(Wednesday) 3:00 pm 17 June 1992
Oh, the dreaded lay-over in Montreal. It was snowing when I was here 4 1/2 months ago. Almost made it! Only 2 hours left! Elizabeth is picking me up at the airport. I've been talking to a woman from Ann Arbor sitting next to me. Talking politics, EC, Supreme Court. It's so nice meeting cool people. So much to look forward to these next weeks! I enjoyed wandering around London yesterday. Bought some books and CDs. Had dinner in Chinatown. I love London. Shame about the weather. Actually, it was nice yesterday. Better than Málaga's been. I'll be in the humidity of Detroit soon!
Wednesday, June 17, 1992
Tuesday, June 16, 1992
3:00 pm
Back in my beloved England. I do enjoy this place. It's so comforting for some reason. I love this train ride from Gatwick to London. The British countryside. The weather always a bit dreary. I talked to Keith this morning, but they were off to Cornwall, so I'll have to find a place to stay tonight. I remember a nice youth hostel right near Victoria Station. I'll try it. I can't wipe the smile off my face.
Back in my beloved England. I do enjoy this place. It's so comforting for some reason. I love this train ride from Gatwick to London. The British countryside. The weather always a bit dreary. I talked to Keith this morning, but they were off to Cornwall, so I'll have to find a place to stay tonight. I remember a nice youth hostel right near Victoria Station. I'll try it. I can't wipe the smile off my face.
Monday, June 15, 1992
11:30 pm
Spending my last night in my home of the past four months. Feeling a bit melancholy. A lot of good times were had here. It seems so long ago.... Practicing Sevillanas in the living room, getting philosophical on the terrace, sleeping with Bob in the bedroom! But, God knows, I'm ready to get out of España for a while. Matt called and I told him how much I was looking forward to coming home. And how fed up I've been with the job. I can't believe how much I've been working. And the weather's been shitty. And I'm sick of speaking Spanish! I was talking to Mitchell this evening. He said he hopes I return. I said of course I will, but I need to get out for a while. We talked about how hard it is to leave friends and family. He convinced me to wait until 9:00 to get my check. Then I was supposed to meet Andrés at a private club. They let me in with my ripped jeans and camouflage backpack and I waited 20 minutes. Then I left. I hate Spaniards sometimes! It really didn't matter because I wasn't going to cash the check now anyway. It will be nice to have money when I return. So, tomorrow I go. I wish I didn't have to spend the night in London. I haven't been able to get ahold of Keith, either. Oh well. We'll see what happens. Another adventure awaits.
Saturday, June 13, 1992
10:30 pm
I've been lying in bed trying to take a nap, but I keep thinking about being back in Detroit. I'm really looking forward to Karen's party in 2 weeks. I have 4 1/2 months of stories to tell! It's hard for me to realize that all my friends have continued on with their lives and have a lot of stories that I haven't heard. I worked six hours today. Didn't get many gifts. I met with this new partner today. He seems really cool. We've been having a lot of meetings lately without Mitchell. I wonder what's going on. I keep thinking they're going to give me the boot or something, but they still are very high on me. I just want to get beyond the Communions! I feel better after talking with this guy today. (I don't even know his name. Herbert or something.) Bob's been gone a week. It's been a long week. But now the end is in sight. Three days more. Yay! I think I'm going to stay at Annelies' when I come back. It's too late to find something now. She also has a friend who wants someone to live in his apartment for July and August. It's another possibility. So, what about my life? Where am I going? With whom? I'm so anxious to find out if Bob will be able to come back here to study for 3 - 4 months. God, that would be great. But it would be so difficult afterwards. Maybe I'd have to move to Kentucky. But who knows what will happen with this job? So much potential. It's incredible. You really do have to make a clean break from your current situation to find all the possibilities that are out there. You're blinded by so many things in your everyday life. You can't see all that awaits you beyond. When you take that one step beyond, it all unfolds in front of you. A myriad of caminos to choose from. The game of Life. Fate. Chance. I had a funny dream the other night. I was visiting BHC, talking to Donna, Scott and the guys. I asked about the Hometowns -- if Pete or Corey had won something. Donna told me they had. Then suddenly I remembered a dream I had. I had called Donna and she told me that we had won the Hometown for Best Institutional Access. She looked at me and said, "You idiot, that was real. We did win." And then I woke up. I was so confused. I couldn't figure out what was real and what wasn't. Funny stuff. Ay, ¡que tiempo! It's been raining all day. Elisabeth and I were going to go to the center tonight, but probably won't now due to the weather.
I've been lying in bed trying to take a nap, but I keep thinking about being back in Detroit. I'm really looking forward to Karen's party in 2 weeks. I have 4 1/2 months of stories to tell! It's hard for me to realize that all my friends have continued on with their lives and have a lot of stories that I haven't heard. I worked six hours today. Didn't get many gifts. I met with this new partner today. He seems really cool. We've been having a lot of meetings lately without Mitchell. I wonder what's going on. I keep thinking they're going to give me the boot or something, but they still are very high on me. I just want to get beyond the Communions! I feel better after talking with this guy today. (I don't even know his name. Herbert or something.) Bob's been gone a week. It's been a long week. But now the end is in sight. Three days more. Yay! I think I'm going to stay at Annelies' when I come back. It's too late to find something now. She also has a friend who wants someone to live in his apartment for July and August. It's another possibility. So, what about my life? Where am I going? With whom? I'm so anxious to find out if Bob will be able to come back here to study for 3 - 4 months. God, that would be great. But it would be so difficult afterwards. Maybe I'd have to move to Kentucky. But who knows what will happen with this job? So much potential. It's incredible. You really do have to make a clean break from your current situation to find all the possibilities that are out there. You're blinded by so many things in your everyday life. You can't see all that awaits you beyond. When you take that one step beyond, it all unfolds in front of you. A myriad of caminos to choose from. The game of Life. Fate. Chance. I had a funny dream the other night. I was visiting BHC, talking to Donna, Scott and the guys. I asked about the Hometowns -- if Pete or Corey had won something. Donna told me they had. Then suddenly I remembered a dream I had. I had called Donna and she told me that we had won the Hometown for Best Institutional Access. She looked at me and said, "You idiot, that was real. We did win." And then I woke up. I was so confused. I couldn't figure out what was real and what wasn't. Funny stuff. Ay, ¡que tiempo! It's been raining all day. Elisabeth and I were going to go to the center tonight, but probably won't now due to the weather.
Friday, June 12, 1992
5:00 pm
I guess I feel better that it's raining. Makes being inside working 10 hours much easier. I am going absolutely stir-crazy. There is so much to do! And, unfortunately, I won't get everything done by Tuesday. I was hoping to go out tonight and not work at all tomorrow, but I'll probably work 1/2 day. Plus, if it rains, I won't go to the market in Fuengirola. But I do need to get some gifts. Shit, I still need to find a place to live! Mitchell tells me his friend will find something for me, but he hasn't called.
I guess I feel better that it's raining. Makes being inside working 10 hours much easier. I am going absolutely stir-crazy. There is so much to do! And, unfortunately, I won't get everything done by Tuesday. I was hoping to go out tonight and not work at all tomorrow, but I'll probably work 1/2 day. Plus, if it rains, I won't go to the market in Fuengirola. But I do need to get some gifts. Shit, I still need to find a place to live! Mitchell tells me his friend will find something for me, but he hasn't called.
Thursday, June 11, 1992
1:00 am
I went to see "Los Reyes del Mambo" with Elisabeth. She took me on her motorcycle. It was fun. Maybe I should buy one! Andrés and Bernardo came in to talk to me today. They said they have had a lot of complaints about the communions. But they want me to "take over the business." They want me to do everything. Hire people, tell them what to do. Arrange jobs. Edit. Basically, they want to be the Board of Directors with little involvement. And they want me to be in charge of production. I told them I'm a little concerned with my lack of Spanish, but they said not to worry. I think I'll be more nervous when I return to Spain in July than when I came the first time! I really don't want this to turn into a high-pressure job! But I feel pressure already. They want creativity! They have a contract pending with the department store, El Corte Inglés. Pretty major stuff. They want me to be in charge of buying new equipment, too. Ay, yi, yi! This could really be something BIG! Life is SO FUNNY! I just wanted to come to Spain to lay on the beach! I could've stayed until May, not finding a job, and gone back to the States. But no! I had to fall into an incredible opportunity! I wish I had time to go visit Eric.
I went to see "Los Reyes del Mambo" with Elisabeth. She took me on her motorcycle. It was fun. Maybe I should buy one! Andrés and Bernardo came in to talk to me today. They said they have had a lot of complaints about the communions. But they want me to "take over the business." They want me to do everything. Hire people, tell them what to do. Arrange jobs. Edit. Basically, they want to be the Board of Directors with little involvement. And they want me to be in charge of production. I told them I'm a little concerned with my lack of Spanish, but they said not to worry. I think I'll be more nervous when I return to Spain in July than when I came the first time! I really don't want this to turn into a high-pressure job! But I feel pressure already. They want creativity! They have a contract pending with the department store, El Corte Inglés. Pretty major stuff. They want me to be in charge of buying new equipment, too. Ay, yi, yi! This could really be something BIG! Life is SO FUNNY! I just wanted to come to Spain to lay on the beach! I could've stayed until May, not finding a job, and gone back to the States. But no! I had to fall into an incredible opportunity! I wish I had time to go visit Eric.
Tuesday, June 9, 1992
12:30 amOne more week in Spain. And so much to do! I worked another 9 hours today and didn't get much done. So many interruptions. I was so frustrated when André kept calling about the tapes he wanted and I couldn't understand everything. I really need to study more. And practice more. Elisabeth stopped by tonight to talk. She's tired of Spain, too. I'm looking at apartments with Frank tomorrow, but he doesn't want something until September. I need to call some places tomorrow. I miss Bob! It was strange sleeping -- and waking up -- alone. I feel so alone right now. I got a ton of mail today. From Andre, Steffi, Antonio, Karen, and Tim and Steve. How fun. Plus my mail from Steve and Bettie. Took me hours to go through it all. I need to get organized for the trip and the move. Who has time for that stuff? I wonder how Bob's doing on his first day back at work? Is he thinking of me? Is he telling everyone of our romantic adventures? Is he settling back into that too familiar, too comfortable to leave lifestyle? Is he going to seriously pursue studying here?
11:00 pm
I really feel that I got a lot accomplished at work today. That's good. I'm getting nervous about an apartment. Mitchell tells me not to worry. His friend will find me something. Annelies says I can stay at her place if I don't find something, so I really don't have to worry. She thinks there's something available near her. Very small, but cheap and a decent sea-view. Still in Pedregalejo, too. There's a beautiful 2 bedroom apartment available over-looking the bull-ring -- a minute from work. But it's $720/month. Too much. Too bad! Maybe when Bob and/or Jenny comes. I don't feel like going out tonight. Although I feel that "I should." Just to Bolivia. Maybe tomorrow I'll go to Queen. Doubt it.
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