Tele--that means TV in British

Television has not played a huge role in my life for the past five years. I never had one during college in the Heiken Deiken--we were more fond of board games and binge eating. In fact, I think the only TV watching I've done in the past five years would be binge marathons of Law and Order: SVU and Modern Family. Yet before rehearsal over a cup of tea or after whilst eating excessive amounts of hummus, the tele always seems to be on. I've been surprised to find programs like Friends (everyone in my house hopes to go to Central Perk when we dock in NYC), but I've also started to learn British television.

There is one show called Made in Chelsea which seems to have a cult following--think Laguna Beach with British accents and no beach. But I think I'll leave another blog post altogether for Chelsea. Tonight is dedicated to an annual television/ musical event:

#EUROVISION.

I only included the hashtag because that is the OFFICIAL hashtag of #Eurovision. Can someone make a hashtag "official"? Is that a thing? I've strayed. Eurovision is kind of like the Olympics, but once a year. And there's music. And no sports. Poor comparison? Essentially every country in Europe has a musical artist or group, and there is this HUGE concert/ competition that takes place in the previous winner's country. This year, the event takes place in Copenhagen. This is where we sort of get into the kicker of Eurovision--because it is an epic, lavish concert and every year, it gets pretty expensive (we're talking millions of pounds/ dollars/ euro every year). Because of this, no one really wants to host Eurovision. So you've got a bunch of acts that are all almost good, but all working to not be good enough to actually win. Bravo, Europe, for creating a continent-wide competition where the real winners lie in the plain between "extremely mediocre" and "almost good".

This is one of the contestants of Eurovision representing Austria. Just like the Von Trapps.

The program is also aired in each country, with different commentators per country. The winners of Eurovision are decided by audience votes--but you can't vote for your own country. As you may have guessed, it can get a bit political.  It's a pretty fascinating idea. 

In conclusion, Eurovision is essentially what would happen if American Idol had a gay baby with The Hunger Games.

Here's a photo of some of my pretty house-mates: Mark, Emma, and Hayley! We ordered lots of Chinese food to celebrate a hard work week.

Cheers!