Auditorium in blue

A few weeks ago, I heard on the radio that it was the "World Diabetes Day". In order to concern people about diabetes, in many cities would change the usual illumination´s color of significant buildings. The chosen color for that special occasion was blue. So the auditorium of Tenerife would be part of the campaign.

I couldn´t resist myself to go there and take some photos. I had never seen it with that kind of decorative lighting before.

Therefore, after my german classes, I made my way to the auditorium. The night was clear. The temperature was perfect, neither cold nor too warm. There were no clouds on the sky. And there weren´t many people at the street either.

It was great. I carried my little tripod, in order to avoid blurred photos. I found a good place to start the work. A little wall, with a perfect panoramic of the subject and where I could put the camera and sit myself.

I took many photos, and I would have taken more, but I arrived too late. Nearby eleven in the night, the lights were switched off. "What a pity" - I thought.

But I didn´t really mind, in fact, it was time to come back home. I hadn´t still have dinner, and I was a bit hungry!!!

Update: I have recently spoken with "pejeverde" about the image´s rights of the auditorium. Should I need to ask for autorization to take photos to it, suposing that I don´t pretend to make money with the photos? (and/or pay for it.) More about the subject here (in spanish.)

Not as we

Reborn and shivering
Spat out on new terrain
Unsure, unconvincing
This faint and shaky hour

Chorus:

Day one, day one
Start over again
Step one, step one
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it
'Til I'm psuedo-making it
From scratch, begin again
But this time I as I
And not as we

Gun-shy and shivering
Tear it without a hand
Feign brave but still intent
Little and hardly here

[Chorus]

Eyes wet toward wide open fright,
If God is taking bias, I pray he wants to lose,

[Chorus]

Alanis Morissette - "Not As We"

Danger in the city

I was coming back home after a party night. But it was so late that I didn´t feel sleepy, so I decided to give a walk around the neighbourhood.

The street was empty of cars. The streetlamps sparkled, mixing light and shades. It was a peaceful time.

While I was moving along the road, the wing carried a sweet melody to me. I tried to guess where it came from. After listening carefully for a while, I realised that the sound could be a distant concert.

I wanted to know what was exactly that music. It distiled mistery and flavor, it attracted me as a siren song. Then, I decided to find out the source. Finally, I directed myself towards an uphill street.

Five minutes later, I noticed that the sound became clearer. I arrived to a cobbled square. At the center, there was a high mast, with a blue and yellow flag on it. Out of the blue, I felt the wind hitting on my face, and a whistling noise produced by the flag.

I smiled sligtly and I stayed there, looking to the flag. My imagination is terrible! - I thought. Or maybe it was already time to go to bed.

Suddenly, I felt something breathing at my back. I quickly turned on my feet. And there was him! A terrifying tiger was looking at me. I didn´t know how to act, but if I had, I wouldn´t have been able to do anything. I was totally paralised by terror.

"My new friend" was big, enormous. His look was defiant. I avoided getting in touch with his eyes. He moved around me slowly. After that, he stopped in front of me. Then, he roared loudly. I was expecting the worst end.

But nothing happened. In fact, one thing happened: The sun arose between two buildings, reaching us. Hopefully, gargoyles turn to stone when the sun touches them! I recovered my sleepyness during the way back home, and I pondered a master plan.

The next day, I went to buy a red marker. Then, I came back to that place. And I wrote down, on the plaque next to the big cat and with capital letters:

"Beware of the tiger"

The path

The path, some days is hard. In certain situations it is misty, cloudy. And others it is full of brown leaves, as now.

Outside, it is cold. There is no wind. The sun appears shyly between clouds. I put on warm clothes. And go for a walk into the forest.

Have you ever heard the sound of your feet walking on the Autumm leaves? It is a relaxing exercise. I recommend everyone to try it. Close your eyes, smell the forest and concentrate in the sounds: At first, in the distant ones. Then, closer, until you hear your own body.

When trees involve me and light goes throw the branches, I can get transported to other places, to old memories and future events. They all have in common a path, where the leaves have just started to fall, covering with a colorful carpet.

One sport, one child

Sometimes, children ask me "What football team do you support?" (Some adults ask it too, but it tends to be less frequent)

I always claim to be a Real Madrid supporter. I suppose that I chose it when I was a child because it seemed to me one of the winners (and when you are a child it is important for you to go with the winners)

Later, I learnt that when you have made a decision, others don´t trust you if you change it afterwards.

When I played football, at first, I wanted to be in the same team as my friends. But we were very bad players. One day, during the act of choosing the players, I was one of the two who was supposed to decide the players in each team. That day, I preferred to try making a solid, winner team. - and I didn´t choose my friends - After that, they got angry with me for a few days.

And I had to assume that, generally speaking, it´s better to keep the same jacket.

So I have maintained the option untill now. I don´t want to waste time about thinking in a new one, so I´m going to continue supporting Real Madrid for the moment.

But I don´t really mind if they win or lose. I mean, I prefer them to win, but neither feel sad if they lose nor planificate my agenda according to the matches . I´m not an "active fan", if you want to define it in some way.

My feelings aren´t managed by what eleven men do in 90 minutes. There are more important things to worry seriously about. The important ones are few, and it seems to me they are not linked with unknown people.

And speaking about the agenda theme: At weekends, I try to stay at home the less time possible. In my opinion, if there is a whole world waiting for you out there, why not to go and have a look? Besides, I always prefer to play football myself than watching it (and I am still a bad player, but I enjoy it.) OK, you´ll tell me: When you need to rest, the best is simply to stay at home laying at the sofa, maybe reading, watching TV or simply doing nothing. But I tend to feel it as a waste of time: I would pick a book and enjoy at night, not during the day. (The sun is calling you outside!)

So, what is my final conclusion? That I could look for another jacket, and be at home watching the TV, but I wouldn´t stand it for long, so I´m going to avoid it as much as possible! :)