I am so restless today

I am nearly vibrating… this week has been tough but I have finally officially resigned. They have asked me to stay here as a “favour” until the end of Sept. I don’t know how favours are supposed to work… but the anguish that would be involved in staying that long is too much to even calculate… generally when people quit their jobs it’s because they no longer want to work there… I do not see how this is not a clear concept to them. I really wish I felt relieved… but I have two weeks left to work here and time runs sticky slow like molasses in January here. My focus right now is getting though today and then to the safe harbour of the weekend.

Last weekend I ventured inland with my friend eric and his girlfriend deb for a lovely repose in the countryside. His father owns a house in a small village called Huesca. We picked up the lovely deb from the train station in lleida (she was coming from Madrid) and then ventured off… after pilling our shopping cart full of more booze than would be required for a small wedding… we head off for the house. We arrived Friday night and had a quiet supper and a few drinks. Saturday we spent the day lazing about the beautiful river that runs through the town. True relaxation…. Something that was not going to last long… We had supper and since we were all feeling quite spent, retired to bed very early at 23h30. At around 1am in the morning that’s when it all started… the town erupted with the sound of a massive stereo system… Music pumped and pounded out into the once tranquil landscape… there was nowhere to hide… This of course went on for hours… 6 hours to be precise. No sleep was had by anyone. ¡Que mal suerte! On Monday when I returned I had a good chuckle when I heard that my new colleague was at the very party in Huesca on Saturday… however he was smarter… he participated in it!

Possibly back out of the city the weekend to see fredu who is working for his friend Martin up in the Mountain in a small town called Sort… He rang this morning with bad news that his mobile was stolen from the hotel… bad indeed as it was my mobile. Ah well what can you do once it’s gone??? If I don’t venture there I may finally go out to razzamatazz with Chiara on Saturday night as they are going “early” as she has a flight home on Sunday morning at 8am! We will see how that goes. I never end up going as I find it too hard to comprehend going clubbing so late at night. Dear lord I am truly old. I remember how when I lived in France I used to set my alarm for 3am to get up to go to Sergeant Pop to go dancing!

Seestor did not get her mini block off from work as she had hoped however she intends to come to Spain come hell or high water… I can’t wait to see her and meet her new boyfriend… There are so many people coming I can’t wait it will be so much fun!!! If anyone else decides to join they will need to bring a tent to pitch in the garden!