4:00 pm
Man, I get so lazy. Blame it on the heat. I haven't been working a lot these past days. Not much to do. But I still haven't been paid, so I haven't been able to buy the things I need. And I haven't been cleaning. Haven't gone to the beach. Haven't gone out at night. What the hell have I been doing? I don't know, but I'm kinda enjoying being lazy. I've tried calling Bob a couple of times with no luck. Shit, I miss him. I don't know what the job prospects are for Jenny or Alyssa, but I hope something works out with someone. I met this British guy, David. We haven't talked much. I need to visit Danny and Kiko more. De visited yesterday.
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Coming home after a month-long journey through Europe in 1991, I decided to quit my job at an upscale Michigan school district and move to Spain. I arrived in Malaga in January 1992 - never having set eyes on it before. I had a lot of hopes, a great deal of fortitude, and a little bit of money. This is my journal of that year in Spain.
Mikeywaz
- Mikeywaz
- In 1992, in part due to the First Bush Iraq War, I decided to leave a comfortable job in Michigan and move to Malaga, Spain. Since we visited Belize in 2008, Frank and I have been itching to hit the road. This year, we're pulling the trigger! Portimao, Portugal, here we come!