Sunday, October 11, 2009

Walking on a dream, how can I explain?

Photo: Fergus Padel


So I've had a home, a job, and a town of residence for three weeks now. Dude, I'm bored. The world is calling. Life is mundane. As mundane as it can be living somewhere that you don't speak the language and front door handles are just for show. Don't feel too sorry for me stuck in Southern Spain working my curls off, though. There are still trips to Morocco and Portugal in the pipeline. Also, to keep myself sane I have started planning my Christmas/New Years holiday- hello Amsterdam! I'm going on a train adventure from Andalucía all the way up to the Netherlands and meeting a friend in Amsterdam. I will be back in Spain for New Years Eve though, wouldn't miss out on the chance of choking on grapes.

So, for my train adventure I'm thinking...a bit of Southern France, some Switzerland, un poco Germany, Belgium for Christmas and then the Netherlands.

It's so hot. It's October; it's 33 degrees. It's a long weekend.

5 comments:

  1. And staying on a MOTHER FUCKING HOUSE BOOOOAT :D

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  2. geez are you delirious from the heat or are you naturally like that?

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  3. It'd like to say it's from the heat, but...

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  4. wow sounds like quite a trip! i have just come back from gibraltar with a tan! i never went to spain this time. i just never got round to it. and you were in malaga which is not very far gibraltar. have you been to gib? x

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  5. Hi Rebecca, no, I've never been to Gibraltar, what's it like?

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