So this is our last week in Almeria. I honestly don’t know where the time has gone. We’ve been so engrossed in learning how to speak ‘el lingo’ that it only seems like yesterday when we landed.
The course has been brilliant though - the amount of Spanish we have picked up is unbelievable. I’m nearly fluent while Mrs B can count up to five and has mastered asking for a coffee in our local caff. Good work!
Mrs B is in the doghouse actually. I asked her to shave my head yesterday and she forgot to put the plastic thing on the clippers. So I’m currently sporting a grade zero ‘Jarhead’ style buzzcut. My head looks like a huge scotum. Well it always looks like a huge scrotum, but now it’s like the scrotum of a homosexual who gets his knackers waxed regularly.
The wind has gone too and the weather is gorgeous. In fact Mrs B has greased herself up and is currently basting her milky torso on The Jameater’s patio. The sun is reflecting off her body so much peole must be thinking she’s putting on a laser show or summat. Seriously you can see it in space…
So only four more days before we head off to Ibiza. We’ve got a 300 mile drive up to Denia though and I’m hoping our new shitmobile car can manage it. I still can’t believe how expensive second-hand cars are over here. Seriously I reckon you could barely give our Citroen Saxo away in the UK. If it does get us there though I’ll treat it to a few pints of oil and some lovely fluffy dice for the rear-view mirror. It’ll definitely deserve it.
Here’s a picture of our new car ‘The Beast Mk III’.
April 24, 2008 at 1:44 pm
See you’ve discovered how to upload pictures, which is good, they add a whole new dimension to your blog.
When you see fit, mail me your email address seeing as you appear to have cut your phone off.