I just read an article entitled "The Worst Thing That Can Happen To You In Spain". The author reckons that his wife being elected president of the community of neighbours is it.
Ok, it's pretty bad but it's not the worst thing... I was crushed against a wall by a bull 10 days ago and got 4 broken ribs, a broken wrist and an interesting nipple piercing (The other half of it’s probably still on the bull's horn). Worse still, in the Diario de Navarra they've got me down as a "peregrino inglés" (english pilgrim) who got a "rasguño" (scratch/graze/scrape). Bastards.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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