof Lasota (dad). We had dinner at Rooster (Hooters style with waitresses (not) wearing interesting outfits) and why not go to the cinema since movies are shown in the original language with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Polish subtitles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Perfect shot: "Apocalypto", a movie spoken in a native language, quite different from English and subtitles in Polish! The outcome: a new star of simultaneous translation has born: Miss Karolina Lasota! Zajebiście!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On the New Year's Eve we took the train to Krakow, 10 hours but with beds to sleep. Marta, our friend from ERASMUS and a Krakow local, was waiting for us. We went on a brief city tour and during the night we joined a mini private party where we drunk different kinds of Polish vodka. The midnight was spent on the city centre along with some thousands of people. Everything went so fast! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On the 1st of 2007 by the evening we went back to Gdansk and a day after to Horsens. A thrilled journey to the bus station due to an unexpected traffic jam and a 17h journey back "home" in 2 buses. 5/6 very well spent days and a new promised visit to come soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2061657303873338484?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2061657303873338484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2061657303873338484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2061657303873338484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2061657303873338484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/destino-polnia-ao-contrrio-dos-ltimos.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbzAjat_2xI/AAAAAAAAADE/4PgCxffbpBk/s72-c/_DSC01463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2824265014399700828</id><published>2007-01-28T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:53:01.849+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvS6t_2sI/AAAAAAAAACI/d1NI6vCY6C8/s1600-h/_DSC01406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvS6t_2sI/AAAAAAAAACI/d1NI6vCY6C8/s200/_DSC01406.jpg" title="Porto by night" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025084023773321922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DE VOLTA A PORTUGAL - NATAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No dia 22 voltei para aquele que é o meu país. Família, amigos, cinema a 3€ (aqui é a 12€), comida boa da D. Conceição, da mana, da Dolores, da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Fernanda, bacalhau com natas 3x numa semana, francesinha, sopinha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; praia/sol (no Inverno, claro) enfim... maravilha! Chegar a casa foi um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pouco estranho: para além de não haver aquecimento central como aqui e da casa estar gelada, tudo parecia um pouco pequeno e estreito (aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; as casas são mais amplas, kissá). O tempo não foi muito mas sempre deu para matar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvTKt_2tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1E1p3eviQc/s1600-h/_DSC01407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvTKt_2tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1E1p3eviQc/s200/_DSC01407.jpg" title="Friends!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025084028068289234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; algumas saudades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BACK TO PORTUGAL - XMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On the 22nd I came back to the one I call my country. Family, friends, cinema for 3€ (here it's 12€), good food from D. Conceição, my sis, Dolores, Fernanda, cod fish with cream 3 times in a week, francesinha, soup, beach/sun (in Winter though...), oh well... what else could I wish for? Arriving at home was a bit strange: besides not having centralized heating system like here and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; house being freezing, everything seemed a bit small and tight (I guess the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvTat_2wI/AAAAAAAAACo/2493KQymQzM/s1600-h/_DSC01421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvTat_2wI/AAAAAAAAACo/2493KQymQzM/s200/_DSC01421.jpg" title="Sister, me and dad" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025084032363256578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; houses here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; are wider, who knows). There was not much time but it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; definitely nice to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2824265014399700828?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2824265014399700828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2824265014399700828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2824265014399700828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2824265014399700828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/de-volta-portugal-natal-no-dia-22.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbyvS6t_2sI/AAAAAAAAACI/d1NI6vCY6C8/s72-c/_DSC01406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6698671002757717696</id><published>2007-01-28T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:53:15.930+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqsqt_2oI/AAAAAAAAABY/1I3a2JRgcxg/s1600-h/_DSC01399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqsqt_2oI/AAAAAAAAABY/1I3a2JRgcxg/s200/_DSC01399.jpg" title="David and the pineapple bat! :D" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025078968596814466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ora cá estou novamente para actualizar este fantástico espaço. Por esta altura, grande parte dos estudantes de ERASMUS estão de saída, exceptuando aqueles que ficam cá para o próximo semestre (que provavelmente será o meu caso). As saudades vão ser muitas... *snif* O Armin e o Friedl vão para a Alemanha (acabaram o curso), o Matthieu muda-se para outra residência, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; que significa que vou partilhar o apartamento com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pessoal novo se cá ficar... Estranho... Esta semana esteve sol todos os dias, nada normal por estes lados e também houve neve durante +- 4 dias :) Está um frio interessante também. Para terem uma ideia do pessoal que esteve, está e vai estar cá durante o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqtat_2rI/AAAAAAAAABw/QjDckmpcFlI/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqtat_2rI/AAAAAAAAABw/QjDckmpcFlI/s200/DSC01216.JPG" title="ERASMUS students list" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025078981481716402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; próximo semestre, coloquei uma foto elucidativa destes belos números...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ÚLTIMOS DIAS DE 2006 EM HORSENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Antes de voltar para Portugal (Natal) o nosso amiguinho David fez um morcego bastante interessante a partir de um ananás. Interessante, né? Durante a época natalícia, as ruas da cidade estavam bastante bem decoradas e com um mercado de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Natal na rua principal, onde se podia comprar alguns presentinhos de Natal e se podia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; comer e beber muitas coisinhas boas da época: Gløgg (vinho quente com frutos secos, maravilha), maças recheadas com chocolate e outros artefactos, corações com chocolate e mel, crepes, sopa, etc. Muito bom para ir num sábado ou domingo à tarde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; já que é aqui mesmo ao lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqs6t_2pI/AAAAAAAAABg/ScGAcb9nTd4/s1600-h/_DSC01217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqs6t_2pI/AAAAAAAAABg/ScGAcb9nTd4/s200/_DSC01217.jpg" title="David and the countries present in Vitus Bering" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025078972891781778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here I am again updating this amazing space. By this time, many ERASMUS students are leaving Horsens, excepting those who are staying here for the next semester (probably my situation). I am going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; miss them... *snif* Armin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and Friedl are going back to Germany (they finished their course), Matthieu is moving to another residence, which means I will share the room with new mates if I stay... Weird... All this week was sunny, not normal around here and there was snow for about 4 days :) It's an interestin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;gly cold also. I put a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqs6t_2qI/AAAAAAAAABo/ikaRMy_FFkc/s1600-h/_DSC01404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqs6t_2qI/AAAAAAAAABo/ikaRMy_FFkc/s200/_DSC01404.jpg" title="Main street during Xmas" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025078972891781794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; photo here to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you an idea of who was, is and will be here during the next semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;LAST DAYS OF 2006 IN HORSENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Before coming back to Portugal for Xmas our little friend David made a bat from a pineapple. Interesting, heh? During the Xmas season, the streets were nicely decorated and there was a Xmas market at the main street, where you could buy gifts and eat/drink many nice thingies from the season: Gløgg (warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wine with some dry fruits, incredibly awesome), apples with chocolate and other artefacts, hearts with honey an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d chocolate, pancakes, soup, etc.. Very nice to go in a weekend, since it's right next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6698671002757717696?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6698671002757717696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6698671002757717696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6698671002757717696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6698671002757717696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/ora-c-estou-novamente-para-actualizar.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/Rbyqsqt_2oI/AAAAAAAAABY/1I3a2JRgcxg/s72-c/_DSC01399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6257907363210362571</id><published>2007-01-22T10:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:54:29.291+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbSKh3prshI/AAAAAAAAABI/dNPbrXYN0oo/s1600-h/_DSC01545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbSKh3prshI/AAAAAAAAABI/dNPbrXYN0oo/s200/_DSC01545.jpg" title="Snow :D My residence, Kamtjatka" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022791798904042002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ESTÁ A NEVAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que liiiiindo!!! :) Não é que hoje acordo e olho lá para fora pela janela e está um sol esplendoroso e tudo o que é objecto está branquinho, coberto de neve? :D Parece que afinal estou mesmo na Dinamarca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos e abraços! (o blog será actualizado logo que possível!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeee! Beautiful! :) Today I woke up, I looked outside through the window and I saw a splendorous sunny day and everything covered in white, in snow! :D Looks like I'm in Denmark after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kisses and hugs! (the blog will be updated as soon as I can!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6257907363210362571?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6257907363210362571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6257907363210362571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6257907363210362571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6257907363210362571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/est-nevar-que-liiiiindo-no-que-hoje_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RbSKh3prshI/AAAAAAAAABI/dNPbrXYN0oo/s72-c/_DSC01545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-464051466645959819</id><published>2007-01-13T18:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:56:20.268+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olá gente! Espero que tenham todos tido um bom Natal e uma excelente passagem de ano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Já lá vai 1 mês desde a última vez que actualizei o blog... Em Dezembro todos os meninos e meninas aqui da faculdade tiveram ocupados com o projecto que tinha de ser entregue até dia 22, sendo essa a desculpa mais plausível até essa data para a falta de actualizações. Dia 18 voltei para Portugal para passar o Natal com a família e rever os amigos e de dia 21 para 22 estive 22h seguidas agarrado ao computador a acabar o projecto. De certeza que alguns de vocês sabem o que isso é :) O ano novo foi passado na Polónia e no dia 3 voltei para a Dinamarca numa viagem que demorou 17h de autocarro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desde então não tem acontecido nada de muito extraordinário. Muitos estiveram/estão em exames durante este mês ou têm o projecto para apresentar (o meu caso, dia 17). Hoje é o aniversário do Armin e vamos celebrá-lo em Aarhus (OOhHHuuUUUsssSss!!). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARABÉNS ARMIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Neste momento ainda ando à procura de uma empresa para estagiar no próximo semestre. Em que parte do mundo vou ficar nos próximos meses ainda não sei, por isso não percam os próximos episódios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vou falar destas coisinhas e de muito mais nos próximos posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey people! I hope all of you had a nice X-Mas and an excellent New Year's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a month since I last updated the blog... During December every boy and girl of Vitus Bering was busy with his/her project that had to be delivered until the 22nd, being that the most plausible excuse for the lack of updates. On the 18th I came back to Portugal to spend X-Mas with the family and see my friends, and from the 21st to the 22nd i was in front of my computer for 22h in a row finishing the project. It was AwWweSomE! The New Year's was spent in Poland and on the 3rd I returned to Denmark with a bus trip that lasted 17h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since then nothing of extraordinary has happened here. Many were/are having exams during this month or have the project to present (my presentation is on the 17th). Today is Armin's birthday and we are going to celebrate it in Aarhus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(OOhHHuuUUUsssSss!!). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARMIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At this moment I'm looking for a company where i can do my curricular internship during the next semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In which part of the world I am staying during the next months, so don't miss the next episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll "talk" of these things and many other on the next posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kisses and hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-464051466645959819?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/464051466645959819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=464051466645959819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/464051466645959819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/464051466645959819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2007/01/ol-gente-j-l-vai-1-ms-desde-ltima-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-6355142931542459012</id><published>2006-12-04T20:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:35:22.418+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italian buffet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4zAgpMwKFlQ/s1600-h/_italian+party+%2852%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4zAgpMwKFlQ/s200/_italian+party+%2852%29.jpg" title="Lots of people!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004771289514382450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ciao raggazi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este post tem como objectivo contar-vos acerca do bufete italiano que se realizou dois dias depois do fantástico jantar de despedida da tela do Armin no nosso apartamento, ou seja, dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. Os nossos amigos italianos (que são muitos, "diz que" 16) tiveram a genial ideia de fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; um bufete italiano no recém inaugurado "Common room". Poizé, estes meninos tiveram a árdua e aventurosa tarefa de cozinhar para 70 e tal pessoas!!! Estava tudo óptimo e houve comida que chegue! Eu fiquei cheio e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; todos sabemos que nã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o é propriamente fácil eu ficar cheio! (aqui o pessoal costuma dizer que eu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-a2UFKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BEnRI9OQweY/s1600-h/_Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-a2UFKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BEnRI9OQweY/s200/_Image019.jpg" title="Friedl, me, Karolina and Nikolai" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004771293809349794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; como por 2... fraquinhos... :)) Houve pizza italiana (a verdadeira), pasta, "bellini" (bebida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; italiana assim daquela que sabe a suminho!) e outras coisas boas! Escusado dizer que houve festa pela noite dentro e muito boa disposição como é costume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Very goooodeeee!!! (basta verem a cara do Friedl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns a todos os italianos que organizaram o jantar e prepararam a comida, eu vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-os a trabalhar arduamente (a dar-lhe forte na massa e tal!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ciao raggazi!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/htUr61AVSmI/s1600-h/_italian+party+%2865%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/htUr61AVSmI/s200/_italian+party+%2865%29.jpg" title="Friedl going CraaAaaZzyyy!!!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004771289514382482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This post aims to tell you about the italian buffet that took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; place two days after the fantastic Armin's splint-off/birthday dinner at our flat, or by other words, on the 17th. Our italian friends (who are many, 16 they say) had the brilliant idea of making an italian buffet in the recently inaugurated common room. These kids had the hard and adventurous task of cooking for more than 70 people!!! CRaaAaaaZzyyy!!! But they did it!!! Everything was delicious and there was enough food for everyone! I got full and we know it's not the easiest thing to do :) There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; was Italian pizza (the true one), pasta, "bellini" (italian tasty drink) and so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;me other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFII/AAAAAAAAAAU/Jaljb1fyCuw/s1600-h/_italian+party+%2853%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFII/AAAAAAAAAAU/Jaljb1fyCuw/s200/_italian+party+%2853%29.jpg" title="Lots of people again!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004771289514382466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; good stuff! I don't even need to say there was party al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;l night long and lots of smiles as usual. Very goooodeeee!!! (just look at Friedl's joy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; the Italian guys who cooked and made all the arrangements! Everything was great! I saw them working on the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;tuff and i know many of them worked hard for long hours! Salute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-6355142931542459012?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/6355142931542459012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=6355142931542459012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6355142931542459012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/6355142931542459012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/12/ciao-raggazi-este-post-tem-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KvQoL518C-g/RXSE-K2UFHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4zAgpMwKFlQ/s72-c/_italian+party+%2852%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-4620634327346596936</id><published>2006-12-03T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:38:40.189+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copenhagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;No passado dia 15 o nosso grande amigo e meu "flat mate" Armin celebrou a tirada da sua tala do joelho (e o seu suposto aniversário). O pobre Armin lesionou-se a jogar à bola uma semana antes de vir para Horsens (!!!) e teve de usar uma tala no joelho durante 12 semanas, ou seja, nada de desporto e futeboladas menino Armin! Finalmente passaram-se as 12 semanas e o menino Armin já pode ser novamente um ser feliz e jogar à bola como todos os outros meninos da sua idade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para celebrar este histórico momento foi organizado um jantar no nosso apartamento (meu, Armin e Matthieu) com alguns convidados íntimos! Como por estes lados está na voga fazer vídeos "muita giros", também resolvi prestar o meu contributo à sociedade e perder umas quantas horas enfiado no computador a fazer esta bela fita que se segue. Muitos de vocês podem não perceber algumas piadas, mas tal facto revela-se perfeitamente natural. Vou explicar algumas: "very goode" é a maneira dos italianos pronunciarem "very good", "skol" é como se brinda na Dinamarca, "skol movement" é algo que foi inventado por nós e que será para sempre imortalizado! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Espero que gostem!&lt;br /&gt;Comentários ao vídeo são bem vindos (afinal de contas, é o meu primeiro!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On the last 15th our great friend and my flat mate Armin celebrated his splint removal (and his birthday!). Poor Armin got injured playing football one week before coming to Horsens (!!!) and had to use a splint on his knee for 12 weeks, which means "no sports and football little Armin!". Finally the 12 weeks are gone and little Armin can be again a happy human being and play football like the children of his age :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To celebrate this historical event a dinner was organised at our flat (mine, Armin's and Matthieu's) with some special guests. Since here it's very "chic" to make cute videos about our parties and our best ridiculous moments i decided to make this lovely movie shown below. Many of you may not understand some jokes contained here but that fact reveals itself as perfectly natural. I'll explain some, so you can grow up as individuals and make this world a better place in the future: "very goode" is the way Italian people say "very good", "skol" is the same as "cheers", "skol movement" is something that we invented and will be immortalized for ever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you like it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments are welcome (after all, it's my first video!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SKOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rkEK3g6VOk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rkEK3g6VOk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-4620634327346596936?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/4620634327346596936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=4620634327346596936' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/4620634327346596936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/4620634327346596936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-passado-dia-15-o-nosso-grande-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-2534774007376366646</id><published>2006-12-01T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:23:13.888+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horsens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamtjatka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copenhagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitus bering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erasmus'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aleluiaaaaaaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kek este gajo anda a fazer lá prós lados da Dinamarca que já nem actualiza esta porcaria?!&lt;br /&gt;É verdade... é verdade... já lá vão 3 semanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Justificações: muito estudo (sim!!! época de trabalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s e testes, mas "tranquilo, sócio!"), festa e outras coisas que tais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como há muita coisa diferente para contar, vou dedicar um post a cada assunto diferente para permitir "uma leitura mais simplificada ao utilizador".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;VIAGEM A COPENHAGA (12/11 - 13/11) - The "very goode" trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactamente há 3 semanas, o "Common Room" da nossa residência - Kamtjatka - foi inaugurado com a festa da praxe - House Warming Party. O melhor mesmo foi termos feito a festa um pouco à parte da festa propriamente dita. Muitos copos e uma bela noite até às tantas da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/169730/_DSC01324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/501771/_DSC01324.jpg" title="Armin at his best!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/281958/_DSC01411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/702791/_DSC01411.jpg" title="Downtown" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/472515/_DSCI0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/480150/_DSCI0138.jpg" title="Me and Friedl \nn/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvorada no dia seguinte: 7h da manhã? Could be. Aqui deu para ver que os alemães ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mbém se atrasam de vez em quando (principalmente quando se deitam às 6h da manhã depois de uma noite bem ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ada!) :D Eu levantei-me à horinha como bom menino que sou e fui acordar o Armin mais do que uma vez! Gostava que tivessem visto como ele reagiu quando acordou! "Sche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isse!! Scheisse!! "#$" "#$"#$ $%#$5 $%#$%". Lindo! Hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/350717/_DSC01339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/970558/_DSC01339.jpg" title="muAH!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/601661/_DSC01336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/704087/_DSC01336.jpg" title="OOooooOOOOOo!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/775316/_DSC01442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/321267/_DSC01442.jpg" title="Boat" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nesta bela viagem à capital num dia de frio imenso participaram os seguintes ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mentos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel Silva (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karolina Lasota (PL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David Lovey (HU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Armin Scheday (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friedrich Schmidt-Modrow, o condutor (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/247470/_DSCI0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/151352/_DSCI0176.jpg" title="David (lol) and Karolina" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/916950/_DSC01258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/425621/_DSC01258.jpg" title="David again :D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/929795/_DSC01264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/573713/_DSC01264.jpg" title=":P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viagem durou cerca de 2h30 por auto-estrada. Apenas tivemos de pagar a passagem na pon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te para a ilha de Copenhaga porque aqui não se paga portagens. Ficámos num hostel 5 estrelas (DanHostel, 17e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ur./noite) que parecia um verdadeiro hotel com 13 pisos ou algo do género. Ficámos num quarto co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m uma vista espectacular para o rio, nada comparado com o de Londres (não é por acaso que estamos na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinamarca, onde tudo é belo!). Estava cheio, mas conseguimos arranjar 1 shared room com 1 senhor de Gales, 1 canadiano e uma rapariga de outro país que não me lembro. Conhecemos americanos e australianos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/253288/_DSC01261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/865547/_DSC01261.jpg" title="Weeeeee!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/843812/_DSC01295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/992540/_DSC01295.jpg" title="Me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/273260/_DSC01294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/686186/_DSC01294.jpg" title="I wonder why this photo is so beautiful :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copenhaga é uma cidade deveras bonita, com uma boa atmosfera e não tão grande quanto isso. O Tivoli (parque de diversões) estava fechado e só abria dia 15 para a época de Natal. Parecia bastante in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teressante visto de fora (montanhas russas, luzinhas, lagos, vegetação e muitas coisas giras!). Visitámos a baixa da cidade, andámos de barco, vimos a PEQUENA sereia, fomos a um bairro hippie, vimos a tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oca de guarda (estilo UK), gastei 11eur. num McDonald's, fomos sair à noite, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma excelente viagem, embora estivesse um friozinho engraçado! Uma cidade para rever, sem dúvida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/76135/_DSCI0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/121352/_DSCI0279.jpg" title="Cool bar where we drunk some coffee before dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/952219/_DSCI0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/309009/_DSCI0280.jpg" title="Cool bar where we drunk some coffee before dinner" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/188129/_DSCI0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/894534/_DSCI0286.jpg" title=":$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallellujah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What has this guy been up to these days?! He doesn't even update this damn thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;True... true... it's been 3 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Reasons: too much studying (yessss...! tasks and tests, but it's okaaay!), partying and other nice stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Since there's a lot to tell, i'm going to write a post for each adventure so that it can be easier for the "user" to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;TRIP TO COPENHAGEN (12/11 - 13/11) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; - The "very goode" trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Exactly 3 weeks ago, the Common Room from Kamtjatka (our residence) was inaugurated with a House Warming Party. The best thing was we made a party outside the party until late in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine next day at 7 in the morning? Could be. This time we learned the German sometimes get late too (mainly after going to sleep at 6am after a well drunk night!) :D I got up in time (as usual :D) and went to wake up Armin more than once! I wish you could have seen/heard him! "Scheisse!! Scheisse!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;"#$" "#$"#$ $%#$5 $%#$%". Awesome! Hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/16508/_DSC01387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/265790/_DSC01387.jpg" title="David and Friedl's adventures!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/592171/_DSCI0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/764564/_DSCI0325.jpg" title=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/202613/_DSCI0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/145948/_DSCI0324.jpg" title="The 5 at a pub" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip to the capital in a very cold day was made by the following individuals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel Silva (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karolina Lasota (PL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David Lovey (HU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Armin Scheday (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friedrich Schmidt-Modrow, the driver (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/738134/_DSCI0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/709445/_DSCI0380.jpg" title="Hippie neighbourhood" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/614345/_DSCI0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/546484/_DSCI0329.jpg" title="The view from our room" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/660434/_DSCI0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/844956/_DSCI0160.jpg" title="These photos always kick ass!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The trip lasted 2h30 by highway. We only had to pay the passage through the bridge that goes to Copenhagen's island because here you don't pay for the highway. We stayed in a 5-star hostel (DanHostel, 17eur./night) that looked like a really hotel with 13 floors or something. We stayed in a room with a very nice view over the river, nothing compared to the hostel at London (we are in Denmark, where everything is beautiful and neat!). It was full, but we got a shared room with a gentleman from Wales, a guy from Canada and a girl from a country i don't remember. We met Americans and Australians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/987088/_DSCI0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/27614/_DSCI0391.jpg" title="At a park" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/385838/_DSCI0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/471671/_DSCI0357.jpg" title="Little Mermaid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Copenhagen is a beautiful city with a nice atmosphere and not as big as what you might think. Tivoli (amusement park) was closed and only opened on the 15th for the X-mas season. It looked very nice from the outside with the rollercoasters, trees, lakes, lights, etc. We visited the downtown, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;went on a boat, we saw the LITTLE Mermaid, we went to a hippie neighbourhood, we saw the guard change (UK style), i spent 11eur. at a McDonald's, we went out at night, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It was an excellent trip, with a funny cold, indeed! A city to visit again, for suuuure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-2534774007376366646?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/2534774007376366646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=2534774007376366646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2534774007376366646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/2534774007376366646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/12/aleluiaaaaaaaaa-kek-este-gajo-anda.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-5833751747056315738</id><published>2006-11-24T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T13:46:50.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/763919/_2006_1123Casino-Poker0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/854900/_2006_1123Casino-Poker0127.jpg" title="Cammie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta é uma semana especial pois fazem aninhos 3 meninas por quem nutro especial afecto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Elas são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cammie (.fr) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 23/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meri (.es) . 23/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kryx (.pt) - 24/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parabéns a vocês! Espero que continuem a ganhar (ou a perder, dependendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/640863/_IMG_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/317826/_IMG_1112.jpg" title="Meri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; do ponto de vista) juízinho! Tutto de bom! Kryx: festeja aí, nós festejamos aqui :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijiiiiiinhos!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is a special week because 3 lovely ladies celebrate their birthday! They are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cammie (.fr) - 23/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Meri (.es) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;23/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kryx (.pt) - 24/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/1600/253362/_DSC00481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5299/4177/200/923969/_DSC00481.jpg" title="Kryx" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday to you! I wish you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; the best! We'll have some kicking ass fun tonight for sure!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kissessssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-5833751747056315738?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/5833751747056315738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=5833751747056315738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5833751747056315738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/5833751747056315738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/11/esta-uma-semana-especial-pois-fazem.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116404838470291457</id><published>2006-11-20T19:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:32:11.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_100_9739.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_100_9739.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/momma.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/320/momma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Porque hoje é o teu aniversário e porque tu tens entrada VIP no meu blog :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muita felicidade, muita diversão e muita saúde e aquelas coisas do costume que se costuma desejar às pessoas de quem se adora assim muito :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Milhões de beijiiiinhos!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WuUuu VuUuuuUu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para o ano já posso festejar aí contigo, i hope!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SKOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116404838470291457?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116404838470291457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116404838470291457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116404838470291457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116404838470291457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/11/porque-hoje-o-teu-aniversrio-e-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116302313980111410</id><published>2006-11-08T22:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:59:36.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mais um excelente vídeo do Fernando! A Freshman Trip foi a nossa festa de boas-vindas, onde estiverem presentes (quase) todos os caloiros (sim, eu sou caloiro!) da faculdade, divididos por 3 diferentes ilhas, e realizou-se no fim de Agosto. Como vão poder ver, houve uma data de excelentes momentos para recordar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Another outstanding video from Fernando! The Freshman Trip was our "welcome party" where (almost) every freshmen from the school were present, divided in groups by 3 different islands; it took place on the end of August. As you'll see there were lots of moments to be reminded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7OAXhs0LcY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7OAXhs0LcY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116302313980111410?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116302313980111410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116302313980111410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116302313980111410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116302313980111410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/11/mais-um-excelente-vdeo-do-fernando.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116290574326878287</id><published>2006-11-07T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:46:23.734+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nova semana, novos acontecimentos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;31/10: Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;03/11: International Day, Christmasbeer Day, African Party Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;04/11: Black and White Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_31-10-06%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_31-10-06%20023.jpg" title="Backstage :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_31-10-06%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_31-10-06%20024.jpg" title="They were loving watching me getting my makeup done!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_31-10-06%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_31-10-06%20022.jpg" title="Friedl and the princesses of darkness!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tal como em Portugal, aqui não se celebra vivamente o Halloween. Nã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;o há criancinhas com máscaras feias e com cestinhos a pedirem chocolates e rebuçados às portas dos vizinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Tal como em Portugal, realizam-se fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;stas de Halloween. Ao contrário de Portugal, dia 1 não é feriado. Muitas caras feias, algum sangue e muita maquiagem! Cerveja quanto baste e muita festa, claro. Vejam este vídeo espectacular que o Fernando fez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybc1NV3vAeE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ybc1NV3vAeE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dia 3 foi um dia bastante especial: foi o dia internacional aqui na faculdade. Providenciaram a cada país 1000kr (134eur) e os membros de cada um tinham de preparar um stand com comida e bebida tradicional (ou isso...) do país. Eu, a Marisa e a Rute começámos a fazer rabanadas e bolo de vinho (bastante improvisado!) às 23h do dia anterior (tradicional? talvez). A manhã do dia 3 começou bem cedinho a descascar batatas e com o stress de cozinhar os pratos principais (sopinha e empadão), fazer a decoração e comprar o que faltava. Muita gente esteve presente e o ambiente foi realmente espectacular! Com tantos stands era difícil provar todas as comidas e como nós éramos apenas 3, tínhamos de estar quase sempre na nossa barraca (pelo menos até a comida e bebida se esgotarem!). Claro que aquilo que demos de beber à rapaziada foi vinho da mais bela cidade do mundo: Porto. E eles g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ostar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;am! É docinho!!! E quentinho!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Posso beber mais um?" diziam eles e elas. Ai pois não! Não foi difícil encontrar vinho do Porto aqui. Quase todos os supermercados têm, de melhor ou não tão boa qualidade, mas suficientemente bom! A comida chinesa, que estava mesmo ao nosso lado esgotou com 1 velocidade impressionante!! Nem tive tempo de provar... Toda a gente gostou bastante das rabanadas e ficavam muito admiradas quando lhes dizíamos que o que estavam a comer era pão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_31-10-06%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_31-10-06%20054.jpg" title="With Friedl and Meri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01206.jpg" title="With Diego" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM2191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM2191.jpg" title="With Ania" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;À noite houve o lançamento da cerveja de Natal na Dinamarca. Às 21h em ponto! Todos os anos as marcas de cerveja daqui lançam esta cerveja especial, muito boa por sinal. Experimentámos esta cerveja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(diversas vezes, claro) no school bar que estava à pinha e depois fomos para o P3, onde houve African Party, que de African não tinha muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM2198.jpg" title="SCREAM!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM2194.jpg" title="David, me, Cammie and Sandra" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01203.jpg" title="My queen of the damned :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sábado houve mais uma festa, Black and White Party, onde mais uma vez não havia muito de Black an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;d White! Fotos seguem no próximo post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01251.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01251.0.jpg" title="Polish people! Karolina, Simon and Sophia (translated names :P)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01218.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01218.0.jpg" title="Good advertising :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01252.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01252.0.jpg" title="With the Italian" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;New week, new events!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;31/10: Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;03/11: International Day, Christmasbeer Day, African Party Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;04/11: Black and White Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01248.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01248.0.jpg" title="With the Polish girls Sophia and Agnieszka" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM2230.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM2230.0.jpg" title="Serving Port Wine :P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2596.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2596.0.jpg" title="At China!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As in Portugal, Halloween is not widely celebrated here. There are no children with scary masks and baskets knocking at their neighbours' doors asking for candy. As in Portugal, there are Halloween parties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Contrary to what happens in Portugal, November 1st is not a holiday. Lots of ugly and scary faces, some blood and a great amount of makeup! Enough beer and lots of partying, of course! Take a look at the great video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;above that Fernando made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2598.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2598.0.jpg" title="At Denmark" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2599.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2599.0.jpg" title="At Czech Republic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2601.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2601.0.jpg" title="At Austria" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The 3r of November was a very special day: the international day here at Vitus Bering. The school gave each country 1000kr (134eur) and the members of each had to prepare a stand with traditional (or something like that) food and drinks from their homeland. Me, Marisa and Rute started to cook rabanadas and baking a cust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;omized wine cake at 23h from the previous day (traditional? could be). The morning of the international day started very early ripping off potatoes and with the stress of cooking the main dishes (soup and empadão), decorate the place and buy what was still missing. Many people were there and the atmosphere was excellent! With so many stands it was difficult to taste all the foods and since we were only 3, we had to be almost all the time at our stand serving our "lab rats" (at least until they ate and drunk everything!). Of course what we gave people to drink was wine from the most beautiful city in the world: Porto! And they liked it! "It's sweet!" "It's warm!" "Can i have another one please?", they asked. It wasn't difficult to find Port Wine here. Almost every supermarket has some brands of it, some better, some not as awesome, but all of them good enough (it's Port Wine, for fanden!). The Chinese food ended soooo fast! I couldn't even taste it and it was just by my side! Everyone enjoyed the rabanadas and they were really surprised when we said to them that they were eating bread!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2592.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2592.1.jpg" title="At Romania" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2595.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2595.1.jpg" title="At Portugal!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2576.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2576.1.jpg" title="At Poland" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That night the Christmasbeer was launched all over Denmark at 21h sharp! Every year all the brands of beer in DK launch this special beer, very tasty indeed. We tried it (many times) at the school bar (it was crowded) and then we moved to the P3, where there was an African Party, but not African at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2574.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2574.1.jpg" title="At Lithuania" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2573.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2573.1.jpg" title="At France" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Saturday there was another party, the Black and White Party, once again not with much black and white. Pictures follow in the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116290574326878287?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116290574326878287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116290574326878287' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116290574326878287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116290574326878287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/11/nova-semana-novos-acontecimentos-3110.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116230412304086544</id><published>2006-10-31T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:27:41.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Boa tarde a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Neste último fim-de-semana, como sabem, houve a festa de aniversário do Manuel e Patri no P3. Houve tortilla, sandes, biscoitos feitos pelo Jesus (:D), bolo de anos de chocolate feito pela Meri (:D), aperitivos e, claro, vinho tinto e cerveja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Na quinta-feira passada tive o meu primeiro treino 100% à chuva (e não daquela para meninos!), espectacular! Bem mais kunámi do que jogar sem chuva e ao frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Neste post podem encontrar fotografias do nosso penúltimo jogo, das festas no P3 (Traffic Light Party de sexta-feira incluída), do jantar da Caipirinha em casa do Luca e um vídeo feito pelo Nacho da estadia em Londres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hej!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Good afternoon to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; As you know, this weekend it was Manuel's and Patri's birthday party at the P3. There was tortilla, sandwiches, cookies made by Jesus (:D), birthday chocolate cake made by Meri (:D) , appetizers and, of course, red wine and beer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Last Thursday i had my first 100% under rain (and not that one for the kids!) football training, A-W-E-S-O-M-E! (i know, Friedl :D) Much funnier than playing without rain and with cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; In this post you can find some pictures of one of our last matches, the parties at the P3 (friday's Traffic Light Party included), the Caipirinha dinner at Luca's and a video made by Nacho about our trip to London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hej!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vitus Vikings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_fodbold%20001.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_fodbold%20001.10.jpg" title="Vitus Vikings" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_fodbold%20035.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_fodbold%20035.3.jpg" title="I'm there!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_fodbold%20040.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_fodbold%20040.3.jpg" title="Our captain and me in the back running (yes, i'm there!)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caipirinha dinner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSCN0091.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSCN0091.4.jpg" title="Caipirinha dinner at Luca's" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSCN0098.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSCN0098.4.jpg" title="Caipirinha dinner at Luca's" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01162.jpg" title="Karolina and me :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Traffic Lights Party (K block):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01179.jpg" title="Me, Alice and Luca (Traffic Lights Party)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMAGE02%7E1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMAGE02%7E1.jpg" title="Daniella, Soren and me (Traffic Lights Party)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2148.jpg" title="Manel, me and Fernando (joder tios!)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Manuel's &amp; Patri's Bday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2335.jpg" title="Playing at Manu's and Patri's Bday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2206.jpg" title="Our gift to Manuel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2391.jpg" title="Parties have these things!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2330.jpg" title="Playing at Manu's and Patri's Bday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2350.jpg" title="P3 entrance" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2207.jpg" title="Our gift to Patri" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_CIMG2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_CIMG2262.jpg" title="WooOhhooo!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Video (London):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQgDYZWBXjQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQgDYZWBXjQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116230412304086544?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116230412304086544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116230412304086544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116230412304086544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116230412304086544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/10/boa-tarde-todos-neste-ltimo-fim-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116213890119822574</id><published>2006-10-29T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:38:48.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_Denmark1%20053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_Denmark1%20053.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;PARABÉNS MANUEL E PATRI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I wish you all the best, you deserve it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Manuel, my dad wrote you "Parabéns Manuel. Viva o Manuel. Viva a Espanha!" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Great party yesterday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A big hug and kiss for both of you! Cumpleaños feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116213890119822574?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116213890119822574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116213890119822574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116213890119822574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116213890119822574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/10/parabns-manuel-e-patri-i-wish-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116187044197675855</id><published>2006-10-26T15:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T15:51:36.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01052.jpg" title="Football party" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;es!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Já lá vã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; uns tempos desde a última&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; actualiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ação, peço descul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pa p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or esse facto, mas ultimamente tenho andado ocupado a estar de férias, viaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ar e divert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ir-me :P Poizé, a semana passada foi a semana das férias de Outono e tive oportunidade de visitar uma cidade no noroeste da D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inamarca (Nykøbing) e ir até Ingl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aterra (Londres, Oxford e Bristol). Boas férias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; bastante diversã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o, dinheiro gasto que baste e algum cansaço à mistura (não muito comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arado com o resto!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No domingo passado acabou a temporada futebolística e perdemos o últi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_Paintball%20%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_Paintball%20%285%29.jpg" title="Football party (with Marcos, Coach and Friedl)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mo jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r 4-2 (primeiro golo marcad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o por mim) e ficámos em 5º lugar (entre 6) o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que deve dar para não descer de divisão. No dia anterior houve a festa do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s Vitus Vikings! P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aintball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no mato durante a tarde (fui baleado duas vezes no dedo mindinho, ouch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; e jantarada, snooker e Crazy Daisy mais tarde. Mas que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; jantarada!!! Cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;las ENORMES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;acompan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hadas com batata frita de dois tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;os, molho divinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cerveja normal e branca *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suspiro* Um dia fantástico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nyk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;ø&lt;span style=""&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terça-feira, com a Karolina e o Friedl, metemo-nos num carro e fomos até Nykøbing (2h de viagem) ter com o resto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; do pessoal que já lá estava. É&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; uma ilha co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m paisagens bastante interessantes. Fizemos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scalagem "ao natural" numa duna sufi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cientemente alta e vimos o Pi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;erre a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; andar a brincar com as vacas que por lá andavam a pastar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_Paintball%20%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_Paintball%20%2812%29.jpg" title="Football party (with Friedl and Marcos)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Londres (com Marcos, Naxo, Meri e Patricia)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saímos da residência às 6h da matina para apanhar o avião às 10h30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Viagem para Aarhus de comboio. Viagem de A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arhus para o aeropor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to de camioneta. Check-in. Atraso Ryanair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 1h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reservámos um hostel pela internet (o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mais barato) que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ficava situa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do em Lewisham (um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; bairro do género Brooklin nos EUA). Primeira impressão à chega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da ao local: "vamos ficar num bar de putas!!!". Bar com tons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_Paintball%20%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_Paintball%20%281%29.jpg" title="Football party" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; avermelhados, com poster a dizer "roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ms available upstairs". Mesas de bilhar e ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mens co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ade para terem juízo a beberem "pints". As aparências iludem, pelos vistos era um bar relativamente normal. Duas raparigas simpáticas ajudaram-nos a "settle in". Uma vez que chegámos a meio da tarde e o cen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tro ain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; fica a uma bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a meia hora por comboio/metro, decidimos explorar aquela bela localid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ade. Comemos fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;chips (bacalhau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, estarei em Portugal??? Não.) e fomos a um pub beber umas pints e ver o Barcelona a levar tau-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tau do Chelsea para desânimo do Marcos. GUINNESS É BOM!!! Pelo menos na Inglat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;erra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Os dois dias e meio seguintes foram passados a visitar Londres (sim, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;verd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Londres!). Buckingham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01089.jpg" title="The last football match" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Palace, Tow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;er Bridge, os parques, Piccadilly Circus, Oxford e Regent Street, The London Eye (roda gigante com uma vista espectacular - Londres não tem fim!!!), Big Ben e por aí &lt;st1:personname productid="em diante. Já" st="on"&gt;em diante. Já&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esta bela c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;idade há uns quantos anos atrás com a escolinha, mas as memórias não são muitas, pelo que foi bom regr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;essar. Mais umas quantas GUINESSES... Vou fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;car com saudades. É fresquinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oxford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto os meus mates ficaram em Londres, aproveitei esses dias para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01297.jpg" title="Nykøbing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; estar com o meu h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ome-m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te FliP! Encontrámo-nos em Oxford onde fomos a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; um b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arbecue em casa portuguesa com certeza. Sangria, caipirinha e carninha da boa! E portugueses, claro! Estranho falar português com pessoas portuguesas! Não muito habitual por estes lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visitámos um pouco da cidade/universi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dade, ambiente espectacular, andámos por entre as diversas faculdades e apartamentos dos estudantes e ainda estivemos com 2 amigas brasileiras que não &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;víamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s há 4 anos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bristol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01107.jpg" title="Pierre and the cows" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais pessoal português, uma rapariga do Porto, mais um pol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aco e vibrante relato do Sporting-Porto. Ah! Guiei um carro inglês! Fantástico! Tudo é ao contrário, vale a pena experimentar :) Fiquei em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;casa do FliP e testemunhei como vivem os jovens trabalhadores portugu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eses da HP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Aproveitei para fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;umas c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ompritas no centro da cid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ade (onde ele vive) e ouvir "Cheers mate" sempre que se entra/sai de uma loja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horsens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não há nada como passar uma noite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no aeroporto! Coitado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do Tom Hanks que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01285.jpg" title="Nykøbing (Friedl, Karolina, me and David" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ve de passar não sei quantos dias num!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cheguei por volta da meia-noite e tive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s de esperar até às 7h30 (ou um pouco mais, olé Ryanair!) para apanhar o avião. Como as condições para dormir não eram as ideais, comecei a ler "Veronika Decides to Die" (sim, em inglês) do Paulo Coelho. Só agora? Pois. Aeroporto à pinha e filas intermináveis por causa das minuciosas medidas de segurança: “alguém teve contacto com a sua bagagem?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, “algu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lhe pediu para transportar algo?”, “leva objectos cortan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tes ou armas?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chegada a Horsens correu sem sobressaltos. É &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bom estar de volta :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ontem houve jantar da Caipirinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (finalmente! obrigado pelas ferramentas, pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01108.jpg" title="LOL" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oje há Traffic Light Party no P3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Mas isso fica para o próximo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais um facto interessante: os professores aqui quando fazem anos oferecem cerveja a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; os alunos nas aulas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços ao pessoal do costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheers mates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01095.jpg" title="Friedl and David!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s been a while since the last update, I’m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; sorry for that, but lately I’ve been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;occupie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;d b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;eing on vacations, travelling and having fun :P Last week it was the Autumn break and I visited a city in the northwest of Denmark (Nykøbing) and went to England (London, Oxford and Bristol). Nice vaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;tions, some fun, spent enough money and got some tiredness in the mix (not much compared to the rest!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Last Sunday the football seaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;n ended and we lost the last game by 4-2 (scored the first goal) and we were placed in the 5th position (6 teams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20028.jpg" title="London" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; which should be enough for staying in the same division. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the previous day th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ere was the Vitus Vikings Football Party! Paintball in the woods during the after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on (i w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as shot twice in my small finger, ouch!) and dinner, snooker and Crazy Daisy later. What a dinner!!! Huge spare ribs with fried chips of two kinds, a delicious barbecue sauce and normal and white beer. Wow... It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tastic day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nyk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;ø&lt;span style=""&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tuesday me, Karolina and Friedl, got into a car and drove to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Nykøbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20061.jpg" title="Our hostel at London" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (2h trip) where s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;ome of our friends were already since the previous day. We made “natural” climbing in a hill that was hig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;h enough and we saw &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pierre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; having fun with some innocent cows that were just eating the grass on the top of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Londres (with Marcos, Naxo, Meri and Patricia)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We left the residence by 6h in the morning to catch the bus at 10h30. Trip to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Aarhus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; by train. &lt;/span&gt;Trip to the airport by coach. Check-in. &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Ryanair delay: 1h30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20056.jpg" title="In the air..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We booked a hostel through the Internet (the cheapest one of course) which was situated at Lewisham (a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;neighbourhood somehow like Brooklin in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;). First thoughts when we got there: “we are going to stay in a place where they have prostitutes!”. Bar painted in some kind of red, with a poster that had written “rooms available upstairs”. Pool tables and men with enough age to behave drinking pints. In the end we were wrong; it was just a kind of a normal bar. Two nice girls helped us settling in. Since we ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;rived there in the middle of the afternoon and &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s centre is far, we decided to explore that lovely p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;lace. We ate fish &amp; chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20019.jpg" title="London" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (cod fish, am I in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? No.) and we went to a pub to drink some pints and to watc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;h &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Barcelona&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; getting their arse kicked by Chelsea (poor Marcos!). GUINNESS IS GOOD!!! At least in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The next two and a half days were spent visiting &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:city&gt; (yes, the real &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;!). &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;B&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;uck&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;ingham&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Palace&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;, &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Tower&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Bridge&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;, the parks, Piccadilly Circus, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Oxford&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Regent Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;, The London Eye (giant wheel with an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; outstanding sight – &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; doesn’t have an end!), Big Ben and so on. I had been in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; some large years ago with the school, but the memories are not many, so it was good to be back. Some mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;e GU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;INESSES… I will miss them. It’s fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oxford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;While my mates stayed in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I managed to visit my home-mate FliP! We met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20066.jpg" title="London (Tower Bridge)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Oxford&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and we went to a barbecue in a Portuguese house, of course. &lt;/span&gt;Sangria, Caipirinha and good meat! And Portuguese people as well! It’s weird talking Portuguese with Portuguese people. &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Not common around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;We visited the city/university, awesome environment, we went through the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; faculties and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;udent halls and we met two Brazilian friends we hadn’t seen in 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bristol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;More Portuguese people, a girl from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Porto&lt;/st1:place&gt;, another Polish guy and Sporting-Porto on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Ah! I drove an English car! Awesome! &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Everything is reversed, it’s worth the try! I stayed at FliP’s hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;e and I saw how the Portuguese young HP employees live in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Bristol&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I made some shopping at the city centre and I heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20008.jpg" title="London (Piccadilly Circus)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; “cheers mate” every time I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; entered/left a store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horsens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;There’s nothing like spending a night in an airport! Poor Tom Hanks that had to spend several days in one! And previously he had lived alone in an island for months!!! What a guy! I arrived there a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;round midnight and we waited until 7h30 (or a bit more, thanks Ryanair!) to catch the plane. Since the sleeping conditions were not the ideal, I started reading “Veronika Decides to Die” (Portuguese book, but in En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;glish, smart!) by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20067.jpg" title="London" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Paulo Coelho. &lt;/span&gt;Just now? Right. &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The airport was crowded with sleepy people and huge queues due to the extra tight security measures: “did anyone have contact with your suitcase, sir?”, “did anyone ask y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;ou to carry something for them, sir?”, “are you taking with you sharp objects and guns, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The arrival at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Horsens&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; went well. It’s good to be back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Yesterday there was a Caipirinha dinner (finally! Thanks for the tools, dad!) and today there’s a Traffic Light Party at the P3. But I’ll speak about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01122.jpg" title="London (me and the Big Ben)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; that on the next post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Another interesting thing about here: when it’s a teacher’s birthday he/she offers beer to their students in the classroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kisses and hugs for the usual ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_London%20055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_London%20055.jpg" title="London (Thames)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116187044197675855?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116187044197675855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116187044197675855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116187044197675855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116187044197675855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheers-mates-j-l-vo-uns-tempos-desde.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116043386545900947</id><published>2006-10-10T00:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:45:32.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Só um pequeno pormenor: se passarem o rato por cima das fotos, podem ver uma descrição das mesmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just a small detail:  if you mouse over the photos you can see a small description about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116043386545900947?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116043386545900947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116043386545900947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116043386545900947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116043386545900947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/10/s-um-pequeno-pormenor-se-passarem-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116040406820460147</id><published>2006-10-09T15:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:01:43.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Frases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; populares por estes lados:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Could be." - Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It works!!!" - Luca, the 1st (IT) e Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You know, i don't know..." - Daniel (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh... it was OK" - Armin (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"No... it's good!" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cammie (FR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's good!" - Luca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the 1st (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; crazy!" - Luca, the 1st (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yesssss..." - Karolina (PL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"How are you?" - Os franceses :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coisas que acontecem aqui e não na minha faculdade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há professores(as) que escrevem "Cheers" no fim dos e-mails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há professores que dizem que 6a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; feira não podem dar aul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a porque há um festival e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m Aarhus e têm de "apanhá-la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01035.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01035.1.jpg" title="Me and David, my Hungarian brotha!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A cantina (square) é o sítio onde toda a gente se encontra e onde estou neste momento re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laxadamente a escrever e a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ouvir música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na cantina há um piano onde qualquer um pode tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As reuniões com professores podem ser feitas na cantina, num&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ambiente to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te informal, possivelmente até com outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; estudantes a fazer palhaçadas ao lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Este fim-de-semana realizou-se na escola o Oktober Fest, com uma banda mediática dos a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; na D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rca, os Rockazzino! Eu e o Jeroen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; fizemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "cr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;owd surfing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; \nn/Gra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nde festa, muita gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2532.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2532.0.jpg" title="Oktober Fest" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; dança, muita cerveja,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; o habitual, portanto. D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esta vez com muitos "locals"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sábado houve 1 pequeno torneio de futebol aqui na escola só mesmo para a palh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;açada (6x6). Claro que a nossa equipa perdeu os 2 jogos: vejam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;os nossos equipamentos e digam lá se não ficamos uns pitos!! A culpa é da Karolina ("The Coach") que não soube pôr ordem na equipa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A equipa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Multicultural Fuckup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;00 Daniel (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 David (HU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2533.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2533.0.jpg" title="Multicultural Fuckup at the Oktober Fest (Karolina, our coach, and the fuckups)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Diego (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9 Julien (FR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;69 Fernando (SP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;99 Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;666 Jerome (NL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;X Pierre (Martinique)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treinadora&lt;/span&gt;: Karolina (PL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;À noite fiz o primeiro jantar para o pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ssoal! Jantar a sério, claro! Bifinhos com cogumelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; e n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;atas (obrigado priminha pela transmissão da tua sabedoria!). Estava bom! Wow! A ver se começamos a fazer umas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2525.jpg" title="Oktober Fest" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; caipirinhas esta semana! À noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; houve tripla festa de anos no P3. PARTY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Domingo houve jogo. Era suposto termos ganho os 3 pontos para assegurarmos a subida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de divisão mas empatámos 3-3 e vai ser tudo deixado para a última. THE PORTUGUESE WAY! Tivemos um fotógrafo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;da escola que nos tirou fotos para a posteridade. Espero arranjá-las e colocá-las aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;À noite houve mais um jantar polaco, mais uma vez obra da excelente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2531.jpg" title="Oktober Fest" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cozinheira Aleksandra! A semana que se segue é última antes das férias de Outubro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como podem ver nas fotos, cortei o pêlo! 8eur com uma rapariga Húngara muito simpática e c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;om muito talento que vem fazer o serviço aos nossos apartamentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Popular sentences around here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Could be." - Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It works!!!" - Luca, the 1st (IT) and Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You know, i don't know..." - Daniel (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh... it was OK" - Armin (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"No... it's good!" - Cammie (FR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's good!" - Luca, the 1st (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Go crazy!" - Luca, the 1st (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yesssss..." - Karolina (PL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"How are you?" - All the French people :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Things that happen here and not in my home university:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some teachers write "Cheers" on the end of the e-mails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some teachers say that there won't be a class on Friday because there's a festival in Aarhus and they will be drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The canteen (square) is the place where everyone meets and where i am now relaxed writing this and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2608.jpg" title="Multicultural Fuckup: Daniel, Pierre, Diego, Friedl, Fernando, Jerome and David" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the canteen there's a pian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o which anyone can play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meetings with teachers can be made at the canteen, in a totally informal environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, possib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ly with some students making crazy stuff around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This weekend there was the Oktober Fest here at the school, with a mediatic band from the 80's in D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;enmark, Rockazzino! Me and Jeroen did crowd surfing \nn/ Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; party, many people, lots of d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ancing and many beers, the usual, you know. This time we partied with the "locals"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Saturday there was a small football tournament at the school just for the fun (6x6). Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2670.jpg" title="Playing..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ur team lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; the 2 games: see our jerseys and say you don't like it!! It was Karolina's fault ("The Coach")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; because she didn't control the team! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multicultural Fuckup&lt;/span&gt; team:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;00 Daniel (PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 David (HU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Diego (IT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9 Julien (FR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;69 Fernando (SP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;99 Friedl (DE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2609.jpg" title="Playing..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;666 Jerome (NL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;X Pierre (Martinique)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coach&lt;/span&gt;: Karolina (PL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;At night i made my first real dinner for the people! Small pieces of chicken with rice, cream an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;mushrooms (thanks Ana Luísa for your knowledge!) It was OK! Wow! Let's see if we'll start making some Caip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;irinhas this week! At night there was a triple birthday party at the P3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; PARTY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday another game. We were supposed to win the 3 points to assure going up to the next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2638.jpg" title="Heeeeeeeeey!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;ivision but the game ended with a draw by 3-3 and it will all be left to the last game, next week. THE PORTUGUESE WAY! There was a photographer there who took us some nice photos. I hope i can get them and post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday at night there was another Polish dinner, made again by the great cook Aleksandra! This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;week is the last one before the Autumn break :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;As you can see in the photos, i cut my hair! 8eur with a very nice Hungarian girl that cuts the hair in your flat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_IMG_2673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_IMG_2673.jpg" title="É falta aonde K#$%#?!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34223283-116040406820460147?l=danny-horsens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/feeds/116040406820460147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34223283&amp;postID=116040406820460147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116040406820460147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34223283/posts/default/116040406820460147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danny-horsens.blogspot.com/2006/10/frases-populares-por-estes-ladoscould.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00923397859793527633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KvQoL518C-g/TGMtCxTUkUI/AAAAAAAABBs/TtPa31oiClI/S220/n532261877_424562_7959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34223283.post-116000507469128511</id><published>2006-10-05T01:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:07:50.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Outubro, 2006 - Horsens, DK - O meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; aniversário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Happy birthday dear Daniel and Marcos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_PIC_0117.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_PIC_0117.1.jpg" title="Patri (always with her cute smile), me, Meri and Manuel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_PIC_0079.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_PIC_0079.2.jpg" title="David, me and Manuel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_PIC_0060.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_PIC_0060.2.jpg" title="SKOL!!! Luca, me, Elena, Marcos and Armin" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inesquecível. Acho que é a palavra que descreve melhor este dia, tão diferente de todos os meus restantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; aniversários até à data. Algumas das diferenças:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Longe da família e dos amigos de longa data&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Num ambiente muito especial, com dezenas de amigos novos com quem nunca ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nha feste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o este di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ser a primeira vez que fiz festa conjunta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não sabia bem o que esperar deste dia, pois nada estava combinado previamente e era uma terça-feira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, um dia não muito vulgar para fazer festas. A boa notícia é que aqui todos os dias podem ser de festa! O di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a começou cedinho, com aulas das 8h20 até às 11h50. Toda a gente na faculdade veio ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; comigo e dar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me os p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abéns! A festa co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meçou a ser organizada por mim, Marcos (o outro aniversariante) e alguns espanhóis depois de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; almoço. A esta hora recebi a prenda da minha irmã (obrigado mana! :D) em mão pela Lise, a coordenadora de ERASMUS que me veio dar os parabéns! Mais tarde recebi um e-mail da Carina, da secretaria, também responsável por ajudar os alunos ERASMUS, a dar-me os parabéns! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_PIC_0119.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_PIC_0119.0.jpg" title="Me and Nacho" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1193.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1193.5.jpg" title="Friedl (DE), me, Luca (IT) and Agnyeszka (PL)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_PIC_0112.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_PIC_0112.2.jpg" title="Polish girls!!!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tive treino de futebol à tarde e mal sabia o que me ia esperar quando chegasse a casa! Fui brin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;por uma multidão que me veio cantar os parabéns ao meu apartamento e me veio oferecer presentes! 1 pos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;al assinado por eles, 1 garrafa de vinho tinto PORTUGUÊS (Dão), 1 kit Caipirinha (David, em grande!) com cach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ça, limas, etc. e 1 relógio de parede (para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afinar a pontualidade :P). Depois houve um grande jantar no corredor da residência do Marcos (o prédio ao lado) com pizzas gigantes (+- do tamanho de uma roda de bicicleta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; muitas bebidas! Privilégios de aniversariante: dezenas de fotografias e beijinhos das meninas, mais um po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stal de aniversário (com assinatura chinesa e tudo :D), 5 bolos (um deles com o meu nome escrito, Aleksandra!), brindes e ainda uma garrafa de licor húngaro (muito bom, Vikki!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A festa durou até às 3h da manhã e as palavras para a descrever não são muitas, pelo que vos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o com este pequeno resumo (as fotos falam por si!). Foi provavelmente o meu melhor aniversário de sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e, diferente, sem dúvida. Como este não haverá outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1217.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1217.1.jpg" title="Birthday present :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1213.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1213.1.jpg" title="Our postcards" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1205.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1205.1.jpg" title="Another birthday present!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MUITO OBRIGADO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a todos aqueles que ajudaram e tornaram a festa possível (obrigado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; meninas! e meninos!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a todos aqueles que participaram na festa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a todos aqueles que me telefonaram e enviaram mensagens a dar-me os parabéns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a todos aqueles que torna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ram este dia fantástico e inesquecível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vocês sabem quem são!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23 aninhos! Parabéns a mim e a quem me pôs neste mundo :)&lt;br /&gt;Um forte abraço, pai. UM BEIJO GRANDE, MAMÃ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços para todos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC00998.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC00998.1.jpg" title="...Polish mates!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1182.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1182.0.jpg" title="Advertising next to my room :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC00990.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC00990.1.jpg" title="Make a wish!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;October the 3rd, 2006 - &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Horsens&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, DK – My B-Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday dear Daniel and Marcos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unforgettable. Proba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bly the best word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to describe what happened this day, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o different th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; all m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y other birthdays so far. Some differences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Far from the family and old friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very special environment, with many new      friends with who I never had celebr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ated th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is day with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first time i made a party together with      someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01011.1.jpg" title="Aleksandra and me" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_DSC01010.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_DSC01010.1.jpg" title="My cake! Made by Aleksandra - THANK YOU! :)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/1600/_HPIM1186.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3848/923/200/_HPIM1186.4.jpg" title="Birthday boys: me and Marcos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn’t know for sure what to expect from this day because nothing was previously settled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and it was a Tuesday, not a vulgar day for partying at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; night. The good news is here’s always a good day t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o party! The day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt; started early, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ith classes from 8h20 until 11h50. Everyone at the university came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to cong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ratulate me, so nice! The party started to be organized by me, Marcos (the other birthday boy) and some Spanish after lunch time. By this time I got my sister’s gift (thanks sis! :D) on ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd by Lise, the interna&lt;/span&gt;&l
