Got out of bed on the morning of July 27, 2012 to me across a room extremely cold and silent, but I found myself smiling because I knew that within a few hours I would be away from that atmosphere of winter with grave amid to much heat and too much noise. Not a heat of terrestrial temperature, not a metropolitan city noise. Speak of warmth, of human laughter, longing fermented by friends who said goodbye to a year ago ...
Showering after coffee in the morning. Review the bags. Call taxi. Land on the road. Take the bus to Porto Alegre. All this at 8:00 am until 6:00 AM. At about 10:30 AM I arrive at Salgado Filho International Airport, and start to look for Alessandro Chmiel in the crowd (mission for any amateur scout since locate Ale is very easy, even a forest of ipe). There he stood in line at the Goal, to do the check. After the embrace of compliance always full of freshness, we headed to dispatch the bags. We had lunch snacks that had the price of a delicacy of Olympus, something very typical of airports, plucking mountains dinars stomachs in need. Belly-made papers, we were ready to board the plane that would take us to Guarulhos, where Chapo would give us a ride to the hostel.
After a quiet flight, where Ale and I put in a good part of the day matters that did not talk for a year or even the Internet went down in SP and headed to that place, to me, is the worst time travel: the treadmill baggage, where you wait an eternity cubed and nothing of seeing his beloved handbag back to you.
Shortly after 14h, Alessandro and I strolled down the sidewalk with our shopping bags. The air was hot, I'd say it was about 16 °, and smiled thinking of the cold bed I had just left behind. In my moment of reverie, a voice said high: "You will not even look at me?". Chapo was, laughing, leaning against his car, where Ale and I had straight past without realizing it! Another great embrace of Guria bright eye, and headed to the hostel.
Arriving at the Inn of the French, rang the bell and Déh appeared on the other side of the gate, already quite reckless of bermuda shorts and cap covering his head shaved. Hugs Déh that gives us leave in purple shades more exotic every passing year, but they say love hurts, huh? Marisa soon appeared to greet us too, beaming, as always, that aura of loving mother figure she has. We entered to find Yannara and Jasson. Yannara and Jasson YANNARA ... And Jasson, understood?! It was the first meeting Xenite of both, and finally got to meet the elf Yan, delicate and sweet, so much like my childhood best friend, as I always say to her! And Jasson, Angel Xenite! With his beard beau, looked too much like my best friend! Xenites, if not for the help of Jacboy (Orkut feelings), I would not be home today most of my items and xenites buffynites because over 7 years he always aimed to assist in the realization of consumer dreams not only mine, but many others xenites! So nice to meet another two members of our family!
Ale and I just needed to arrange check-in to our room, since our daily were already paid and therefore reserved for months. We were introduced to Leila xenites, Mara and Aline, who came to strengthen the women's team of xenites. Leila is a woman so serene, so receptive, you sympathize with her right away. Mara does nothing for ceremony: enough already performing in loud and clear. And Aline in fandom seems wrong at first sight, because of his shirt from Star Wars, but it is definitely one of us!
In the hall of the hostel, suddenly feel a huge volume being thrown against my chest, not before I could even identify it in my field of vision was Thalita, who came galloping to throw in my arms. The strongest hug I've received so far! And she grabbed my face and told me, without stopping: "You are beautiful! Wow, you're gorgeous! "As if I did not hear that every day, haha (brincadeira!). Thalita has always been, still is. and I have no doubt that it will always be one of my best friends xenites because even though she has chosen not to have more Orkut or Facebook, both of us continue to communicate by e-mail every week, talking about everything and nothing philosophy, religion, politics, economics, sexuality (especially sexuality!).
The Déh made us sit down and began distributing gifts! I won a canteen of Calvin Klein, coated black leather! Want something more xenite it? At the same time remembered that cantilzinho Xena uses alcohol to spit against a torch in Mortal Beloved to ignite a harpy who wanted to take Marcus! I also won a wall bracket for keys, with Xeninha and Gabyzinha Lucia Nobrega drawn within a chakram. So I was already speechless! And Leila came from another pad with stamp in watermark on the EX 2012. The Déh Culture gave me a shirt for me to deliver to Fernando, my boyfriend! And Alessandro was handing over the three days of one brand pages EX gorgeous classic Xena and Gabrielle.
Then Chapo had to leave us because he had committed to work. In between, came to stay with us Déh Ruiz. At dusk, we started to watch Sins of the Past on the screen of the hostel, and prepare popcorn "orange", according to Thalita (orange packaging was to symbolize the cheddar!). Later, following A Necessary Evil, we tele-delivery pizzas, many pizzas!
Mara had sent a graphic print 300 little letters themed XWP for us to play Uno. Were lindérrimas photos, from a link that Mary Anne passed him. Only gave xenite drooling over the deck, eager to "slip" into the pocket some of those beauties! After a victory of Marisa and another mine, Mara let us choose some to take home.
At night, Jasson, Alessandro, Thalita and I went to the Tunnel, one ballad near the hostel. We were just there, in light of all the Skols we had taken during the day, not to mention the fatigue of long journeys by bus and plane. We went home and slept a little.
Saturday. Very nice to wake up in a room full of bunks occupied by xenites! Early morning coffee on the table xenite, and have started discussions about what we would eat lunch. Mara was the most hurried, without a doubt. We chose to bake a barbecue, so we made a scroll with the very long list of ingredients needed for the eating. We went to Extra hypermarket, and wandered through various sectors, in order to collect 14kg of meat, potatoes mayonnaise, beer, soft drinks, garlic bread and coal.
Back at the hostel, we found xenite Rodrigo, "disappeared" since the EX 2010, ready to help us with the preparation of lunch. He and Ale is moored in passing salt in the meat and put it to roast over a charcoal fire shy, soon fanned the hair dryer the owner of the inn.
We spent the afternoon eating, eating and eating meat in crumbs. Despite the concern of Ale ("Will it stay this good barbecue? And if you are not?"), Everyone was very pleased with the delicious lunch with seasoning xenite. Numbered with us now Xeila, xenite Rio famous for tattooing quite popular in search of "xena tattoo" on Google Images, and queridona Maryana Herz, our muse rock! Keka also arrived, fulfilling his promise last year to spend more time with us this year. The Wladimir Brasilia, veteran fandom, had also arrived.
In the late afternoon, after watching the episode Chakram, the xenites "arcanjas" Suhayla and Angelina, more Adrieli, Juliana and Elaine, joined our group at the hostel. It became impossible to enumerate exactly how xenites had there, maybe because nobody stay still! Was much talk to be put into day!
The Keka, the Herz, the Wlad, the Ale and Yan were at the wheel of the guitar on the couch, and came together to sing Fucking Perfect by P! Nk, Wonderwall Oasis and Nobody's Home Avril Lavigne. Later, the guys decided to go out drinking, and I got the Ale, the Xeila the Jasson, Mara, the Déh and Marisa hostel in the center to listen AFIN. Xenite dream realized! After moving double episode, we left to find a bar and the gang Diéli sidewalk, where we stayed until dawn debating about the series.
We slept a little and it was early morning of Sunday, ie IBIRAPUERA awaited us! We spent the extra to buy groceries for our picnic (rolls, cold, shown, biscuits and juices). Chapo returned to join us after your weekend pulled at work, and sailed bus to the park.
Arriving at Ibira, went straight looking for a lawn shaded chilled, and set to eat. As they finished eating, xenites were rising to practice throwing chakram scrap that same chakram I did last year and that Chapo brought her home. Needless to say, we had fun as hell? No, right? Each xenite threw and caught the chakram of the most funny, and would be improving with each attempt.
The xenite Pow has arrived spinning salts just in time for a quick game of football xenite was organized. On the one hand, Alessandro, Suhayla, Cecilia and I against Adrieli, Thalita, Chapo and Ju. Which team won? Mine, of course, a score of 2 × 0, one goal scored by Su and the other by Ceci!
After a Sunday afternoon quite "sweaty", went back to the hostel, where the Diéli Vodka propelled us to play "I Never", a wheel where everyone was very willing to extract the sins of the past xenites colleagues! We decided to stretch the night and returned to the bar sidewalk the night before, where we talked until after midnight, planning new reunions!
Good people, my story so far may have sounded somewhat "too technical", because just came narrating what we did in SP during these three days. But now that I've settled that it is impossible to place (or at least try to) in words the emotion that is being among people of diverse ages and cultures, all twinned (word that Déh adoooora use!) By the feeling of love the series Xena - Warrior Princess. It's too much emotion! I do not dare to say more than the X Meeting Meeting was better than Y, or Z that the meeting will be cooler than this meeting which have just returned. It seems that every year that passes all adds up, so I feel like the three meetings which have already attended form a single series, and of course I'm rooting for it always to be renewed at the end of each season!
Same as Mara said, there are "fans xenites xenites" because YES!, We are fabulous creatures worthy of admiration as much as LL, ROC and Co.! We maintain a legacy that could have been lost in time, but NO! We struggle to preserve the soul of Xena and Gabrielle turn joke told in wheels macho for that big world outside. Meeting Xenite is celebration, not just take pictures with chakrams generic posturing Greek warrior. It is feel comforted with other lovers of your same passion, that personal taste that 90% of people living in our city ignores and despises.
Funny: when I went to attend this meeting Xenite 2012, I knew I was leaving behind my family. Inside me, I feel that there is something much more important than blood ties. My definition of LAR is this certainty that we belong to something larger, something more sublime, and this is to be xenite means to me: my IDENTITY.