Everyday things that I like (Nov.07)
Things I like about life…
…friendship
Can’t tell you home much friendship means to me… But I will try 
As I have lots of time (I’m on my way home), I’ll tell you a story of one friendship (no, I’m not driving). So, it all begun when one clumsy little girl from Lithuania came to a big, stunning country. She couldn’t speak the local language, had little ability to understand maps and… was a bit unfortunate. With these nice lineament she came to study in a country, named Portugal. As you know, misfortunes never come alone – so she missed the train from Lisbon (special thanks to the people that are working in the train station), spent few hours in the cold, windy night (o.k., o.k., it wasn’t so cold…), got fooled by a taxi driver and finally she came to the place (lots of things happened before she did that, but as I do not want to make a total misfortune of this little clumsy blond girl, I’ll remain silent ). So, she’s walking down the stony street admiring these quaint buildings, nice little roads and thinking: “Ką aš čia darau? Man prireikė…“ O.k., o.k. I’ll translate this mental flush: ”What am I doing here? It took me so much to come here… What if I won’t find the place I supposed to be? Would I be walking here all day like a tourist?.. Should have taken my camera, shorts and sneakers… God, oh, God, clumsy little girl!”. Suddenly she saw a beautiful garden full of palms. As she couldn’t go by this exotic flora (because the only palm she saw was the one in the supermarket. Plastic.), she went to admire the view. And then, my friends, she saw him! (Okay, this is not a love story, no kinky or other thoughts). He was looking somewhere into the distance, looking a bit sad or so she thought. “I hope he can speak English” – first thought that came to her mind. “I should ask him for directions. If he doesn’t speak English – I’m going home! Tomorrow… after tomorrow… in six months…”
- Excuse me, do you speak English? (“Tell me no and I’ll kick your a…)
- Yes, I do.
- (!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, blonde, does he know where you should go?) I’m looking for Direção – something… I’ an Erasmus student. Do you know the way?
Not only did he know, he walked her there, told everything she should know, waited until she got her documents ready, showed some places where one could eat and so on. All this time they were talking and talking and talking. This girl (lets call her Pixie , for the reason that one person knows ) was so happy to meet someone she could talk to, someone that could speak Portuguese and tell her everything she needs to know. As the time went by, they became good friends. She was missing her boyfriend, he was thinking about a girlfriend that was far away. So, they had something in common. Spending time together, shearing thoughts, jokes and teaching each other dirty jokes in their languages, was the best time spend together. It’s nice to remember all the jokes, conversations we’ve had. I sometimes sit and think about those plain speaking over dinner, laughing, you teaching me Portuguese, making me that sweet from sugary milk and so on. Dear friend, the time that I have spend in Portugal wouldn’t have been as much fun and worth it if YOU wouldn’t be there. I still remember that early morning when you walked me to the train station. Who could ever walk a person 4 o’clock in the morning??? A true friend. Friend, that have been looking over me all this time, forcing me to sing karaoke, teaching me “bad word’s about my mother” and how to play poker 
Okay, that’s a joke, but you’ve left a big mark in my heart, my mind and my soul. And I will never forget you. Thank you for all the good memories I have from my short stay J And as for you, my dear readership, I’d like to say (I know it’ll sound sentimental, cause it is, but) – value the moments that you spend together with your friends, as you may never know when one will decide to leave the hometown, country or whatsoever.
Good luck,
Pixie.
