Palma ambiance, classy venues, and an international film fest. Yes upon arrival back in Mallorca and learning about the 4th annual film fest, I was totally stoked to attend.
You know the times your eyes are bigger then your stomach. Well little did I know there also happen to be those times your excited eagerness fools you into thinking you have endless energy even after traveling like a rock star around Canada for a month and then back across the globe to Spain. Yes indeed, it happens.
Let me begin with the classy and chic opening party. Even though I was feeling shattered from my travels, there was no way I was missing it. Champagne, vino, and Palma’s finest in attendance. My kind of party.
I was able to power through to enjoy it, schmooze and be awesome, without letting on to anyone that I was pretty much sleep waking. Come time for the opening film and I was seriously struggling. Yes, even though most think I am super human – I am here to tell you, I am not. I am just a damn trooper is what I am.
So off we went, from the pre-party to the theater.
The theater itself where the opening film was shown was fabulous, and my taped open eyes thoroughly enjoyed taking it all in.
The movie was not my style, but I made it through. Barely. Once it was over, so was I, and I ever so gracefully sleep walked across Palma, and straight to my bed. Happy freaken days. One of those moments where there is no place like your bed. Beauty sleep was absolutely in order. Myself and sleepy eyes don’t get along. I much prefer not looking like I have been punched in the face by jet leg, totally losing, and left with two black eyes. I mean, that is if I don’t have too.
The film fest was on all week, so I knew I had plenty more to enjoy throughout the week.
I was however super stoked for the Friday evening shows. My friends and I had big plans to dress up, drink vino and play classy all night. Which we did.
The energies were high all throughout the place, everywhere except for within myself. Seriously, I never suffered jet leg in my life like this. Am I old? Is it age? Ummmm, let’s go with heck no! How about that. It was just a misunderstanding with me and my body. A small mishap. I am as young as a spring chicken.
The evening was off to a fantastic start, the vino was flowing, there was loads of handsome eye candy for me to treat my eyes with, and I had a fab group of friends with me, whom provided loads of laughter.
We were just 4 people being awesome, at an awesome event. The first movie was at 930pm, so after our pre-party in the San Juan Gastromarket, we grabbed a bottle of wine and 4 glasses to take with us to the show. That’s just how we roll. This is Spain, and these things are not a problem here. It was gonna be so darn great. I love movies, awesome friends, and delicious vino. Who doesn’t really? Unless that is, you don’t consume alcohol, your a hermit, and you just don’t enjoy films. Otherwise, who doesn’t?! Checks my boxes. Check, check, check.
Now after getting all settled in, popcorn in hand – of course I kicked over my wine glass. Well not ‘kicked’ it wasn’t football. I set it down for a moment while I was getting comfy, accidentally tapped it, and it fell over and broke. Luckily we had a back up. Sometimes you can’t take me anywhere! Clearly. Don’t let my classy composure fool you. I do at times trip over my own feet. But it was all good – the show must go on!
And that it did my friends. It went on alright, without me enjoying it.
Have you ever slept through a whole movie at the movie theater?! Well neither had I until last week. Literally! All I can say is jet leg. I remember is the film beginning, and then next thing I know, I am waking up to the lights coming on. What the?! I looked at my friends, ‘Oh my god, are you kidding me, did I seriously just sleep through that whole film?!‘ To which they responded, ‘Yup, you sure did‘. I right away asked, ‘OMG, why the heck didn’t you wake me up?!’ Well they said I looked so comfy and happy, that they were actually jealous of me. Not to mention, they did not enjoy the film at all, so assured me, I didn’t miss anything and made the right choice of napping.
Although it wasn’t by darn choice that I passed the freak out, my body made me do it!! If I had a choice I would have stayed awake, ate popcorn and drank wine, all while watching a bad film.
Oh well, what can I say, there is a first time for everything – and jet leg is really a thing. I was still able to go out dancing afterwards though! Trooooper!
Possibly I even looked fresher then before the movie.
I can honestly say, I was not as successful as I anticipated at taking in the film fest. I totally enjoyed the parts of it I did attend, and not sleep through. There was loads of awesome films, and fab talent. Maybe next year, I can go and leave the jet leg at home perhaps. Only me, only freaken me.
So who’s up for a movie date? Let’s not all jump up at the same time now. See you at the movies!