Daily Routines

Well life in Madrid has got into a bit of a routine, well, as much of a
routine as you can get when you have a 5 day weekend.

Have got a job in the evenings teaching this little 3 year old, Pedro, English. It’s ok considering he’s a devil child, have been doing it for about 3 or 4 weeks now although his dad had a word with me the other day because he feels that Pedro should be able to hold conversations in English by now (HES 3 FOR GODS SAKE), needless to say I think my jaw hit the floor - and I thought getting him to count to 5 was quite an achievement, clearly I was mistaken.

This last week Pedro and his sister have been ill. In fact she vomited all over me, but his parents still insisted I came round, couldn’t quite see the point in this as Pedro blatantly ignored me the whole time. I just try and think of the money instead of wanting to strangle the little buggar.

WEATHER UPDATE: Have been quite disappointed by the weather recently. It’s absolutely freezing and has rained for the last 4 days. I thought Spain was sunny.. sob. Might as well be in England. My room is always an average of 10 degrees no matter how high the heating is. Maybe it’s haunted.

Uni is still strange. Tried to get a supervisor for our year project that we have to do for our home University. Just to help us out occasionally if we need it. This being Spain the tutors wanted to know what compensation they would get for their time. Cheeky buggars. Naturally the home institute refused to give them any money and I’m sure as hell not. Maybe this means we won’t have to do the essay after all...(pigs might fly)

Have been out drinking and the like quite a lot recently. Have had
visitors every weekend for the last few weeks. A lot of vodka has been
consumed with the usual crazy consequences. Somehow I ended up pulling this Brazilian guy the other day, a bad move, he bit me! Was too inebriated to notice at the time. Was not until the following day when I was wondering why my lip hurt did the penny drop, needless to say my flat mate and visiting friend found it hilarious.

Have also sampled the delights of panther milk - which is foul. It’s a cocktail by the way for those of you who were wondering. The
bar (Chapandaz)itself was cool though. It’s like a cave with loads of stalactites on the ceiling and the panther milk comes out of a carefully positioned one by the bar - quite odd. Good place to get wasted though, you can only buy drinks in glasses of 1 litre or more.. genius.

Oooh have rambled on for ages and ages suppose I better stop before you all die of boredom... in fact I’d be surprised if anyone is reading this far down...anyway hope everyone is well

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