Some good and some very bad news.
Good news.
- I´ts pretty nice here, still. The family´s awesome, I´ve done some extremely good shopping, and I´m brownish.
- I´ve now seen the two biggest Jesuses in the world, one in Rio and one in Palencia. The latter one was damn scary though, looked like an alien.. I swear, So freaking scary.
- On our weekend/roadtrip at and all over Palencia/Castilla y Leon, we visited many, many castles, and churches. Most memorables wa Castilla de Ampudia. Some candy factory owner called Eugenio Fontaneda reconstructed it and is keeping it as a museum to his own private collection of cool stuff; for example, a skull of a real witch! And loads of ancient weapons, jewellry, random items... It was fantastic. Other place that stayed in my mind was Iglesia San Martin, the purest Roman church in the world. And also gotta mention the way to Santiago de Compostela by which we drove a lot, it was crowded... So many people hiking, even with like mules. Weird, kinda cool to keep the tradition going.
- I´ve been to Madrid a few times afterwords, went to El Rastro, a market even bigger than Camden, I would dare say. Found some cool stuff. And last Saturday went there with another au pair from the area, Sara from Germany, we spent hours at Reina Sofia Museum, we bought the audio tapes and truly got the most out of our visit. Fantastic art, Salvador Dali and Pablo Picasso! I bought a Dali poster of a painting I liked the most... The Great Masturbater... Luckily my family didn´t see it, they would´ve thought I was a bit strange. Also met with Maria Mendoza, a friend from THE camp, and it was really great. I don´t get too see camp people too often.
- Quique is away on some ranch so I´m only looking after Angel. That´s a good thing.
Bad news.
- I have stopped studying Spanish due to the other bad reasons... But I´m making small progress anyway. Bless my brain.
- When Diana cancelled on being our host in Barcelona, I started a huge search for places to stay from Hospitality Club, and of course cheap hostels. Suvi wanted to stay on the latter, and I had found a good, private place that was cheap, central and had its own kitchen. It was pretty good. Suvi even offered to lend me the money needed for it, but I called home and mum promised to take care of it. Then I´m not quite sure what happened. Tuuli had booked tickets to come when we´d be around as well, so I wanted to keep looking for a place where she could stay too. Then something weird happened with Suvi. She first started threathening me, like "maybe I should be going with someone else", and calling me reckless and undependable. I e-mailed her saying "Gee thanks buddy, tell me what should I have done?" a little baffled. Then I think it was the same night she e-mails me that she won´t be coming at all, she got a job! Plus, she can´t trust me anymore. Thus our friendship of some 15 years is dead for good... For good, I´m thinking, because I e-mailed her again, asking why she was treating me like this, and as I´ve never betrayed her, how could she have lost her trust in me? She never answered back, and I have been very, very puzzled and depressed ever since. As a very sensible person, I know that treatment as senseless and offending as that should not be tolerated; I should forget her for good. For all these years I´ve considered her almost as part of my family, but I guess everything is possible, especially since mental illnesses run in her family. I can´t think of anything else, because nothing she did made any sense, and was very paranoid and hostile. Well, I´m not really interested in staying in Barcelona for two weeks alone, and I couldn´t find a place to go; so it seems Tuuli is also moving her trip towards autumn. She didn´t sound like she wanted to "break up" with me, but I know she´s fucking pissed, and here I am, having done.. I don´t think, much at all, and I´ve driven one, maybe even partly two old friends away from me. How is this even possible?
One more good thing... The best thing... I´m probably going home soon, which was not originally a good thing, but at least at home I have mum who is always on my side and has good things to say. And in three weeks Chris comes... So far he´s on my side as well. But you never know what I won´t do to drive him away. Fuck yeah.
- I´ts pretty nice here, still. The family´s awesome, I´ve done some extremely good shopping, and I´m brownish.
- I´ve now seen the two biggest Jesuses in the world, one in Rio and one in Palencia. The latter one was damn scary though, looked like an alien.. I swear, So freaking scary.
- On our weekend/roadtrip at and all over Palencia/Castilla y Leon, we visited many, many castles, and churches. Most memorables wa Castilla de Ampudia. Some candy factory owner called Eugenio Fontaneda reconstructed it and is keeping it as a museum to his own private collection of cool stuff; for example, a skull of a real witch! And loads of ancient weapons, jewellry, random items... It was fantastic. Other place that stayed in my mind was Iglesia San Martin, the purest Roman church in the world. And also gotta mention the way to Santiago de Compostela by which we drove a lot, it was crowded... So many people hiking, even with like mules. Weird, kinda cool to keep the tradition going.
- I´ve been to Madrid a few times afterwords, went to El Rastro, a market even bigger than Camden, I would dare say. Found some cool stuff. And last Saturday went there with another au pair from the area, Sara from Germany, we spent hours at Reina Sofia Museum, we bought the audio tapes and truly got the most out of our visit. Fantastic art, Salvador Dali and Pablo Picasso! I bought a Dali poster of a painting I liked the most... The Great Masturbater... Luckily my family didn´t see it, they would´ve thought I was a bit strange. Also met with Maria Mendoza, a friend from THE camp, and it was really great. I don´t get too see camp people too often.
- Quique is away on some ranch so I´m only looking after Angel. That´s a good thing.
Bad news.
- I have stopped studying Spanish due to the other bad reasons... But I´m making small progress anyway. Bless my brain.
- When Diana cancelled on being our host in Barcelona, I started a huge search for places to stay from Hospitality Club, and of course cheap hostels. Suvi wanted to stay on the latter, and I had found a good, private place that was cheap, central and had its own kitchen. It was pretty good. Suvi even offered to lend me the money needed for it, but I called home and mum promised to take care of it. Then I´m not quite sure what happened. Tuuli had booked tickets to come when we´d be around as well, so I wanted to keep looking for a place where she could stay too. Then something weird happened with Suvi. She first started threathening me, like "maybe I should be going with someone else", and calling me reckless and undependable. I e-mailed her saying "Gee thanks buddy, tell me what should I have done?" a little baffled. Then I think it was the same night she e-mails me that she won´t be coming at all, she got a job! Plus, she can´t trust me anymore. Thus our friendship of some 15 years is dead for good... For good, I´m thinking, because I e-mailed her again, asking why she was treating me like this, and as I´ve never betrayed her, how could she have lost her trust in me? She never answered back, and I have been very, very puzzled and depressed ever since. As a very sensible person, I know that treatment as senseless and offending as that should not be tolerated; I should forget her for good. For all these years I´ve considered her almost as part of my family, but I guess everything is possible, especially since mental illnesses run in her family. I can´t think of anything else, because nothing she did made any sense, and was very paranoid and hostile. Well, I´m not really interested in staying in Barcelona for two weeks alone, and I couldn´t find a place to go; so it seems Tuuli is also moving her trip towards autumn. She didn´t sound like she wanted to "break up" with me, but I know she´s fucking pissed, and here I am, having done.. I don´t think, much at all, and I´ve driven one, maybe even partly two old friends away from me. How is this even possible?
One more good thing... The best thing... I´m probably going home soon, which was not originally a good thing, but at least at home I have mum who is always on my side and has good things to say. And in three weeks Chris comes... So far he´s on my side as well. But you never know what I won´t do to drive him away. Fuck yeah.