>After Thursday’s Agora kick-off party in Leiden where Ivonne and I had a jolly-green time, on Friday Tena came back home (home? wow we even call this place home now…) after two weeks of touring the UK (check her adventures here). It was reason enough anyway to postpone bedtime for a few hours and catch up in the warm cozy head office kitchen with a glass of wine left behind by some guests or maybe even Les Anciens.
This weekend furthermore marked itself with social, non-work related and private events. What happens in Brussels, stays in Brussels ;-)
But to just give you a little bit:
Saturday, Gay Parade!
Dragan & Ana nearly missed it because they were hunting for good restaurant deals for next week’s Sparks of the Future event in Brussels. Ilona, Tena and I however did our best to represent AEGEE in this jolly fest of extravaganza. We were a little bit overwhelmed (Tena and I more than Ilona) but had fun. Politicians of course did not let this opportunity pass by to win over some votes. We should have done a Y Vote street action, it was the perfect ocassion, but we didn’t bring any materials. Too bad.
Dragan & Ana nearly missed it because they were hunting for good restaurant deals for next week’s Sparks of the Future event in Brussels. Ilona, Tena and I however did our best to represent AEGEE in this jolly fest of extravaganza. We were a little bit overwhelmed (Tena and I more than Ilona) but had fun. Politicians of course did not let this opportunity pass by to win over some votes. We should have done a Y Vote street action, it was the perfect ocassion, but we didn’t bring any materials. Too bad.
In the evening the Head Office started preparing for more extravaganza of the Eurovision Song Contest. AEGEE-Europe officially supported Norway and was happy to see this endorsement pay off. With a diverse audience cheering (and boo-ing) loudly for different countries, a wall-wide projection of the show and plenty of Slovenian orange juice, the night was considered a success.
On Sunday the President left to the UK. I did what any vice-president would do: occupied his bedroom. Big mistake, as the Presidential bedroom (formerly known as Presidential bathroom) is very centrally located and therefore has a strong attraction to passerby’ers that came knocking on the door waking me up with important and less important questions/issues as many as FIVE times.
Today we tried to start another work day. One or two important servers are not working, meaning most of the important files are inaccessible. So a good reason to have a long CD meeting, with lots of breaks and too much sidetracking.
Ah well. At least the sun is shining. And I am on Euronews this week (OK, my forehead is). Check that here. Minute 4 more or less. Dragan and the letterbox are easier to catch.