I love surprises

And who doesn’t? Of course there are surprises and surprises if you know what I mean. Nice ones and not so nice ones. I personally love the nice ones.

A month ago I turned 30 – that it was not a surprise, believe me – but I had a lovely unexpected birthday present. Mum and my sis came for a visit. It was awesome to have them home. Of course we ended up arguing for all and nothing every 30 mins, but hey that’s how we get along. And we do just fine. Now I miss them both, so much…

This is Mel, Gigi and me, after the birthday diner at Valetta. Drinks, balloons, and this is what happened next:

Sometimes it’s hard with mami, you know she still thinks we are 6. But that’s mum, and she won’t change now. And somehow I don’t want her to, how strange is that? What a surprise, to hear me saying this!!

Strobl...we'll b back!!

Our weekend 40Km from Salzburg… what a blast!!

Thanks Marrrria of Austria for a wonderful time! I could say many things or just… click!!

Traditional villages


Bullfighting…mmm the red bull style!

Part’eee time in K.U.K bar in Bad Irschen, where everyone knows everyone so they dance on the table.

and breathtaking views.

Summer's here...

Or at least this is why they said yesterday on the news. But to be honest, it doesn’t look like. Outside is grey and cloudy and inside I’m freezing and i have so much work…damn it!! So I could say is grey inside as well. I’m back in the office today; Vitek kindly came to pick me up today. Thanks!. And I’m realizing that everything is grey round here, my desk, the screen, the laptop, the keyboard, the floors, the ceiling…mmm

So, they said that this year the summer will be extremely long, 93 days and 4 hours, if I remember correctly. Well, I just hope it won’t be grey outside all those 92 days and 4 hours left! Please!

For me, the summer is this... niiiiiiiiiiice isn't it? You see? no grey!


The teambuilding was fun. Too much alcohol for some people, but nothing to regret. I followed my new technique, drinking lots of water in the meantime; so the next day I was perfect (ok, i meant fine but perfect can be perfeclty used as well :)), a bit tired because not enough sleep but ok. Hanover didn't came to visit me in the morning, that's nice from her, not even a missed call!!! Super trouper!

I hope Lorenzo - this is how we call the sun in Spain (don’t know why…maybe wikipedia knows) - will come out some time during the weekend. We are driving to Salzburg to meet with Marrrrrrrrrrrrrria and George of the jungle. Looking forward! I hope my leg will follow too :)

Hezky vikend people of the world!

Mind your step!

These are the kind of things that happen to my friends Eugenia or Kamila. But now it happened to me.

After dinner in a pizzeria in Andel, I was going down the stairs, and somehow I lost my step. I think my shoe got stuck and I tripped over. It all happened so fast; and suddenly I was on the floor and could get up. Morvan and Suri were there, I felt they were more shocked than me. It wasn’t that bad, I could hardly walk, but nothing seemed broken.

So we took Ana and Suri to the train station and then we went to the hospital. David seemed angry, jezzz it wasn’t my fault. I don’t fall on purpose!!! Anyway, nothing is broken, only some bruises. My feet looks like an eggplant at the moment, but will survive.

I just hope it won’t last long. Tomorrow I have teambuilding in a boat, and on Friday we are going to Salzburg to see Maria. I don’t know for the boat, but I really hope it’ll be over for the weekend. Mmmmm, so no climbing this week.

Ups I forgot to say… THE WEDDING WAS GREAT!!!!!!!!!!

Margarita, anyone?

A dear friend of mine is getting married tomorrow. “I never dream that I’d loved somebody like you…” Well this shit happens Mr Isaak, and thanks God it does! It’s so wonderful to find that special person. But I won’t lie to you, it’s not always roses and Campaign, of course not, but that’s the game we call life. Who doesn’t love challenges? That’s what we are here for.

And I’m simply in love with my own challenge. Sometimes, I just sit, and look at him and realise how happy I am. It’s dam true! Even in the mornings, while having coffee and toasts with that terrible “I just want to go back to bed” look. Even when he gets mad because I’m never ready to leave, there’s always something that I think needs to be done before we leave. And we’re always late, I know! And I run around the house, the clock keeps moving and he gets more nervous. I can’t help it. Not that I do it on purpose, of course not. But that’s his challenge. I’m sorry for that baby. But I always found out the way to make it up to you; don’t I?

But let’s concentrate!!! Two people tomorrow are throwing a hell of a party. And I will be there, to cry, laugh and to enjoy every single instant with them. Ruxi, Gyuri I don’t need to wish you best, ‘cause I know you’ll do. It’s just another day in life, but it remains one of those "special days". Like when you finally ride your bike without your mum running next to you, like that first stolen kiss (too wet but still the first), like the last “see you” you said to that someone you knew you wouldn’t see again… sad but still special… you know. – Maite I miss you… -

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As I said, life isn’t roses and Champaign, but why just a margarita will be less? You have two in one, if you know what I mean! We should always try to seek the good side, even if it’s tiny tiny.

I’ve been umming and ahhing about what to do with my life, and I still do have some doubts, everyone does, but I have HIM. Lucky me. Lucky you Ruxi & Gyuri. I wish that luck to all of you. Even to those of you I will never meet.

Believe, and this shit will happen to you too!

By the way, I still don’t don’t know what to wear tomorrow, but… I don’t really care! You are my best suit baby… I don’t need anything else.

soo tired...

I need some sleep, but it will have to wait till Sunday. Will i survive?

Yesterday, mohito party with the colleagues was fun. Mostly with Mr.V and his magic trick!!! It was hilarious. Lukas, your apart is great, and the chillout zone simply stunning! J

Tonight the party is still going on, want a hint?

A second one? Try to guess what’s going on…

Tomorrow I might get some rest, but its Friday you know…

And Saturday is the “Yes” thing coming!!! Yes Yes yeeeeeeeees I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

And still no dress!!! To tired to even worry about it.

Little poem

I read this the other day… so cute.

Butterflies are love…
You are my Butterfly

My Bozzterfly

...

I’m going climbing again, I hope not to damage my nails, they are a little bit too long for climbing, but I need them like that for Saturday. The guys just don’t understand.

It’s so hard to be a woman!! Maybe it’s just us that make it hard.

mmmm

I shouldn't forget the rice. In ours it rained rice, jezzz, was terrible!

I need a...

dress!!! or two!!!

My friend Ruxi is getting married on Saturday, and i have nothing to wear! What a catastrophe I must say. David says I have plenty of them, but somehow I have to disagree. There are some, true, but I can’t wear them; out of season, too short, too long, too black… He just doesn’t understand!

I have turned this city upside down, but nothing. Zero.

Maybe I should try a cocktail suit… Mmmmm still 4 days to decide.

Or maybe I can go naked!!! Naaaah, I should still Ruxi’s thunder. :)

J’ai le blues du businessman…

“J'suis pas heureux mais j'en ai l'air

J'ai perdu le sens de l'humour

Depuis que j'ai le sens des affaires

J'ai réussie et j'en suis fier

Au fond je n'ai qu'un seul regret

J'fais pas c'que j'aurais voulu faire…

J'aurais voulu être un artiste

Pour pouvoir faire mon numéro

J'aurais voulu être un chanteur

Pour pouvoir crier qui je suis

J'aurais voulu être un auteur

Pour pouvoir inventer ma vie
….
J'aurais voulu être un artiste

Pour pouvoir être un anarchiste

Et vivre comme… un millionnaire”

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“I'm not happy, but I look like I am

I lost humor sense Since

I got the business sense

I succeeded and I'm proud of it

In fact I have only one regret

It's not what I wanted to do

I wanted to be an artist

To be able to do my show

I wanted to be a singer

To be able to shout who I am

I wanted to be an author

To be able to create my life
…
I wanted to be an artist

To be able to be an anarchist

And live like a… millionaire”

Lyrics from Claude Dubois.

It’s just one of these days, that becomes so heavy… Just want to get home.