The piece of black fluff hanging in the air which I grabbed with my left hand turned out to be a tiny spider. Luckily, it didn't get squashed; I gently placed it on the dresser table beside my bed.
I'm packing my suitcase and catching a bus to the airport in 4 hours. 21 hours of traveling to London, door to door; not so bad. I have books, I have laptop, I have an iPhone. I don't have a job back in London so maybe I should join #OccupyLSX.
A gay couple arrived at the guesthouse last night: one is American and the other is Colombian. The surprising thing was that they had heard of the guesthouse from a listing I placed in AirB&B two days before. I think this is a sign. Thank you
yearning for the tip! A very sweet way to bring closure to this trip and hope for what can be done here (marketing does work, you know.)
In 2014, Brasil is hosting the World Cup and some of the games will take place in a city near my guesthouse. I want to organise a group trip from England to the guesthouse, see some of the games and then spend a week by the sea. Who's interested?