waiting for the interwebz

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH for crying out loud I need a decent keyboard111 damn cyber cqfes thqt hqve third world keyboards where I cant type11 just a little note to let you know i, fine and the server provider scheduled a visit to my house for thursday so hopefully from then on ill be able to qctually update the blog and talk to you all my loves :) meanwhile my belgium number is: +32470045725 feel free to use it, I are the lonely11 and btw its kindq ironic but in this post everyti,e you see 1 its meant to be an exclamation mark but it is just not working11

Logging off to go make a stew and missing you all like hell,

Ana

hell driver...

Where do I start, where do I begin?

From... the beggining maybe. So yesterday after ive written here i went to meet my dad so we would have dinner, originally the idea was to go out to a restaurante and eat something, but we were so so so tired that sitting in a restaurant behaving was the last thing on our minds. We love the simple but good foods, so we went to the local supermarket bought some magnificent bread, some presunto, some goat cheese, some fresh juicy tomato and iceberg salada as good looking as it gets; to that we added some nice green olives with anchoves filling and the cherry on the top of everything: a great red wine! Meal of champs I tell you, dont remember the last time food felt so good and so fufilling :D Here it is for all you lovers of simple, great food, hoping you wont drool too much over your keyboard!

You could then say, it was the perfect beggining of a good night, right? Wrong! Daddy and me decided to share a room, instead of the 2 rooms we normally get when we travel, but i thought, what the hell, its just to sleep not a vacation, we dont need anything special... 23:00: Ana, ana, ana... NOOB! Did you forget how your dad snores?!?! So ok... dad's snoring, I can deal with it, I can get used to it and still sleep. 23:30: *moviments on the bed* *puurrrrrrrrrrrr* *bump, bump, bump* *PUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRR* So Xanga wants cuddles, right, its ok, I mean she is used to them and she is in a new place, agitated and all so, pat pat pat, now go to bed :) 01:00 *jump over the desk* *jump over me* *chase some invisible rat under the beds* *bumps into something* hummm.... I need to lock her in the bathroom or ill never sleep. 01:10: damnit its too hot and saturated the air in the bathroom not good for her, let me open it just enough for it to circulate but enabling her to open the dor and get out, lets say... an inch, the door is heave, should work. 02:30 *jump on my back* *PUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRR* Ok so clearly she has super powers and can open heavy doors, this is not going so well. This time, im looking you insised your transporting box and keeping you in the bathroom with the door wide open. 02:45: *RASP RASP RASP* she is trying to open her box, but she will realise she cant and drop it. 03:30: nop, she does not understand she cant open it and she stills goes on... f**k it, im opening the box and she will eventually get tired and go to sleep and then I can sleep too, brilliant. 4:00: *dad snores like a pig* *cat jumps around* Ok ana, try to focus on your breathing, what better time to try mediating other then now? breathe RRRRRRROooooooooonc in... breathe *jump jump jump* out, rinse and repeat, youll win this. Last time I looked at the clock it was 4:49, I woke up at 7:00 for another 700km today. Considering all this, I think I managed to look ok, eye bags and swallen face aside, I kept my trade mark, my smile ;)



From Burgos, Spain to Angouleme, France was probably the worse journey ever: way too many trucks, trucks that didnt realise they were trucks and so they decide to pass eachother ocupating the left lane of a 2 lanes road, make all the rest of us wait for like, i dunno 10m until they were able to finish the manovre, raining like hell, too much for an unexperienced driver such as myself, and the last 100km (out of +- 650km) were done behind a huge line of trucks which translates into doing it at 80km/h.

When I got to the hotel I could barely move but i still managed to go to the restaurante, eat a hot meal, go tot he supermarket buy some nice food for Xanga, talk to some friend online and write this humongous post.

Now all I want is a shower and my bed!!! Yes because tonight Im staying in a single room alone, with a double bed and xanga is spending the night at my dad's room!

Tonight I sleep!

Logging off with love and yawns,

Ana

P.S. I arrive to Belgium tomorrow, so I have no idea when will I have internet again. If it takes me a while please dont think I forgot any of you, because I never would :) Anyway I will log on a cyber if anything else, to keep this updated :)

Objective Burgos, Spain: CHECK!

Ok so first 700km are done, I must say it wasnt as tiring and long as I was expecting, i think the trick is in starting early in the morning, as anything after lunch time, becomes harder ;)

Was a good ride, I managed to create a good traveling little spot for my girl which was what i was more afraid of: her reaction. But she was always calm but attentive and she drank and even ate during the journey whenever we stopped and offered her foodies. Right now she is exploring the hotel room, after running to her sand box as soon as I assembled it when we arrived ;) Good kitties hold it in not to get owner's car dirty, she should get some hams for that!!



"Want in in my presidencial suitez? Give hamz... and MAYBE Ill consider it *licks paw*"

So me and dad had the most delightfull meal of tapas, with pork, peppers, octopus and tortilla, with the delicious spanish baguette which was great for the mood (damnit now that I think of it, I should have taken pictures of it so you could drool *evil*) And OMG is the gas cheaper here! Filling up the tank its less 15 euros in total!! FIFTEEN euros!!! can you believe it?

Anyway, other then that, I must admit I was ok when I arrived here but the tiredness is hitting me now, big time! I think I am going to have some relaxing read wine and play a bit with Xanga to try and make this stressing journey a bit less stressing! Ill leave you 2 pics to show you this new condition of mine: driver!!








Logging of with back aches but full of hope,

Ana

The time is now

Althought it seemed Ive been doing it for the past week(s), it took me to the very last minute to pack. But its done. 4 bags + laptop + bag of cosmetics, dont think its too bad for 6 months giving my girly condition!

Im dead afraid. Im so scared of this new reality where Ill be depending on myself, in a country I dont know, with a language I dont speak. Ive been going through some odd transitions of really wanting to go and really looking forward to it and feeling extremely excited, to feeling like canceling it, imagining worse case scenarios and wanting to curl up in a shell and forget this idea ever took place.

Without realising I find myself looking at my dad's room, its my safe spot, the spot where everything is possible, all problems are solved and there is always room for a new chance, a new beggining, another try. Funny how in these kind of situations you over analyse the little things and discover whole new meanings in them.
I think i will miss my bed, and my bath tub. God Im speakign like its the end of this... Its only 6 months ana, stop the drama!

But the truth is, I feel is so much more then an internship, I feel is so much more then "only" 6 months abroad, Im sure its a new stage of my that its about to begin, adultness. And now its... official. Im so scared. Im so excited. I need to just get it over with.

And oh well, its 00:14, I gotta be up by 7:00 to be on the road by 8:00 and try to reach my first destination (Burgos) by 19:00 the latest.

Logging off with cookies and love,

Ana