I have fallen hopelessly in love...




with this little guy. I've been dying to have a puppy for a long time... I finally have a flat and time to train and care for it... but as fate would have it... no money to buy it! Anyone have a spare 500 euros for me as an early birthday gift?

I feel mildly like a 7 year old scholl girl yearning after a picture of a dog... but lets face it, public humilliation is what blogging is all about right?


My afternoon today was not spent as per usual attached almost physically to my laptop... no no this afternoon I had my picture taken for a feature that will appear in one of the national newspaper's sunday magazine. I'm not sure I will make the cut as they are shooting 20 women but it would be great exposure for the business if I do! I'm not used to being primped and styled and put in front of a camera. To be honest it made me feel wildly insecure paired with the mild feeling of nausea. Thank goodness Juan was shooting the pics as since I know him, it wasn't as scary as it could have been... but it's over now and we can but pray for the mercies granted by the special hand of photoshop.

An open letter...

Dear Barcelona transport system

I'm writing to thank you for your great, efficient and clean service offerings. Your metro system is quite pleasant in comparison to a lot of other systems. However it came to my attention this weekend that there is one area of service that you have perhaps not yet properly assessed.

The spaciousness of some of carriages within the metro lines allows for ample pole dancing access. This readily available entertainment space can be unexpectedly hazardous not only to the physical being of those whom utilize it but to their dignity as well. This doesn't even take into account the visual horror/pleasure of the innocent bystanders.

Possible improvements would be perhaps identity concealing disco lights to aid in the protection of the integrity of any parties whom see themselves clever enough (fueled by liquid courage of course) to display their talent or lack thereof in the art of pole dancing on the metro after an afternoon of drinking and eating with friends. Rest assured that I can appreciate that other than padding the poles, very little can be done to protect the physical damage that said pole dancers may experience.

Thank you for your time,

Sarah