Twelve Hours And Counting

This is the second time I´m typing this as this strange Spanish computer ate the last 5 minutes work…Bastard

I´ve just been kicked out of the apartment as I leave for sunny England today, it is now midday and is the sort of weather that Mad-dogs and us English wander around in, while the much wiser natives tend to hide from the scorching rays of the sun.

I now have to hang around until midnight (being very careful not to drink alcohol, as I think that would kill me about now) waiting for my coach to take me to the airport for my flight at 2:55 tomorow morning.

It is going to be a long day.

Still I´ll finally be in a place where my mobile phone doesn´t cost me 70p/min to receive a call and the nightclubs aren´t full of beautiful foreigners but instead scraggly looking teenagers with “cooler-than-thou” attitudes.

I do miss England (and English keyboards).

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