Thursday, November 29, 2007

I'm back! or something.

My last entry, as Ethan has oh-so-kindly pointed out, was so rushed it was practically unintelligable with all my typos (though, in my defense, spanish keyboards are different and i was writing from a computer at my school in my last 2 minutes of break-time). I will write a bit more later, but I leave you temporarily with a few snapshots of my past week. You know, those moments when something makes you pause and think "hmmmmm" (like that song "things that make ya go...HMMMMMMM"). Anyway. A brief glimpse into life this week.


Riding the bus to work at 10 in the morning, the sky was totally clear and blue, with the mountains to the north of madrid rising in the distance in the sunshine, and the moon HUGE and ghostly setting just above them. Surreal.


On tuesday, I arrived in class to be greeted by my student's congratulations ("Felicidades, Anna!") for the occasion of Teacher's Day (which it was), and then for my PREGNANCY (which i was not, clearly). What the fuck?! Seriously, you're as confused as I was. I spent 3 minutes trying to explain that there was no "bebe" in my tummy. Note to self: don't wear that long empire-waisted shirt to school again.


Tonight, walking home from the movies just before midnight, I passed a very tall transvestite hooker helping a neatly dressed older gentlemen take cash out of a Caja Madrid ATM. Hmmmmmmm....

and with that...i leave you (so I can sleep).

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Wha...what? AH!

I haven´t written any entries in three weeks because I am internetless at home. It is a huge pain in my behind. Hopefully sometime before the ned of this month I will be reinstated to internet-dom and i will be able to fill in the last month or so which will include
-my trip to the south of frnace
-continuing adventures with 6-year-olds (who are screamign in the background as i write this)
- halloween
-my upcoming thanksgiving dinner-party! Me and Beth cooking for 15 people. in my tiny kitchen. thos should be HILARIOUS

in the meantime, much love to all, and i wish that no such dryspell of online-ness should occur for you at a similarly inopportune moment