

Me and Juran went to this 3 day techno party... 2 loud soundsystems in the middle of a forest in Sintra...we went with our tent to sell beer, cakes, crepes, pizza and pasta...but not only for that...we went there to serve, to take care and love those who spent 3 days partying...and partied along with them :-)...
We arrived on friday night and set up our tent and we left on sunday evening...we worked 24 hours a day, taking turns when we needed some sleep...it was kind of hard to sleep with that music banging in our ears, but toward the end we could sleep anyhow, coz we were really tired...

Not only physically, but spiritually as well...we were all the time speaking with people, earring people or taking care of them when they were too burned out...we often took our blankets to cover those who would come to sleep in our mattresses in the middle of the night which was a bit cold and humid...we would make some coffee or tea for those who were in need...and we often offered food to those who didn't have money to pay for it...and many times we offered water (which some were selling)...

In the end, it was like a shelter for those who needed some rest...

we also had nice conversations with some who didnt understand why we were so "kind"... it´s interesting to realise how not used people are to kindness... a lot of those who got to spend most of the time there were always telling good about us to the others... that was nice :-)

Of course we know what was making the difference ...we were there not only to sell some things to cover our work and expenses, but also to serve this community... I enjoyed the experience...apart from the self destruction we could see in some people... I only went 2 times before to this kind of parties, once in India and the other here in Portugal... because I generally don't like the music or the chemical the substances usually consumed, I would usually fell assleep, dispite the loudness :-) good for me !!!

If I was not there with the tent I guess I would do the same this time... But my spirit was pretty awake, and this time I could only sleep for the first time for a while on saturday night...
It was also nice to have the Borden's coming over on sunday...they live nearby actually, and they were going with some friends towards that direction...it was right on time coz we were running out of water to drink and cook, and we also needed more sugar and salt... God provided all the things... perfect !!!
In that evening we also asked the Borden's to go to their house and rest till next day , and it was sooooo good... it always feels good to go back home :-) ... I was also thinking at the party that most of those people don't really have a home to go back to...

most of them don't really have a family environment at their houses, or they live in mobile housers, or squats (occupied houses) with friends... for most of them, "family" are those they meet from party to party...

How blessed I felt to go back to a family... getting a big hug from mum Lisa when I arrived and seeing the sweetest smile from my little sister Heather...
We just arrived in the end of the game Portugal-Holland... I don't care about soccer anyway, but somehow that felt like family as well...Byron shouting to the TV when Deco got the red card, Lisa going out for the last minutes coz she couldn't handle the pressure :-) ...the boys were out to watch the game with friends...Yah, now Jesse can drive :-)...
But I preferred to enjoy a nice hot shower and then some nice fresh food while the game was finishing :-) ... I don't get excited with much things , so I don't understand how soccer can move people like that... it's a bit funny for me to watch though :-)