this weekend we had monday and tuesday off for carnaval so carly lauren and i went to porto. porto is a very cool city and we wish that we went to school there rather than in coimbra. the first night we got tehre we went down to the river where there are a lot of restaurants. they are all pretty much the same because the only food they really have here is fish potatoes and omelets for us vegetarians. the man at the restaurant was really friendly and was joking around with us (and i think about us). he then gave us this card for a bar we he wanted us to go after dinner. he then took us there himself and told the bar owner we were his friends. the owner (a portuguese guy who was about our age) told us that he wanted his bar to feel liek we were in our own homes. unfortunately the bar did not really achieve this goal-probably because of the stobe lights, techno and metal seats. the other other people in the bar were the owners brother, a family with a small child and a college student doing their homework. he then told us "because we were friends with the owner of the restaurant" our minimum would only be 3 euros. we realized we had been duped. then the guy sat down at our tabele and began to play gyspy songs on his guitar. it was very awkward, especially when he told us how he wrote one song about his girlfriend who died 6 years ago. all this time there was music going on in the background that he was yelling at his brother to turn down. we would have rather listened to the other music. then they whipped out the karaoke machine-which the portuguese love-and began to sing enrique iglesias and do the electric slide.
after that we went to another bar. it was weird and they were playing the island on tv. we took a cab home from there with the most asshole cab driver ever. he was whipping around corners and going super fast. carly asked, in perfectly understandable portuguese, what kind of music was playing on the radio because she liked it and he ignored her. then he was driving so fast that she had to grab onto his seat and he yelled at her for shaking his seat too much. when we got out of the cab he thought i had slammed my door and he got out and was yelling at us from the street.
all in all it was a very good trip with a lot of fun/weird portuguese things.
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2 comments:
You think you could email that guitar guy and get the tabs for me? I'm trying to learn gypsy music so I can start a fusion band. Not sure what its gonna be mixed with, but the important part is that its fusion. Also, I didn't know the electric slide happened in Europe or anywhere besides bar mitzvah dance floors for that matter.
Every fucking taxi driver in Europe thinks you're slamming his door. I don't know what their problem is.
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