This is not big news for come countries out there, what happened in Madeira a few days ago. Intense rain, floods and mudslides brought this frightful sight. Just to think that underneath all that water, beneath that statue in the image, there's supposedly a roundabout... it's an image that I never thought I would see, not in my country (Madeira is, in case you don't know, an island 1000km away from the European continent, located in the mid Atlantic Ocean).
What surprises me the most, though, is the strength and solidarity of the Portuguese people. People who have lost their lives (42 until now), their homes, their belongings, people who left their homes with nothing but what they had on them, people who lost their shops and their merchandise, the situation doesn't matter, we're ready to help. Fundraising concerts are already being organized, telephone lines, and people right there in the field, getting to work, or simply giving comforting and helping words. And there is so much work to be done.
I'm proud to be Portuguese. I'm proud when I see someone giving directions to another person with a smile on their faces, I'm proud that when you leave a store you never leave it without saying and receiving a, Thank you, good afternoon!, I'm proud when someone starts talking to you on the street just to innocently fool with you and have a laugh. This is Portugal. These are the Portuguese. Friendly, fighters, ready to help. You can't demand much more from a country.
Sexy: I can't really think of anythings right now.
Unsexy: This whole Madeira situation.
86 days to the John Mayer concert; 94 days to the Miley Cyrus concert; 220 days to the U2 concert.
Bisou, bisou *
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