from having a welcome lunch with M. to hiking near Santa Coloma to eating yummie sushi to sitting in the sun and getting a bit tanned to dipping my feet into the Mediterranean to visiting an exhibition with photos from Bruno Serrolongue to meeting a cool chilenan guy (who is my even cooler flatmates BF)... all in all I walked maybe 20 k, and am now looking forward to having my first day at work tomorrow...
the picture you see here really originates to the headline... it was the last drink we had in that one Bar in Gracia/Barcelona (with M.+M) after a good few cavas, rums and of course tapas...
the pic shows "just" a regular G+T really... just a "tiny" bit more Gin than expected... anyway... the taxidriver bringing me home (me being somewhat intoxicated) sensed that I needed a lift to the airport the next day... so I gave him my number and said I'd be ready by 6 o clock. . snore . sleep (4 hours) . waking up to my telephone ringing at 10 past six then was, well, sobering. 5 more missed calls from the driver too... anyhow, without this persistent pakistanian bloke I deffo would have missed the plane, or, how M. told me "make a Gustavo". so the 25 euros tip were well deserved me thinks...
it's the second time in my life I would have missed a flight if not for the taxi man... the first time was in Sevilla in 2007. I guess it's the spanish air...
oh, and with the weather being great and stunningly looking women around you I think I am doing the right thing, jeje
not really currently listening to that song here, but M. sent it to me today. subject line: "Klausis - Memories of your time here..." not sure what he meant with that now ;) reminds me, leaving party today in Birchalls - in case you want to pop along. :)
