the slumber party

This weekend there's slumber party at mine!

The gang will come for a 'teen movies' themed sleepover. They will bring their sleeping bags, we will eat pizza and we have a big collection of films to watch (Mean Girls, American Pie, Clueless, She's All That, 10 Thins I Hate About You, ...).

And then we will do each others nails.
Or maybe not... :)

the portuguese is back from the midlands

I came back last wednesday (with a 6-hour delay - thanks Sterling!) from a weekend trip to Manchester and Leicester.

I went to Manchester with other 3 guys fromk the swimming club to participate in the PrideGames - my first international gay competition.
Although swimming only filled the saturday afternoon, I swam a lot and eventually got 5 medals (3 gold and 2 silver) back home. Not bad for a first-timer! :)

Bur of course what we did most was clubbing and taking the most out of Manchester's gay village.
Our hotel was 2 blocks away from Canal Street, the epicentre of mancunian's gay life.
The street itself is amazing - a cute typical english street along a canal. And there are gay bars next door to each other from no. 1 Canal Street until the very end. And then on crossing and perpendicular streets.

No need to say, we were out friday, saturday and sunday. As true tourists, we had to try all of the bars.
Manchester was a pleasant surprise. English boys are not the most stunning, but boy are they flirtatious!
Another thing I loved, and missed from my London party-days, was the popmusic played at gay bars, with plasma screens everywhere showing the videoclips at the same time.

On sunday and monday we got to do cultural/sightseeing stuff. The centre of Manchester - the shopping streets and old-town are charming; and Salford Quays (15 min outside Manchester) is a must see, harbouring The Lowry, Imperial War Museum North, and Old Trafford not too far away.

I even survived the complicated english railway system, by visiting my friend Tania in Leicester I hadn't seen in 2 years, before flying back to wonderful Copenhagen.

For photos, check my Facebook profile ;)

pride week

Hi folks!

Here comes my monthly post :)

I do try my best to post more often, but I either don't have the time or don't feel like it.

Let's see what has been going on the last couple of weeks...

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Well, Javi came to visit two weekends ago. He was the guy I met in Aarhus at the intro-week and who was flirting with me all the time without me noticing. When I eventually did, it was too late and he had gone back to Spain.

He lives now in Barcelona and I promised at the time to visit him and take revenge, but the perfect timing never came. 2 years went by and he came to Scandinavia on a summertrip.

He stayed at my place for a weekend and it was great to see him again.

It's weird to be the guy showing the city around, rather than being "the tourist".

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We have also gotten a new little friend :)

Luke, one of the brits we met last November at Masken and eventually went to Stockholm with for a weekend. He has moved to Copenhagen!

It is AWESOME to have him around. Finally someone who understands pop-music and shares my passion of gossip magazines :)

We have been introducing him to the danish life, which includes loads of bureaucracy, cheap shots, and slutty guys. Although I wouldn't say he jumped hearfirst into the last one. He is still adapting :)

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Then last week was Pride Week. My first Pride ever - in Cph, Lisbon or anywhere else.

I was really excited, as there were all this events, parties, arrangements. The Town Square was turned into Pride Square for 5 days, with all the LGBT organizations represented, concerts, debats, etc... which actually I didn't experience that much.

Pride hit me hard on the weekend - the Parade on saturday was amazing. The biggest ever, according to numbers, the sun was shiny and it was hot for once that week, there was people at the streets waiting to see it all the way from Nørrebro to the Town Square.

At night we started at Code, some cosmos and gin-and-tonics, then headed to Studiestrædet, which was closed to traffic for the night and full of people drinking outside Masken and Chaca. It reminded me of Bairro Alto and of how much I miss Lisbon!

We ended up staying there for a long time, which meant we got very drunk very early... we were supposed to go to one of the many parties afterwards, but those Smirnoff Ice bottles kept appearing out of nowhere and people were soon drifting home.

As a true trouper I still managed to go to Rocco and meet my boyfriend and some other firends and shake my booty :)

I am SO looking forward to Pride 2009!!!

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And then it was back to the hard life.

Specially now that I'm moving in with Kristian, it was been hectic!

Him moving in, then getting all the appliances, furniture, whatnot we need, now me moving in tonight.

It has been very tiring, but it will be so worth it once it's over!

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And to lighten things up, there's another poolparty this weekend!! Woohoo!!

zombies invade copenhagen

Well, today I finally have some minutes to write here.

I can only sum up and quickly describe what I've been up to, as it doesn't have the same effect to tell stuff 2 weeks after it happened.

What I wanted to tell you about, is the Copenhagen Zombie Crawl that took place on April 30. I found about it after Iason added it to his events on Facebook. It got me very interested once I read the description: basicly it was a pub crawl, the difference was, everyone was dressep up as a zombie (make-up, clother, acessories - all zombie-like).
I must say it was one of the funniest nights I had in a long time, and an awesome experience to take part in. More than 350 people showed up and some had fantastic costumes and were really original.













The best part was between pubs, when we would walk from one bar to the next through the streets of Copenhagen. Zombie-walking, screeching and lusting for brains like true zombies. People on the streets would interact with us and laugh. I could only imagine my own reaction if I were i their shoes and suddenly saw 100 zombies coming my direction out of nowhere.

We ended up going only to 2 bars, as by 23:00 we were already too wasted. Me, Iason, Mike and Jeff headed off to our gay mecca of shots - still as zombies!!! :)

The worst part was going to work the next day with a massive hangover. Damn tequilla shots!!!


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30 days of night-ish grey-ish weather

Yeah, I know... it's been ages since I posted something.
Busy life, that's what it is! Still working two jobs, and trying to enjoy the few free time I have to be with my friends and to keep alive my social life. And I wish I had the self-discipline of writing more often on my blog.

I finally went to the cinema after 3 months of not seeing a single movie at a theater! I went to eat out at a restaurant a couple of times. I went clubbing more than once on a weekend!

Too much alcohol and partying ensue. Or is there such a thing as too much of that? The thing is one does a lot of foolish things once drunk. Some one regrets, some one was longing to do and finally has the guts to.

Well, now I am between a rock and a hard place and I need some time to solve this situation.
That's what you get for being high maintenance, guys.

Oh! And I'm going home for Christmas next week! Really looking forward to it!! :D

dr. strangelove, or how I start worrying and became a stalker

I finally got a couple of days off from work this weekend. And what a better way to relax than to go out with some friends and having an old-time wild night?

After too many shots, we went clubbing. We got drunk, we pole-danced, and old feelings emerged.
Stalking a guy at 4:00 in the morning through the streets of Copenhagen just because you're a bit jeaulous is so pathetic, that I don't even know how to explain it...

I had so much more to tell about that night. But I mustn't.
As they say, what happens below, stays below...

the job-hunt, the b'day party & the bingo night

The job issue doesn't look as dark as it did before. I was streesing out because I couldn't find a job last week. This week I had a 3 day try-out at a bar and a job interview on tuesday at a health insurance company. Either way, I'll have one of those jobs by friday.
I began monday at Oscar and today was my last try-out day. I have to say it was a lot of fun actually. Although I'm overqualified and they don't pay that well, the staff is great and helped me a lot, the guest ditto. It was tiring, but fun.
The other job wouldn't be as exciting, but would pay better and be more related to my studies.

On the lighter side of life I have been busy too. Last weekend Iason hold is birthday party here. A lot of nice guests, a lot of balloons and serpentines (precisely as one would imagin a Iason's b'day party), and even more alcohol. And so I'm back on the danish party-train. I got a bit tipsy, flirted left and right, and had time to go to a danceclub after.
Yesterday we had the fantastic idea to go bingo. But not any bingo. Tranny Bingo at BLUS!! It was ridiculously funny! Everyone was there (Mike was back from Seattle, some of my colleagues from Oscar came along too), and we had a great time drinking free beer and trying to be attentive to the numbers the heavily drunk trashy trannies picked out of the bag.
A great evening spent surrounded by lots of familiar faces.

It's great to be back :)

Roskilde Festival '07

After waiting 3 excruciating hours to exchange my ticket for a wristband on sunday morning, getting a good place for the camp, and setting the tents up, I came back to Cph on sunday afternoon. I'll come back to Roskilde this afternoon, and although the weather isn't the best, I can't wait for it and I'm ready!

I bought galoches, an umbrella and my winter coat will keep me good company.
It will be hard to attend some concerts under heavy rain, but here is my programme:

Thursday

• Arcade Fire
• The Killers
• Björk

Friday

• Camera Obscura
• The Sounds
• Klaxons
• CSS
• Mika
• Peter Bjorn and John
• Nephew

Saturday

• The National
• Thomas Dybdahl
• Oh No Ono
• The Whitest Boy Alive
• Buraka Som Sistema (I need to support the only portuguese act on the festival!)
  
• Grizzly Bear
• Moi Caprice
• DJ Tiësto

Sunday

• Beirut
• Wilco
• Arctic Monkeys
• Muse
• Dúné
• Basement Jaxx
• Justice

It seems I'll be quite busy... what with being hungover all the time... but I can sleep when I'm dead, so they say ;)
I'll be back next monday.

the indian summer weekend

Unbelievably fantastic weekend in Copenhagen!!

All of a sudden, the weather changed and it feels like August - temperature around 28º, no wind, sun always shinning from 4:00 until 22:30...
And I didn't let the opportunity to enjoy it go away!! A beach grill at Amager Strand with the gang on friday evening, sunbathing by the canal at Islands Brygge on saturday afternoon, followed by an all night party at Zum Biergarten, closing with a great sunday afternoon at the beach.

I'm going crazy with all the eye-candy!! Shirtless is the rule, and I'm not used to so many delicious things prancing around the city...
I LOVE Denmark!!!

sunday blues

I had a great weekend - I met Ivan on friday, Ági yesterday, I went to 2 parties yesterday and had lots of fun... and yet today I feel so down, sad and depressed...

And in part I know why.

Think positive, André bandido...

bohemian like me

23-Feb | 03-Mar | 10-Mar | 16-Mar | 24-Mar | 30-Mar | 06-Abr | 07-Abr | 08-Abr | and still more night outs to come...

Am I becoming a Paris Hilton wannabe!?

For the last couple of weeks I've outdone myself. The weird thing is, I was never this bohemian back home, quite the opposite.
Maybe it is the fact that I'm in a different country, for a specific period of time. I guess I just want to enjoy everything and everyone while I can.

Every weekend I meet the guys and we have so much fun that the only thing I can think about is how hard it will be once I have to leave Denmark again :(

the alcoholic tiramisú

Dinner at Iason's yesterday.
I think he was trying to get us all drunk, because the tiramisú was soaked in rum!! It's fun to drink rum & coke, maybe some rum shots... but eating rum with ladyfingers!? not that good... :p

After the dinner I went downtown but the tiramisú was too much and I wasn't feeling well at all! A shame though, becausee Boiz was packed with eye-candy :\

the guests from Århus

It was a busy weekend.

Ronnie (that one from Aarhus) was coming to Copenhagen with a friend for the Nelly Furtado concert on friday, so I said they should stay at my place for the weekend.
I haven't seen him since last July (at the Roskilde Festival), and he's a very special friend, so it was great to be with him again. To make things even better, Søren came back from his 2-week holiday in Lanzarote that same friday, so I took everyone for a night out.

The night turned out to be very crazy and wild (don't they all!?), with me dancing without my t-shirt (something I can't remember of doing before), being the last ones to leave Boiz (the bartenders even got us free shots), and a late-night visit to Cozy Bar (for the first time, although everyone must go to the legendary Cozy at least once - though I recommend you to be a bit sober so you can enjoy it, if there's anything to enjoy...). I was very shameless that night. I wish I was a bit more like that when I'm sober! ;)

On saturday we spent the whole day at home - we had a 'The OC'-marathon.

I know it sounds I'm a bohemian and a very outgoing guy, but I'm really not!!! I usually only go out once a week, although it is true that I go out much more often here than in Lisbon...

the desire to socialize

This weekend I was feeling with a terribly desire to socialize. Not exactly to go out and get drunk, but just to be around people, to talk (ok, maybe to flirt too).

I was going to have Mike's birthday on saturday, but the urge was so big that I needed to go out on friday.
The problem was I didn't have anyone to go with. My usual partners-in-crime are either not in Cph for the time being, or they didn't feel like going out. So I decided to stay home and revenge myself at Mike's party.
The thing is, I actually ended up with a small hangover on saturday morning because my flatmate had some friends over and she invited me to drink some beers with them. Too many beers and some shots followed.

Last night I arrived at Mike's party around 20:00 and we didn't stop drinking until he went home (around 4:00). I almost lost my voice because of the number of cold drinks I drank.
The alcohol was ridiculously cheap, the place was cozy (the basement of some student residence) and the crowd was top notch. It was a 2 in 1 birthday party: both Mike and Søren (a friend of his from work) were celebrating.
I learned how to play some drinking game with dice (Danes love drinking games), worked behind the bar for a while with Iason (we had a great laugh doing it!), and had a quarrel with Daniel and Iason because of my/their Danish. And I even had time to put my awful flirting skills into practice (pita bread will never be the same!)

I didn't get dead drunk, just enough to loosen my tongue and be shameless... which apparently was a crowd-pleaser! I was even asked to strip... (which I didn't, by the way)

I can hardly wait for the next get-together ;)

the 'ethnic' party

After a big night out on friday with Søren (meeting a portuguese girl and a boy that I met 3 years ago in PT at a friend's dinner party), the weekend got more eventful yesterday night.

The plan was to go to this ethnic party (basically the motto was Arabs, Turks, Greeks and the like) with Mike, Dan, Morten, Iason and Mathias.
We began at Mike's place drinking Panamanian coffee, beer and smoking 'Maggie' - Dan's waterpipe. Around midnight we headed to the party. Once there I somehow met all the guys I know in Copenhagen and that I haven't seen for ages - I don't know that many people, but it seemed the ones I do where there... even Alex that I thought was studying in Italy was there!!
After many hours of lively turkish music and lots of middle eastern-looking guys dancing around, you just felt like you were in some danceclub in Beirut. Me and Dan were the survivors, managing to stay there until the very end.

Then on our way to the metro station, a guy asked Dan for light. He was obviously drunk and he started to talk (in danish) to us. I couldn't get all of it, but he asked us what would we do with 100kr. Would we buy flowers to our mothers? Maybe to our boyfriend? He said he wanted to 'spread the love' and make other people out, so when he grabbed his wallet and pulled two 200kr. bills the situation began to feel really awkward.
He gave us a 200kr. bill EACH!! (that's around 25€) and said we should buy flowers to our loved ones... and then he left. I wanted to give him back the money, but what if he reacted in a bad way? Dan wasn't keen on giving back the money either, so we kept it... The whole thing was so surreal, that we couldn't make any proper decision (we were a bit drunk, and hey! someone just gave you 200kr without asking anything in return!).
We decided we would give the money if we met some beggar on our way to the station (wishing that we wouldn't find any, though). And we didn't... So the night was actually sponsored by this drunk man we met on the street at 5AM.

Ultimately I don't feel bad actually... If someone wants to spread the love by giving out money, who am I to stop him!?
;)

my first black out

I've been in Portugal almost one week already - and I began this week with a blast.
On saturday I had a Christmas dinner with my high school friends. Long story short, I got really drunk... so drunk that I cannot remember a thing from 2am onwards. The Absolut vodka bottle was all mine... I got so hammered my mom had to put me in bed... Although everyone told me I was a funny and sweet drunk, I feel bad that I reached the 'black out' stage.
It was the first time it happened - and possibly the last. I had the Christmas' Eve dinner with my family on sunday with a HUGE hangover and looking like shit...

This one will definetely go in the books.

red asshole's pyramid party

Yesterday, weird got weirder.
I went with some guys from the swimming club to this party hosted by Dunst. Dunst is a group of people - trannies, dragqueens, freaks... - that are very avant-garde and alternative. They throw these parties and perform this truly wacky and over the top numbers.

We met before at Søren's for some drinks (too many actually), and then we headed for the party. I think after some minutes the whole thing would be too much if I hadn't drink so much before hand :p
The party was at this 'abandoned' house in a decadent ambience, with totally strange decoration and full of mostly young and alternative-looking guys... whatever that means to you...

I actually had a lot of fun, and it was a great night out. Everything was just undescribable, but very enjoyable and new.

julefrokost

Last weekend I had my very first hangover since in Copenhagen.
The sports club, that I joined to swim, held its annual Christmas dinner (Julefrokost) and do Danes know how to make Christmas fun!
They sure get feisty and horny once they have alcohol in their system! It was a very long night (we still managed to go to Boiz after the Julefrokost), but very 'hyggelig' and it was a lot of fun!!
They may be known as cold and distant people, but you have to spend a night in town with them and share some beers to know the real Danish way of being. They are true party people!