May 15, 2009

Party time

Ligota has become the playground for some festivities called "Juwenalia". This means students (and not only) gather for three days of music, drinking, smoking and partying. A stage was installed right in front of my akademik, the buses coming to Ligo are packed and the city center is deserted. Of course, the demand for beer has increased and the air smells of grilled meat. It pretty much resembles the beer festivals that sometimes happen back home, the only difference being that I can avoid those, as they do not happen in front of my house. The crowd is pretty chill, everybody's sitting on the grass having a drink or two, reminding me of a hippie jam festival (I think it's a conspiracy. If I manage to survive this summer staying away from beads, flowers, acid and headbands, while staying true to my hair-styling products and my wardrobe, I'll offer myself a reward in September). True, I'm a little bit jealous, we don't really have such student fests back in Bucharest. If we did, I'm sure I would have complained about them as well, but I think the idea is quite ok and I'd be happy to complain about the Juwenalia taking over the city.
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I've been waiting eight months for something to happen in Kato. Something that would really, really make me want to leave the house / the tent on a Saturday night. Not one, but two such events are scheduled for tomorrow. One of them is a wardrobe party somewhere downtown, where you get to trade the clothes you're bored of with the clothes other people are bored of, and an after-wardrobe-party with some DJs in I can't remember what club. The other one is at the Museum of History, celebrating the '20s and '30s with a clothing & jewelry presentation and Charleston classes. Back in March, Magda asked me if I could work on the 16th of May, as she knew there would be some party in the tent, and she wanted to make sure it's not going to be her shift. Of course I said yes.

2 comments:

Leonard said...

Kato ? It's a place ?

Ruxandra said...

... yes, it is. It may sometimes appear from what I'm writing that this is the place where nothing happens, but it is still a place. In southern Poland. And I call it Kato instead of Katowice because I love it, just the way it is :)