A jewish passover in Madrid (19 & 20 april 2008)

This weekend in Madrid was pretty interesting apart of the shit weather. On friday me and Marcos created a piece of art for our room by putting coloured sheets which we took from a Zara catalogue all together into a mosaique and glued them on the wall. I must say our room looks much nicer now (picture to follow soon), Marcos has some curious ideas from time to time!
Saturday we went to see Egypts Sunken Treasures of Franck Goddio (whoever is that guy), pretty interesting exhibition about undersea treasures, although a bit expensive (11 € per person, as always M. managed to convinced the lady at the cashier that we were students so we payed "only" 9 € ). I think this exhibition will be travelling around other cities, so everybody who is interested in this kind of things should go and see it!
Saturday evening our jewish flatmate Vivienne invited us and some other friends to celebrate the jewish passover
which commemorates the liberation of the Jewish slaves who were led out of Egypt by Moses. It was a pretty interesting experience for me, as I always wanted to participate in a jewish ceremony. Vivienn told us a bit about the history (and a funny way of looking at the 10 plagues), the passover meal, which contains lettuce, lamb bone, charoset, horseradish and beetroot paste, celery and roast egg (well Vivi did not have all the ingredients and neither a lamb bone, so she just drew some and put them on the plate). Each of this components had a symbol, I do not remember each of them, I just remember we ate parsley in salt water to some kind of remember the bitterness and suffering of the Jews during that time..I was pretty proud of the matzo bread which I contributed to do!
So, after a few glasses of red vine and passing on to a samba party and I managed to crawl to our room somehow, when I found everything (as always) on the bed: ipods, nintendo consoles, mobile phones etc...I dont remember anymore but the only thing I wanted was to sleep, so I took the blanket and shaked everything what was lying there. The next day I found a sad face desperately looking for his nintendo ds, and as we spent the whole afternoon searching for this little thing we came to the conclusion: somebody must have stolen it! New theories were made about who entered the room and took it, and even I became a suspect (which did not surprise me as somehow i that night I managed to put marcos mobile battery into a glass of vodka). But well, while Marcos went to interrogate poor Vivienne abt her friends, I noticed we forgot to check his pullover on the chair - and see there, it was inside his sleeves. So the world was fixed again and everybody was happy...!