3:25 am
Fun Night! I went to the welcoming party at Club Hispanico. Talked quite a bit with María José. Then Joel showed up. We talked for a long time with Julian. They are both very interesting. And both have some pesetas stashed away. They were talking about importing cars, buying bars, going to Japan -- you name it. Good company I'm keeping! Then we went to Bolivia (on Joel's motorcycle) where we saw Kasia, Tomas and others. Met a Swedish girl, Helen, who looks like Meryl Streep, and works for British Airways. So Joel suggested that we all go to Marbella tomorrow. What the fuck. So I'll be poor! We went to Donde and danced a lot! Tomas is so cute. Must pursue! He's only here another 1 1/2 weeks! A good night.
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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!