Bonfire @ Glasgow Green

Yesterday I watched a very big bonfire. But before that I woke up, quite late. I hurried to class, EU-law. We had a new and inspiring teacher. I did a small group discussion, in swedish, with two Swedish girls. From there I went to the library and read about economical and social rights. At 3 p.m. I went to my bank for consultation in some financial matters. I hurried home. It was a cold day. I came home, put the yesterdays carbonara in the microwave and met up with Blandine and Steve, for the bonfire. We walked to Hillhead station where a hundred international society members were buying tickets. We jumped on the subway and got of at St Enochs and started towards Glasgow Green. It was a big wide place with lawns. People were gathering around two big screens and some tivoli inspired equipment had been set up for children. We arrived early and it was cold. At a hotdog stand I experienced something strange. The fireworks started cracking and I tought about terrorism. 10000s of people were watching the bonfire accompanied by music. It was beautiful but not so very interesting. After the bonfire I headed home. Most of the others went to a pub for more firework.
On Sunday I woke up late, around 11. I had a breakfast and felt lazy. I went to the uni around 3. I was there until 7-8. That was a magnificient Sunday. I read a very interesting article about Human Rights and their roots in the Christian world of thinking. We should not think of Human rights as something secular. There is no empirical ground either for defending human rights. Scary.
On Saturday I spent my time with Italians. But before that I went shopping. I bought two pairs of trousers. Blue they were, and the other pair very thight. Some Italians had guests from Italy. We went to the city center. Pubs and bars were packed with people. We hade trouble finding a decent place. We spent some time in Yates but ended up in Nice&Sleazy. In the basement there was dancing to some basement like music. We did some theater and creative art dancing. On the way home around 1 a.m. we made animal noises, gymnastics and running on our way home.
Friday night we walked with the same gang plus Fernando and his brohers and his friends to Ashton Lane. There I drank my second Guiness of my stay in Glasgow. It was very posh, the place. We withdrawed to GU, Glasgow University Union. The DJ sucked, it was expensive and I was in no particular mood. I walked home. Before this I went to Lidl and faire le cours.
Thursday, I had a lecture in International law and the problems of contemporary world order, as usual. I didn´t spend any money that day.