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| 06.25.04 (8:20 am) [edit] |
Long time, no blog. I always feel as if the start of summer is the start of a completely different time continuum. For the next two or three months everything is done really slowly so there never seems to be enough hours in the days. I’m probably doing less, but doing it sloth-like, and blogging goes by the by.
I did my annual tax return yesterday and got a rebate! I’ve decided to blow the whole lot in one go. Oh yes, no careful planning or reinvestment for me, I’m going to spend it all. The problem is I’m not sure if you can buy anything for sixty three cents.
When I first came to live in Spain (about ten years ago) I was terrified that I’d try to drive on the wrong side of the road, being used to driving in UK. Last week it happened. I could have done it in J de la F where nobody would have noticed but no, I did it in a major city centre. Obviously I was doing the empty headed sort of driving we all do from time to time, going round a roundabout and suddenly thought “that’s my turning”. I thought the turning was a bit tight and didn’t even register when pedestrians were jumping out of my way waving their arms. Then I saw a wall of cars coming towards me. I was half way down a dual carriageway on the wrong side. The pedestrians all stopped to watch, cars swerved to avoid me and the sound of car horns filled the air. Spanish drivers love times like this because it gives them the opportunity to hang out of their car windows shouting and waving their arms while still driving along. I just went all English. I carried on, smiling and saying to the middle distance “oh, I’m terribly sorry...sorry…oh hello, sorry”. When I eventually got to the other end I had to be “guided” through a red light by the Guardia Civil to get back on the right side of the road. He didn’t say a word, just looked into my eyes and slowly shook his head.
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posted by: SusanofPudlin (reply)
post date: 06.25.04 (7:21 am)
THAT sounds like something *I* would do.
posted by: billlyryan (reply)
post date: 06.25.04 (9:07 am)
Hello wonderful friend! Just wanted to say hi and that I can't wait to read more....
posted by: aWindow (reply)
post date: 06.25.04 (12:10 pm)
It is really funny to revert to our old habits without realizing it and then watch natives rush over to teach you a whole bunch of new and colorful words, metaphors and similies.
by the way, I know how to swear in Turkish now thanks to my day out of my senses.
posted by: fotocali (reply)
post date: 06.25.04 (8:54 pm)
Now THAT was a story worth waiting for!
posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 06.26.04 (4:43 pm)
Andaloo, you are the *best*.
Every now and then I toy with the idea of going to England and maybe renting a car. But then I think...OH man, I would probably totally forget and drive on the wrong side of the road. Isnt it funny how such things can be so ingrained?
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