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Wooaaah, all the livejournal things are in Spanish. And my keyboard is so different...
After 3 planes to come from Fuckalo to my beloved Puerto de Santa María, I arrived in the sunny abyss. I walked into the airport at Jerez de la Frontera and was promptly greeted by my housekeeper, Pepi. She commented on how my mother told her I had put on weight and how, in fact, I looked thinner but buffer. She then noticed my biceps as I lifted my suitcases easily into her car and couldn't believe that this little couch potato could lift more than a remote. It was a sweltering 85º (sweltering as compared to South Hadley) with a nice little breeze to cool us down. She dropped me off at home and left me to my reacquainting myself with my minions. Oh my minions. How they missed me. Minion #1 (aka Judy) began to tread around my feet, rubbing her side against my ankles and purring. Oh Minion.
I then went to visit Fanny. I hopped on my moped, put on my helmet for once since it was the first time I had driven in almost a year. I sped across the avenue of Vistahermosa with a smile on my face, I zipped down the main drag of Puerto, I waved back and forth on the main highway, and proceeded cautiously around the several roundabouts (after all, I had a little accident a couple years ago from going to fast around one). Live fast, drive fast. I arrived at her home without telling her who I was on the intercom. She came out and burst into tears as she saw me. We talked about the past, the present, the future. I caught up on the latest gossip (and my, what gossip!) and we made plans to go clubbing next weekend since she has finals this week.
As soon as I was about to leave after 45 minutes of chatting on the sidewalk, she commented on how my shoulders were kinda red. I drove home (zipping without my helmet) and looked in the mirror.... I had burnt by entire upper back and shoulders. So much for sunbathing in style.
I'm home :)
After 3 planes to come from Fuckalo to my beloved Puerto de Santa María, I arrived in the sunny abyss. I walked into the airport at Jerez de la Frontera and was promptly greeted by my housekeeper, Pepi. She commented on how my mother told her I had put on weight and how, in fact, I looked thinner but buffer. She then noticed my biceps as I lifted my suitcases easily into her car and couldn't believe that this little couch potato could lift more than a remote. It was a sweltering 85º (sweltering as compared to South Hadley) with a nice little breeze to cool us down. She dropped me off at home and left me to my reacquainting myself with my minions. Oh my minions. How they missed me. Minion #1 (aka Judy) began to tread around my feet, rubbing her side against my ankles and purring. Oh Minion.
I then went to visit Fanny. I hopped on my moped, put on my helmet for once since it was the first time I had driven in almost a year. I sped across the avenue of Vistahermosa with a smile on my face, I zipped down the main drag of Puerto, I waved back and forth on the main highway, and proceeded cautiously around the several roundabouts (after all, I had a little accident a couple years ago from going to fast around one). Live fast, drive fast. I arrived at her home without telling her who I was on the intercom. She came out and burst into tears as she saw me. We talked about the past, the present, the future. I caught up on the latest gossip (and my, what gossip!) and we made plans to go clubbing next weekend since she has finals this week.
As soon as I was about to leave after 45 minutes of chatting on the sidewalk, she commented on how my shoulders were kinda red. I drove home (zipping without my helmet) and looked in the mirror.... I had burnt by entire upper back and shoulders. So much for sunbathing in style.
I'm home :)