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Long time since the last post here, I thought I would simply do an analysis of the year we are about to leave. After five years of clouded skies with plenty of sun rays but also darkness, I found Chris Guillebau´s own review to be an absolute inspiration.

So here is to 2015.

JANUARY: I flew back to Madrid from London, after spending most of November and December in that wonderful city. I volunteered with Crisis during the holidays and event that changed my perspective on life and on myself and my purpose. In Madrid, I spent time with most of the people I loved and suffered the horrible pollution of the city during winter months.

FEBRUARY: I got called to work as an interpreter for the Forum section at Berlinale, Berlin A class Film Festival. Out of the three years I have worked doing this, undoubtedly this was the best. More work than ever, more parties than ever and more networking than ever. My kind of thing. Also I juggled that job with doing tours at the Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp, which nevertheless turned out to be a wonderful experience. One day I got home from a farewell party to the nicest Chileans and as I walked in the room that I was renting the lightbulb exploded into billions of pieces as it was snowing outside. Magic.

MARCH: I got confirmed my new job and I currently went back to my flat and got a new flatmate. I saw one of my favourite riot grrrls bands live; that is Sleater Kinney. I hunged out with the Mexicans, I watched tons of films at the Colombian Film Fest and started flirting online. I enjoyed my job.

APRIL: I got together with a lot of good people, reconnected with Berlin friends. I went to the Arab Film Festival and watched Silvered Water, that film touched me very deeply. I also started an exercise routine and healthy habits. It only lasted a couple weeks. Then I went to Madrid to celebrate my friend´s birthdays. This continuous visiting to my hometown would keep on going monthly until now.

MAY: I saw a contemporary experimental concert in an old church in Berlin, with images from Melies. I came back to Madrid and I ate, and I loved and I prayed. I loved everyone and everyone seem to loved me. I did my training in Paris, and I fell in love again with that city regardless of allergies. Finally went to Versailles after speaking about the Versailles Treaty and its meaning in history for over 5 years. I met Fidelio and I met Luisa and Mike.

JUNE: I went to a classical concert with music by one of my most favourite composers Arvo Pärt. And he happened to be in the audience…and it was his 80th birthday!. Amazing. Also I started my troubled first long tour. I visited London, France, Spain and Morocco and cried, and laughed and I was sleep deprived. I found a katana and made tons of new friends.

JULY: After twenty days sle…

And I can no longer remember but 2015 would be the last year I would lived in Berlin. I moved out on November 13th 2015, just days after Bataclan terrorist attack in Paris. With my friend Pepa. Then came Thailand, Palestine, Gijón, Ibiza, Madrid. And now it´s 2020 the Year of the Pandemic.

 

 

recolectando todos los huesos

de una siesta larga

y una migraña que dejaba

el imposible del vacío

en el costado

con la estaca hendida

y en ascenso

en penitencia pública

 

revisitaba los renglones

sucios de sotana larga

que arrebataban el poder

a propios y extraños.

eterno en el bucle

de sísifos y de ausencia

velada de yoyaestoydevuelta

que bien que acabas de llegar 

que pena que me tenga que ir

 

 

 

Starting afresh with a Tuesday treat in the shape of books. New section to review some of the literary pieces that am hands on.

For the opening of this section I give you two readings. The full review coming up next Tuesday.

1. “Girls to the front. The true story of the Riot Grrrl Revolution” Sara Marcus. Published by Harper Perennial.

From the first pages, the brutal honesty Marcus delivers makes you feel instantly like  you have found a long-lost friend from your high school years. She is reviewing the story lived by many of us,one way or another, as well as the feminist phenomena as well as popular subculture hit that was the Riot Grrrl movement. Cannot wait to finish it and give a proper full review.

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2. “Riot Grrrl. Revolution Girl Style Now!” Foreword by Beth Ditto of The Gossip, text by Julia Downes, Red Chidgey, Cazz Blase and Suzy Corrigan. Published by Black Dog Publishing.

I admit it, I went on a riot grrrl frenzy, could be the symptoms of nostalgia about the youth that is now fading. But, nevertheless, and being consequent with oneself this is a must read for anyone interested not just in the movement or feminism, but also D.I.Y culture and the power and drive to make a statement creatively. In the shape of a scrapbook of detailed info, with visuals raging all kinds of zines from that time back in the  90s. This comes across as an illustrated encyclopedia that I was fortunate enough to receive on my mailbox just today.

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Next Tuesday full review and new treats for your brains, your eyes and your genitalia.

Loads of love and riot grrrling.

xxx

L

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I thought as an exercise (and since in all fairness I am not doing anything with luchatours.com so far) I should go back to this homework-notebook to get me going into the pains of writing…nowadays drama. So here we are, upon request of several (that is the two of you who read this).

Stay tuned.

Lots of love and comebacks (kids)

xxx

L

So I started this webpage while I was in the US, with the help and collaboration of my dear friend Mr. Rat, now am doing it on my own, and of course am finding some troubles. But what would be of it all without the troubles. It started as a professional webpage to offer alternative indie tours in the city of Berlin. Finally to admit that I am not willing to have my second job also being tour guiding. Also this blog existed for the mere fact that I love to write.  I try in English, even though if I am not so dexterous in a language that is not my own, and am humbled but my own ignorance and lack of skill. But I always think on how Samuel Beckett turned to French as his language of preference for his writingsafter the war, not that am saying that am the second epitome of  modernist literature, a genius, or even Irish. The closest to being Beckettian is me being named Lucia.  Still on try-out condition.

So the webpage has a more feminist spirit, and it´s aimed to women in their thirties whose life is not a postcard.

Enjoy LUCHATOURS!

xxx

L

I have not deserted my love for writing. And this is a selfreminder, am just trying to put everything together and start a different type of blog and writing.

Meanwhile, things that happened, to keep my biographers informed like my dear friend Pec would say…

– I moved into a beautiful apartment with my dear friend Sam.

– I put on weight, but joined the gym.

– I am rebuilding myself, so that I can have 6 months of work in tourism and 6 months of work as a writer.

– I am buying house in Ibiza, with my brother.

– I can´t speak any German.

– I love loud music, more than ever, specially after the Sleep gig.

– I wished I could get more involved in solving people´s misery.

 

DOLORES is probably one of the best indie bands from Madrid, and Spain.

Listen.

DOLORES

VIVA DOLORES!!!

Loads of love and pain, and lust, and love, and pain and BDSM

xxx

L

Accordingly to Huffington Post our New Year´s resolutions will fail due to the lack of energy, and this is common sense. It is all about discipline and consistency in the long run. And I am lacking both, but amazingly enough after two months travelling the US, and embracing Nature like a wild child, I do have massive storage of energy. Maybe the wise thing to do will be making DISCIPLINE and CONSISTENCY achieving, your main 2012 goals. But they are nonsense, unless there is a powerful reason behind them. But if we visualize it…we will actually get to the subconscious real goal…what a nice way to trick yourself.

i.e

I will have the discipline to go to the gym—-You go to the gym, and you get proper fit.

Cross out every day you beat procrastination on the calendar, for the sake of discipline. Day by day, instead visualizing your fab self on a bikini in Southern India. Easy.

I will have the consistency to go to German classes—-You learn German, and you make your life easier in Berlin.

Good ideas to find out how to achieve all these things…still, it´s all common sense in the end, but never the less we all need to be reminded. However I really enjoy reading Celes. She´s a star.

Also on these first weeks of flying back home to Berlin, hip Neukolln moving, and getting rid of jet lag thanks to Melatonin (kids don´t do sleeping pills they are bad, drugs, DRUGS) I have been thinking about personal financial planning and the things I will do this year. Also biz planning for my third enterprise so far, after a mild successful fashion label in the late 90s at the age of 18(where were all of you, fashion bloggers? where were you Tavi, probs not born ouch :-/ age again) and a graphic design studio. And I discovered the wonder and phenomenon that is Danielle la Porte (is there something in the BC air that breeds really special people…what is it with you?) please read all she has to say about money and biz and actually…read all of it.

I have also been thinking about the type of biz. I truly would like to embrace. I mean don´t get me wrong, I love being a tour guide is a lot of fun, and specially if I can make ludotours,meaning playful tours. But still is not my final call, it´s just a mean for the time being, that makes me really happy and allows me a lot of space to grow in many fields. Aside from the fact that am a nerd and love History, and German History, and pimping the nazis, has to give you loads of good karma. Right?

This is how my year is starting…very full throttle. I would like to work more, write more and read more. And why not, start  a different blog, my misspelled woah! is a treasure box, but it´s too static and random.

Loads of love and inspiration.

xxx

L

Ahhh it´s always so easy on paper.