half way through

six months already!! here we are... not that younger but a little bit wiser. Afraid of changes but happy too. Full of doubts and full of new plans and new perspectives!
so, here it is my balance sheet:

• 26 people slept in my 32 m2

• Sent SMS: 1.552 Received SMS: 1.123

• All cell phone calls duration 12:06:58 (and that's a record for me, you know that), from my fix number... countless and to unimagined countries!

• 6 countries visited (Josu, I promise I do my homework)

• 24 weekly reports done (plus the monthly reports, the quarterly reports, the AP reports and all the facebook, google reader and lastfm etc. stuff)

• 37 torrijas made for Easter

• Countless concerts, operas and rugby matches (and countless waiting in my agenda)

And still six months ahead...

becario en Santorini ya!

So here it is the story. At the beginning there was only one. Then it comes what we named: the call effect or magnet effect. That means that anyone from anypart of the globe can join you. And that is exactly what happened. I love Greece. And since the beginning I was dying to buy my flight to Athens.

So here are the facts and figures: two mexicans living in Spain and seven spaniards living in London, Milano, Bucarest, Bratislava and Paris. Four cars, two ferries, one capital and one island. An apartment full of people and two interns in Athens trying to deal with it, as with their own plans. One bathroom. Countless taxis, countless dogs and countless sunsets (and countless stairs and mountains to climb, right?)

But let's start from the very beginning. First: the general strike. It was not a problem for those who woke up early (that was me, but remember me to make a post on taking planes at 6am and how not to lose them) But even with the strike we finally get to our appointment sooner or later and enjoyed the greek taverns and the posh drinks with crudites (just to show that Greece is not that underdevelopped!) Some didn't arrived before 13h to work, others wake up with a good hangover... but what is sure, Eva and JP were great hosts (thanks to his landlord by the way ;)

We made tourism in Athens, but mostly tried to make the best of what we love most: the taverns, new dishes, new tastes and new drinks (talking about Ursus, my new Jagermeister, later) After undergoing the city we tried our luck with a short roadtrip to Sounio, have a quick bath in the sea (those who dare, that means: Alberto!) and prove our luck finding the Temple of Poseidon closed.

Anyway it didn't really matter cause our checklist was more than completed and we had good fun. No need to show pictures of the sunset which was absolutely incredible. Just never forget, if you ever get the opportunity, go there to see it, just unforgettable!

Back we had time to have a few more drinks, as if we weren't tired. Some payed the most expensive night in a hotel just sleeping one hour, others nearly missed the ferry because of the change of the hour and the alcohol (ejem ejem) but we made it and we recovered on time to get to Santorini. What happened later is difficult to explain with just a few sentences: our 24h in the island will be difficult to forget. First because we found the most lovely and exclusive place to sleep (¿a swimmingpool in the room? ¿a round bed? ¿computer with wifi, two LCD TVs, a bottle of wine and bathrobes?) In all, more than what a poor and modest intern is used to ;) Second: another unforgettable sunset in the outside jacuzzi, and a party with the students of 5 High Schools on Spring Break. Third: the island. The villages, the roads and the ruins. The tavern on the beach and the fresh fish. The white and the blue.

Finally our way back. Baileys, beers and yoghurt at the sunset. Arrival to Athens again, forgiving the city for its sins because it keeps all the greek citizens there, far from paradise. New temples and new places to climb, and our constant: the sunset (as well as tzatziki and gyropitas)

After this week of holidays I can tell: winter is over!!!
Thanks to everyone and see you soon!

lost adictos..

No podría escribir nada mejor que esto:

El espectador de Lost es un cornudo feliz por HERNAN CASCIARI

what the eurostar brought..

the eurostar brought Alvaro and an excuse to prepare a petit comité de bienvenue avec champagne et Champagne. He didn't had time to even think of opening his book (but he brought one, at the end of his rucksack there it was: Notre Dame de Paris! by Hugo)

I have to congratulate him, he gave it all, both day and night. Nobody before had in only 48h:

• during the day: 10h walking on Saturday morning with a good hang over; and brunch, Louvre and Pompidou and a Libanese on a cold Sunday

• during the night: three soirées differents in three different apartments, two pubs and one disco. Champagne, wine, beer, mojitos, jagermeiser, cointreau and whisky, all without ice.

And I wanted to give a especial and warm greeting to my guest artist, Amalia, who kindly shared with me a necessary and great talk, an afternoon around the showrooms of the Fashion Week and a great night, with party and laughs just the way it used to be. Wish we agreed in which city live and when, next time!

love at first sight (II)

Someone rang the door, 9.30 sharp (still can sound threating..). It was not him, there were two of his buddies ready to fix my bathroom. My plomber - the boss - arrived one hour later...
Houston, we have a problem - I thought. They were talking about busting one of the walls.. oh my God... I am becoming an adult and I had no intention of that!!

Then is when you try to phone the owner of the apartment, who happens to live in London (F* him) and he doesn't answer the phone. So you talk with her beloved wife, who, as me, takes the easiest option: do what needs to be done.
(Well, in fact they first started busting the wall and then received the approuval, but who cares...)

Now, I have all fixed, but a broken wall... life is soo unfair!

I definitely don't like my jewish plomber (I promise I will talk about how is it to live in an jewish street one day) but I couldn't avoid smiling at him when we saw each other on Sunday. I have to admit it, I even thanked him.. oohhhh nooooo

So, let me tell you one thing for sure. I would hire Anton Chigurth if I could.
For those who haven't seen it yet, I just loved No country for old men. Great film and great great character... So... feel welcomed Bardem whenever you wan't to help me with my not-in-love-with-him-anymore plomber.