To be from the Basque Country in Poland is curious. Most of people doesn't even know where you are from until you explain a little your situation, which done a 1000 times, gets boring (for us the Basques). Then sometimes people will open conversation relative to nationality. And sometimes, stupid shit will be heard:
Polish student: Siema (hi, hello, whatever)
Jokin: Jak się masz? (how are you?)
Polish student: Zajebiście!, jak masz na imię? (Fuckin' good, what's your name?)
Jokin: Mam na imię Jokin (my name is Jokin)
Polish student: Jesteś z Hiszpanii? (Are you from Spain?)
Jokin: Nie, jestem z kraju Basków (No, I'm from the basque country)
Polish student: Oh! kurwa! gdzie masz granat? (fuck! where do you have the granade?)
The answer was quite rude, stressing the fact that I had two grenades and a gun in my pants. He didn't understand either how and why i was partying with a guy from Alicante. Well, there's stupid people everywhere!
In the mean time, here a wonderful song, in support of both Bloody sunday victims from Derry, and the 3rd March ones on Gasteiz!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCnGD6xv5ik
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