It's amazing how much shit breaks when you're not even home.

Yeah, we left our little hovel in Spain to go back to the U.S. for the summer. Since Barcelona is more like Disneyland in July and August with all the touristas and guiris, it's even harder to get around and impossible to get any work done. Everyone goes on holiday and businesses literally shut down for two months or more. If you were working on a freelance project and needed information, or to say, get paid or something- tough caca.

So, we went to visit my family in Texas and let Pol have a look at what 'hot' really means. He barely makes intelligible sense, but if he wanted to go outside he'd point at the door and say "hot! hot!". That was both sad and funny at the same time. It was a good trip though.

Until we got back to our house in Spain. Then it was revealed that certain in-law and not-so-in-law family members made themselves at home in our apartment during our absence. Apparently they also borrowed the car, which was reluctantly admitted only because the passenger-side power window no longer works. And, because we thought it had been stolen or broken into when it was also discovered that Pol's child seat had cramped their style and been removed to points unknown.

Then, when we finally made it back to casita deluxe after an extra long day of traveling, I found that we had apparently either hosted a party or a family with small children while we were gone. Someone didn't like the way I had the TV hooked up, so they kindly helped themselves to re-connect the wiring more to their taste. Which makes sense now that I think about it- if the motherfucker hadn't been able to watch TV they might have spoiled their holiday doing the dirty laundry they left behind in sheets and towels, etc. or washing the dishes.

Worst of all, and this is what truly annoys me- they fucked up my coffee machine somehow. It's one of those Nespresso machines that makes great coffee (which most Americans are oblivious to with so many Starbucks around). Fuck that. And fuck you. I know who you are, you selfish, pompous German dickhead. Kiss my red, white, and blue ass. I will get you back.

In Spain, no one can hear you scream.

The first entry in this ol' blog in a long time. I feel the need to pick this back up again. More later- I have a new template to mess around with :)

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