Wind Mill Diaries

February has been a month full of introspective reflections. The soundtrack of this thoughts was the album "Magmamemoria", from Levante.

Meanwhile the world is freaking out about Coronavirus, in Menorca we celebrate Carnival. On Thursday there was the party for children, organized by the municipality, at the Sant Lluís sports center. Giulia and I went to see the little pirates, Star Wars characters, Minions, Harley Quinns, and to attend the awarding of the little King and Queen of the Carnival. On Friday night some friends and I took part to the masked ball in the Albert Camus hall, and then we danced all night at the Musikbox. On Saturday took place the carnival parade in Mahon and in the night there were parties in the main sqaure and in the bars. On Sunday there was the parade in Sant Lluís, with also the wagon from Molí de Baix we have been working on for the past few weeks. The team  of the Casal children, parents and monitores , dressed up as endangered trees and invading animal species won the second place in the competition for the best carnival wagon! Monday was the traditional day for big carniva

For Valentine's day, Molí de Baix organized a public event in the main street of Sant Lluís, Art Jove al Carrer . The theme was art and love in all its shapes. It has been a nice fiesta with artists painting in the street, video-projection on the walls, handicraft market, bodypainting artists at work, creative workshops,  sex education info point, live music, food and drinks.  I was in charge at the photocall point, where the visitors could have a picture taken by my Polaroid camera in front of a fairy lights heart while throwing each others confetti. Was very funny, everyone goes crazy for Polaroid pictures! Polaroids Street view My photoshooting set  Market Workshops [Pictures from Mol í  de Baix Facebook page] 

On the 3rd of February I swam for the first time in the wonderful sea of Menorca. After the stormy weather, the sun has come back, hotter than before (and that's not completely normal: usually February is the coldest month of winter, here). On Monday there were 20°C (!!), so in the afternoon I went to the beach of Cala Mesquida, near Mahon, with some friends. Fanny and me (the bravest) couldn't resist and just run through the sand and dived in to the emerald water. It was amazing. Super cold but also super clean and regenerating. Sa Mesquida Fanny in February-Summer mood

Back from my short holiday in Granada I started again my voluntary activities at the Casal , the leisure program for children and teenagers , at the M o l í  de Baix.  We are preparing Carnival costumes themed invasive alien species and endangered trees, with recycled material. It's funny and they are getting good! On Fridays, parents can come too and realize their own costumes with their kids, with the material and the assistance provided by the monitores .                                      Posters realized and spread by me every week to promote the activities of the Casal. For the teenage kids (more difficult to entertain) the Casal offers healthy cooking and healthy cocktails workshops, natural soaps, perfumes and deodorants workshops (the theme of this trimester is the body care ), and the Mol í  has just inaugurated a sex education consultancy service with a sexologist, that is having a very positive response.

On the last week of January, my flatmate Giulia and I, went to Granada, to visit some friends of her, two super nice guys (a Ukranian boy and a Moldavan girl) she had known during her on-arrival training. We found cheap flights, also thanks to our Balearic Island resident discounts.  We enjoyed their hospitality and we loved the city. Living on the island I forgot about the city life: young glam university students everywhere, bars full at anytime, the night life, the traffic, orange and lemon tree-lined avenues, homeless people in the corners, international tourists, infinite variety of shops... Although we already understand quite well the Spanish language, we were having a hard time understanding the Andalusian accent. It has distinctly different sound and tone from the Catalan one. We ate a lot (tapas, jamon serrano, bacalao), went shopping, went dancing, visited the amazing Alhambra, we walked and got lost in the arabic and gipsy neighbourhood (Albayzin and Sacromonte).

"Sigo caminando, sigo riendo Hago lo que quiero, muero en el intento A nadie le importa lo que estoy haciendo Lo único que importa es lo que está por dentro (Hey) A mí me gusta estar en la arena Bañarme en el mar, sin razón, sin problema Estar sentada sin hacer nada Mirando de lejos y estar relajada" [Bomba Estéreo - Soy Yo]