So I’ve been officially called out by multiple parties on my blog negligence this semester. I admit that I got lazy/complacent in the past two months and haven’t written very much or very often. That said, we also hadn’t really had any adventures until recently. This past weekend, for example, was six days of adventure-filled madness! Unfortunately, since I’ve been a lazy ass I have to write about old stuff so that I can get it out of the way. Please know, dear fans, that I hope to have several updates done by the weekend. I simply must! More adventures are piling up so rapidly that I can’t let these wonderful, wonderful stories fade into my memory! Trust me, it’s gonna get good up in here soon. As a preview I’ll just say, Zoo, Skiing, Heel Clicking, Star Wars, and Another Music Video are all in your future! Get pumped!
Two (?) weeks ago now there was a big party in Zugdidi! Is anyone really surprised? Naw. The occasion was the half dozen birthdays that fell right around then. Lukas, Hannah, and Yev all had birthdays on or around that particular weekend!
Courtni and Qwenchia moved into a house of their own on the outskirts of Zugdidi and decided to throw a Fajita party for the birthday-kids. We all had basically arrived in Zugdidi by Friday night to “help” Courtni make the tortillas for the fajitas. That’s right, we had an authentic Texan behind the wheel when it came to the tortillas. Not bad!
After sitting around and idly having some wine, we offered our services to Courtni. I rolled out the dough for a few tortillas before Damon took over for me, vastly improving the speed and efficiency of our crude assembly line. Pauli stepped up to the plate and began cooking the tortillas on the stove.
Courtni was making the dough and prepping the vegetables.
While the rest of us swapped movies and music, the Texo-Germano-Mexican team remained hard at work. I now present you with a montage I call, “Hands.”
Pauli was a particularly inspired chef! He kept writing messages and notes on the tortillas. I’m pretty sure that every one he made had some nice surprise for its consumer. Pauli was frequently inspired by the things around him.
Meanwhile, on the other, less productive side of the room…
Okay, there are like a hundred photos from this kitchen and I can’t really think of anything more to say about it for the moment. I’ll let the pictures (and my captions) do the talking for a little bit.
Now, I’m not really at liberty to write much more about the weekend at this time. That’s mostly unfortunate for you. I will reveal that much of a fantastic, nearly-complete music video was shot the next morning. I can’t tell you what it is, but I can show you a few behind-the-scenes production photos that should whet your appetite!
Holy crap. There are still like two hundred photos in this folder. I don’t have any more words to say really. I will point out that the video was filmed on Satur-day and the Fajita party was on Satur-night. I refuse to talk about the scandals of the party and I’ll save most of my photos for blackmail. That said, let me give you a quick photographic highlight reel of the evening!
So there you have it, my friends. One mediocre, short, photo-heavy, and mildly censored story of the Fajita Party of days gone by. I promise the posts will get more involved and interesting in the near future! That said, I hope y’all (Hey Texas fans!) enjoyed it anyway!
*Note: No Estonians were harmed in the making of this post.