My country!!!


Yes, I wanted to say something about Spain in my blog today. Because I also sometimes miss you: the hot in summer, gazpacho at home, in the darkness of the rooms and the shinning light outside. Having dinner outside, or swimming in the swimming pool while the 40 º C beat your body violently. The insects singing, the Euro with friends, with Sergio, with Alberto, Carlitos, Marcial and the rest. It was a pitty that I couldn´t be with you and go to Colon, or to the Bernabeu Stadium. Do you remember Spain 3 – 0 Russia in 2008 (It was my first year at University)…or the World Cup in New Mexico. Oh, my god!!! I can´t forget it. Sergio in the floor almost crying and I almost kiss Alberto because the emotion!!! Hahaha. But I don´t want to think about the past, I live the present. Because it´s good, I have good people around me, and cause if I call you to celebrate it with you, you are answering and making me happy.

Yes, I live the present and what I see is that my country is in a big crisis, but there´s crisis everywhere, not only there. Maybe the sport is connecting the people, and making them happy. I live the present and what I see is that…SPAIN IS CHAMPION AGAIN!!!!.




Hahahaha, I was waiting for this. Euro – World Cup – Euro. The first team which got it in the history. The best team ever? I don´t know, but for sure one of the best, and because I live the present I can say that currently it´s the best. And not because I say like this, search in wikipedia and the FIFA Ranking. One day we will loose, of course, but I there´s something that not too much people know. Spain Sub-19 and Sub – 21 they also are Euro Champions. Maybe in some years they´ll be the new Xavi, Iniesta or Casillas.


Today, like everyday, I´m proud of my country. Always there´s something that makes you proud of your origin. In this case the sport, the football. It could seem strange, but it makes me proud to be spanish, specially when you are abroad and miss your past life. Because even when you live the present you remember the past.


And now I let you with funny images about the italian guy who said he was going to make four goals to Spain. It only is a joke. I hope you´ll laugh.









– Translation: He says that he´s going to score 4 times to Spain. He looses 4 – 0.































Why don´t you understand?

If you can´t see longer than your nose.

You don´t hear a flower laughing.

If you can´t talk without have to listen your voice, using the heart.


Friend, listen to me. Everything has a reason.

The path is made with your steps.

There´s a world to discover.

And a life to take from the final guion arms.


Sometimes I feel when I wake up.

The dream is the reality.


Drink, sing, dream, feel that the wind has made exclusively for you.

Laugh, LISTEN and talk, using to it the heart.

Feel that the rain kisses your face when you fall in love. Scream with the soul. Scream so loud.

That of your life you´ll be the only actor, my friend.


If your opinion can be yes or not.

And you don´t want to improve.

If you can give me a definition for hatred or love.

What a big dissapointment.


Not everything is white, or black, or grey.

Everything depends of the nuance. Search and learn to distinguish.

The moon can keep you warm, and the sun your nights to move.

The trees are dying stand up.


I´ve seen a stream that will listen its water going to the sea.


Drink, sing, dream, feel that the wind has made exclusively for you.

Laugh, LISTEN and talk, using to it the heart.

Feel that the rain kisses your face when you fall in love. Scream with the soul. Scream so loud.

That of your life you´ll be the only actor, my friend.

Songs I like


Steve Harley

Make Me Smile

You’ve done it all, you’ve broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoilt the game, no matter what you say
For only metal – what a bore!
Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies?

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild

There’s nothing left, all gone and run away
Maybe you’ll tarry for a while
It’s just a test, a game for us to play
Win or lose, it’s hard to smile
Resist, resist, it’s from yourself you have to hide

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild

There ain’t no more, you’ve taken everything
From my believe in Mother Earth
How can you ignore my faith in everything
When I know what Faith is and what it’s worth
Away, away, and don’t say maybe you’ll try

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild.














Arizona sky

(China Crisis)


The Arizona sky
the sky is bigger there
it took my breath away
that doesn’t happen every day

Manhattan’s music, man
on every avenue
you’ve heard no greater sound
too much can get you down

Decorate, paint it for the union
no reson to give up on the illusion
take confident possession of yourself
no reson to give up on the illusion

Venice is sinking fast
looks almost upside down
under a spell we fell
there’s more, too much to tell

Decorate, paint it for the union
no reson to give up on the illusion
take confident possession of yourself
no reson to give up on the illusion

Uptown in Paraguay
beneath Chicago moon
spend every dollar saved
as much as we have made.












Worlds apart

(China Crisis)


You’re so cold
resisting only your feelings
Worlds apart
and your world’s lost all meaningI, I try
but nothing you say moves me
some, some day
maybe I’ll hear more clearly

Laughing loud
but I felt uninvited
away from the crowd
the way they talk it’s frightening

I, I try
but nothing you say moves me
some, some day
maybe I’ll hear more clearly

Worlds, worlds apart
Worlds, worlds apart

A stranger to me
and I could have sworn I knew you
and worlds apart
and my worlds lost all meaning













Time to pretend



























You were a child
Crawling on your knees toward him
Making momma so proud
But your voice is too loud

We like to watch you laughing
You picking insects off of plants
No time to think of consequences

Control yourself
Take only what you need from him
A family of trees wanting to be haunted
Control yourself
Take only what you need from him
A family of trees following
Be positive

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention
Memories fade
Like looking through a fogged mirror
Decisions too
Decisions are made
Decisions are made and not bought
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot
I guess not












We didn´t start the fire

(Billy Joel)


Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, “The King and I” and “The Catcher in the Rye”

Eisenhower, vaccine, England’s got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser aand Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy hn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, “Rock Around the Clock”

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn’s got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, “Peyton Place”, trouble in the Suez


Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, “Bridge on the River Kwai”

Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, “Ben Hur”, space monkey, Mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, “Psycho”, Belgians in the Congo


Hemingway, Eichmann, “Stranger in a Strange Land”
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

“Lawrence of Arabia”, British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say


Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodsto/ck/, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah’s in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

“Wheel of Fortune”, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China’s under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can’t take it anymore


We didn’t start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on…


Funny days in Brasov


  Bună dimineaţa!!   Ce faci?                                                                                                                                                                  

  These weeks have been very quiet. I really am enjoying my life in Brasov, a city I love. My days here are OK, they´re just what I was looking for. I have time to think and rest, and I also am working in that things I like more. Now I feel good, I really have fun and can think more positively.

  Oggy, Sercan and me went to watch the Uefa Cup Final between Atletico de Madrid and Athletic de Bilbao to a Brasov pub (we couldn´t go to Bucharest because of the high price). Finally Atlético won 3 – 0 and I felt sad for a moment. But it doesn´t matter. Spanish team won. This is the important thing. Ha ha ha ha. 😀


          We couldn´t go to Bucharest National Stadium, but we had fun in Brasov pub. Athletic Bilbao lost and          I started crying, as you can see.


                                                                  Beautiful National Stadium in Bucharest.                                                                                                                                          


But not only we have fun watching football matches. We also go shopping and start doing things like kids. I really need these kind of things. All of us have a small kid inside and we sometimes need to show it. Here there are two photos that demonstrate this.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       


                                                                                         A really gay photo at the office.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

                                                                                         Oggy and me shopping at Real.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Shopping is hard, so make it funny                                                                                                                                                                                                    





Only to say that I´m very happy in Brasov. Now I miss my sister a little bit but I´ve good mates here. I also have ilusion about my summer holidays, that I hope to spend in Bulgaria, Macedonia, Albania, Greece, Montenegro and Kosovo. Yes, I know it, I´m a little bit crazy. And about the Hippo Green with children: I´ll really enjoy it, but I´m nervous because they´ll be my first “biology” classes as a “teacher”, not as a student  😀










































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Anhedonia planet

Posted by on Thursday, April 26, 2012 · Leave a Comment 




If you are a person who only likes the romantic stories or that kind of happy stories that are told after a Christmas dinner, this story´s not for you. You´re free to decide. You  can stop or you can follow reading. It´s your choice. But if finally you decide to read it, don´t say after that I didn´t advice you that it´s not the happiest story in the world.



Dedicated to all that people that believed in me.





  1.    Nothing is what it seems.

Have you ever thought too much about anything that finally made you get a big headhache? Maybe it´s happening to you very often, maybe not. It happened very often to  Laszlo Antbran, a ten years old child from a village far away from the big city. Laszlo was an intelligent boy that liked reading and studying in his free time. He used read three books per week and to be at his home all the time. He was living with his father but spent a lot of time alone because his dad couldn´t arrive at home earlier and there weren´t more kids of his age in the neighbourhood. His father was working for a big and important company and had time only for his job. Laszlo was considered by the rest of the children of his age as a strange child.


Sometimes Laszlo felt alone, without nobody to talk. He really missed  have an interesting conversation with some clever person. But it never happened. He was ten years old, an age when children become little men and they begin to think about themselves.  And what he was seeing everyday was that no ten years old kid, except him,  was thinking about the same things than him, no kid was worried about the same problems than him. Therefore he couldn´t avoid feeling as a strange child and also started be sad. Laszlo was not only a studious and a reader child. He was very independent because his father didn´t spend much time at home with him. Because of this he had to learn quickly how to cook, to wash dishes and clothes, hang the wet clothes in order to dry them and he also learnt how to talk to people who were much older than him. Actually he became a very mature child for his age.


But teachers used to think he was lazy and all his mates (I said it before) used to think Laszlo was strange, weird, stupid boy. Nowadays, like before, if you are not like most of people, people will kill you slowly. And that was what was happening to our ten years old boy, a special boy, an unwanted boy.

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Interesting natural places in Romania (I)

Posted by on Wednesday, April 4, 2012 · Leave a Comment 

Servus!! Ce faci?


  After 5 days in Predeal knowing new people, walking through some mountain paths and eating potatoes and chicken almost every day, now I´m in Brasov doing my normal life, waking up every day early in order to go to the school, where the volunteers help children and also play games. During all these days I´ve had time for look for some interesting natural places in the country and that I finally I´ve sworn myself I´ll visit. 


1. Piatra Mare Mountains


During all these days we spent in Predeal (the Piatra Mare mountain range around us) I´ve decided to come back in some weeks and maybe sleep somewhere inside my new tent.






2. Moldoveanu peak

This is the highest point in Romania with 2544 meters. Predeal is the highest village in the country with 1400 meters high, but if you want to go to Moldoveanu´s top you should go Fagaras first. The mountain is located in  Făgăraş Mountains of the Southern Carpathians











3. Piatra Craiului National Park.


Zărneşti is the most important town for visiting the national park. 

The Piatra Craiului Mountains are a mountain range in the Southern Carpathians in Romania. In Romanian “Piatra Craiului” means “Rock of the King”.

The Piatra Craiului mountains form a narrow and saw-like ridge, which is about 25 km long. The highest elevation in the massif is the “Vârful La Om” with 2238 m.

The ridge is regarded as one of the most beautiful sights in the Carpathians. The two-day north–south ridge trail is both challenging and rewarding. Starting at either Plaiul Foii in the north-west or Curmătura in the north-east, walkers climb up to the ridge before following a somewhat precarious path along the narrow spine. The descent at the southern end leads into a karst landscape of deep gorges and pitted slopes where water penetrating the rock has carved a series of caves.

The whole range is included in the national park Parcul Naţional Piatra Craiului (Piatra Craiului National Park).

The first protection of this area started in 1938 when 4.4 km² were declared as a “Nature Reserve”. The Law 5/2000 enlarged this area to 148 km². In 2003 the external limits and internal zoning were created. Since 1999 a park administration has existed and since 2005 a management plan has been in place.

In the national park area about 300 fungi species, 220 lichen species, 100 different mosses, 1100 species of superior plants (a third of the number of all plant species found in Romania), 50 Carpathians endemic species and also two endemic species for Piatra Craiului can be found.

There are also 2 endemic species of spiders, 270 butterflies species, amphibians and reptiles, 110 birds species (50 listed in the Bern Convention and 6 in the Bonn Convention), 17 bats species, chamois and other large herbivores and also many large carnivores (wolvesbrown bearslynx) living in the national park. 

The massif is bordered in the west by the Dâmbovița Valley which separates it from the Păpuşa massif; in the north-west the river Bârsa and Curmătura Foiiseparates it from the Făgăraș Mountains and in the east the “Rucăr-Bran Passage” delimits it from the Bucegi and Leaotă mountains. The southern border is the confluence of the valleys of Dâmbovița and Dâmbovicioara rivers, in the “Podul Damboviţei” depression.








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One day in Bucharest.

Posted by on Wednesday, March 21, 2012 · Leave a Comment 

Hello readers!

Today I´m writing about my first day in Romania after almost seven years later I visisted the country. I want to focuse specially in one building, Casa Poporului, also called Palatul parlamentului.

    I arrived on 09/02/2012 to Bucharest Baneasa Airport. It was 06:30          and my sister, who is living in Câmpina, was waiting for me there. It was      hard for her because she had to get up at 04:30. She also was angry              because the taxi driver who had driven to the airport asked her for                more money than it really was. After whe took a bus from Baneasa                airport to the Train Station. All the streets were totally snowed and the      temperature was – 25 º C. I don´t remember a weather so                                  cold, even when I was in Siberia in march 2008. We went to a coffee            shop close to the Underground and spoke a lot of time. I noticed that          there were graffittis on the walls (some people against the actual                    government) and that there were a lot of abandoned dogs in the streets.
                                                     A dog in a Bucharest street.
 That morning we visited Casa Poporului, the second biggest govermental building in all the world. The first is the Pentagon in Washington DC, USA.  According to the Guinness Book of Records, is the largest administrative building, expensive and heavy world.1 It covers a total area of 340,000 m². The original name was People’s House (Casa Poporului), as it was designed and constructed during the Ceauşescu regime. The building was renamed by the state after the fall of the socialist government. However, many Romanians still call Casa Poporului.
Its construction began in 1985 at the behest of President Nicolae Ceausescu,under the direction of the chief architect Anca Petrescu. It took the demolition ofseveral neighborhoods in the upper part of the city with a total of: 12 churches, 2 synagogues, 3 monasteries and more than 7,000 homes.
The building is composed of twelve plants in area, eight underground, only fourfinished, 315,000 m² of land, of which more than 250,000 excess of 84 meters high and 25 meters deep. More than 20,000 people worked in shifts 24 hours aday, thousands of engineers and architects. To decorate were used wood (walnut, cherry, elm, oak), marble, carpets of 5 cmthick, brass lamps, aluminum and glass with hundreds of lamps, chandeliersalmost 2 meters high, 5-ton doors weight, etc. The palace consists of about 40 rooms, designed for banquets and receptions, offices, rooms, etc.. The President would have intervened directly in the works,along with the team of engineers.
                                                   Casa Poporului in Bucharest.
It was -25 º C outside.  
                                       Old city. Building in a french style.
 After our visit to Casa Poporului/Palatul Parlamentului, we visited the old city, full of buildings in a french style, and we also ate hummus and salad in a lebanese restaurant. I remember that I was hungry. My sister bought a typical blue hat and after that we went to the train station and took the train.  We were listening a song called Kibori (Mahala Rai Banda). Mahala Rai Banda is a gypsy band based in Bucharest. The song is this:
Dikta mamo kibori
Kibori dal kibori
Taveleske bakhtali
Devla Bakhtali

Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav
Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav

Dema, Mamo, but love
But love dal but love
Kenaj chavo lakeren,
Devla lakeren

Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav
Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav

Siman romni prashukar
Prashukar dal prashukar
Sarij lulu gadajbar
Lulu gadajbar

Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav
Joj, dade, so kerav, dade, so kerav
Palavla te me merav, devla me merav

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My new experience in Romania

Posted by on Thursday, March 15, 2012 · Leave a Comment 

                                                     ROMANIA, EXPERIENCE IN EASTERN EUROPE



 I grew up in Guadarrama mountains.


Hello to everybody! My name´s Enrique, but you also can call me Kike. I was born in  Madrid (05/03/1989) and grew up in Guadarrama´s mountain range, in central  Spain. I like travelling and studying, reading and writing. And I love mountains and the  wildlife.  I´m happy because I´m starting a new experience abroad, and I can learn a  lot of new things from everybody and about everything.

I always have thunk that academic education is one of the most important things, but  not the most important. After almost twenty years fulfilling the duty to go every day  to school and college I´ve decided to live new experiences. What I now need are other kind of knowledges. The known american writer Henry David Thoreau, wrote:  rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. And I agree. Because I don´t   know what it´ll happen tomorrow, I need to learn how to cope with upredictable problems of the future. On 12 september 2011 I started my fifth course at university. But I was tired. I also felt  very sad because I was constantly surrounded by people who only were interested in obtaining a diploma, but at the same time were unable to help themselves out of their world. And because I felt I was more than a score on a  sheet of paper, I decided to go very far, at least for a time to really think about what I wanted in my life.  Some of my class mates say that I´m crazy and  that I should  finish my studies as soon as possible. They believe that not going to university is a waste of time. But I don´t care. What each one has to do is to believe in himself. It doesn´t matter what the people think when people really don´t know you well.


                                                                              I always wanted to study biology.


 I write because I´ve been living  in Romania during one month and a half. After three weeks visiting the capital Bucharest, and other cities like Iasi, Ploiesti, Campina, and Chisinau (Moldova), now I´m in the city of Brasov, working in a Voluntary Service. I´ll be in the city of Brasov during one year, in one of the most beautiful cities in all the country. Transilvania shows a lot of things to the traveller, specially mountains, nature, historic buildings and castles. I was in Romania in july 2005, and I always wanted to come back. 


Serbia and Romania border. Iron Gates NP.



      Peles palace, in Sinaia.



 Old women feeding the birds in Timisoara.




    Bran castle in july 2005.



 I had heard about EVS, the European Voluntary Service, because of my sister, who is also working in EVS for other association in the city of Campina. I think that EVS is a good way of non-formal education, and you can learn a lot of things that you can´t at school or university. You can learn how to become an independent person, living  abroad and spending your own money cleverly.

 I decided to visit my sister during some weeks. My plane took off at 01:30 and arrived in the morning. I arrived to Baneasa airport on 9th february 2012. My sister was waiting for me there. In Madrid, before taking my flight, one romanian man (I   don´t remember his name) was asking me how I was going to go from Bucharest to Campina. I answered that I was going to take the bus and the train, and he started laughing. He couldn´t understand that I was going to take the bus alone or in company of my sister. After, one spanish man named Roberto told me at the aeroplane a lot of things about romanian culture and traditions. He was the first person that I knew in my romanian experience. After a full day in Bucharest  my sister and I took the train and arrived Campina in the night. That day was wonderful. The temperature was -25 º C and the Dambovita river was completely frozen. We visited Casa Poporului, a the second biggest governmental building in the world (the first is The Pentagon, USA). The construction of the building finished in 1986, and three years later Nicolae Ceausescu died. It was interesting. We also visited the old city, full of buildings in a french style, and ate hummus and salad in a lebanse restaurant. Finally we took the train to Campina. While we were travelling, we listened the song Kibori. All Romania was snowed, the streets, the churches, the houses, the railways, everything. In Spain there was a siberian cold wind, but in Easter Europe the weather was much colder.


                                                                             Casa Poporului.






                                                                                           Casa Poporului teathre.





                                                                             A graffitti l in Bucharest street.




                                                                              Girls walking.




                                                                             Dambovita river totally frozen.




During the three weeks I was in Campina a lot of things happened. First, I had time for thinking what I was going to do. I needed to think quickly what I was going to do the next months. To continue at university wasn´t my first option, so I had to decide. I used to walk everyday through the streets, visiting the churches, markets, Nicolae Grigorescu house and Julia Hasdeu Castle.



Câmpina streets are frozen.



My room (Câmpina).







A painting at Julia Hasdeu castle.



Iulia Hasdeu toy.

I also used to cook everyday. It was very relaxing. During all that time I was at my sister´s apartment the weather was too cold, and because of this I was the most of time inside home, reading books and watching movies. A french girl named Noemi lives with her, so I shoulded be educated everytime. Some days my sister and I went to a coffee shop and drank Ciocolata calda.



                                                                             The weather in Câmpina was too cold.



                                                                             Cooking chicken at my sister´s apartment.



                                                                                           It snowed while I was cooking.



But one day I was searching in the web new projects and I found one of them in Brasov City. I contacted with the Colors Association. I met them two days later. I remember that day perfectly. The train was 150 minutes later and I arrived to Brasov at 12:00. While I waited the train I walked around and took some photos of the houses and birds. I was talking with Claudia and Lucian in a coffee shop, at the red building closed to the train station. Finally I decided to work with them in the project called Be Active and Creative!



                                                                             The train was late.



                                                                             I was waiting at the train station.



 A white house.



                                                                            Going to Brasov.


Also I could visit Iasi, in the eastern region of Romania;  Moldova, Ploiesti and Campina. I had to come back Spain for 2 days, in order to pick up some of my belongings: clothes, computer and other necessary things.





                                                                                          Ploiesti. We were waiting for the train.
                                                                             The city of Iasi.
                                                                             All buildings were under reparation. Iasi.
 Mums and children in Chisinau, Moldova.

I started the poject on 1th march 2012. No one was there and I learnt how to move in the city, the main streets, supermarkets and buildings. In my first day I went to the library and took some photos of the elderly people. It was my first experience as a volunteer. We are 5 volunteer in total: 2 polish girls, one turkish boy, spanish girl and myself, but also some romanian volunteers help us. I wish to know them better during this whole year.



                                                                            Dancing with elderly people.


                                                                                            Breakfast at home. Brasov.



                                                                            My turkish mate and I at the office.






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