I discovered in the past two weeks that time does not only fly when you are having fun it also flies when you are not. I’ll spare you of the boring very unfun thesis writing I have been doing that seems to make time fly by (hello distant deadline becoming not so distant anymore) and tell you about the fun things I’ve been up to in these last two weeks.
I watched some Eurovision with friends. For those of you who don’t know what Eurovision is: it’s a yearly music competition between European countries (and not so European countries such as Israel), but in reality there isn’t much good music involved (not to say none). It’s all about having the craziest outfit, the most fireworks on stage and the most outrageous act. A picture says more than a 1000 words and this moving picture sums it up pretty well:
For those of you who think Eurovision is stupid and don’t like watching it: you’re doing it wrong! Get some friends around (preferably friends who don’t keep their snide comments to themselves) some drinks and some food and enjoy the celebration of kitch. It’s always fun to make your own top 10 by giving the acts scores between 0 and 100 (in extreme cases -10,000 might be in order) and see who predicts the European televoting behaviour best.
I also spent some “quality time” with my mum and sister in London doing what we do best: shopping and eating. We stayed in an apartment near Borough tube station and even though the apartment was nice we didn’t think too much of the neighbourhood because there didn’t seem to be much to do. Luckily on our second evening there we discovered that all the cool bars and restaurants were right around the corner. We first had a pint in The Woolpack, a pub with a nice garden where we could enjoy the moderately good weather. After we had dinner in a really lovely Italian restaurant called Antico. We all took different mains and were very happy with them (although I liked the risotto my mum had slightly better than my brill and asperagus).
Lastly I went to see The Great Gatsby. I haven’t read the book yet, how illiterate of me, but I loved the film! I think it was mostly the costumes, the staging and the music that made me love it so much. My boyfriend compared watching this film to flipping through a Vogue magazine, which I thought was quite suitable.
And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy. – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
And how I would love to go to one of Gatsby’s parties! The glamour and the decadence just splash of the screen. A little Prada flapper dress would also be a wonderful addition to my wardrobe.
Even though I did like the story as well it didn’t impress me as much as the scenography. I guess to truly appreciate it I’ll have to read the book, which is now on top of my reading list.