in Madrid I took the underground. I didn´t realise that my blouse was wide open and I had no bra on. Only when I noticed that absolutely everbody in the wagon was looking at me in a funny way, I looked down and understood why. I buttoned up and left as soon as the metro reached the following station.

In a wedding party at one of the most prestigious bull liverstock owner of my country. The party was in his amaizing farm and I did a stupid bet that I could stand in front of a small bull with a piece of scarf. Of course, I was pretty drunk at the time. So, somehow, I found myself running in a muddy place with a rather big baby bull following me up close. I fell in the mud and totally ruined my clothes. At some point, someone came to my rescue before the bull could cause me any real damage.