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... Like an ass, I nod on my donkey as though this makes total sense
because I don’t know what the the lady is saying while Bethany gets this “Gran Gran
would pry kick your ass right now” look on her face. There is some more Spanish
something or other and then we leave. This has happened three times and each
visit takes about 4 hours. We continue on this quest and I think we’ll figure
it out soon, but like ...
... are even too heavily reliant upon the system. For example, on daylight savings time each year they set the clocks from 3 oclock to 2 oclock. For the one hour that will be "turned back" once daylight savings time begins, the hospital uses paper for patients checking-in, so the system is not filled with patients who are “time traveling.” According to the CIO, it takes days worth of formalized training to train the providers and their ...
Memo to self: If you get on another train or bus with 200 Spanish old men and women please take in your bag some industrial strength ear plugs. On Saturday I went on a city council sponsored train trip to visit the coastal town of Cullera, and my ears are still ringing two days later. The women are the worst, they yell at each other, all at the same time, and the noise level must rise to that of a chainsaw being used indoors. The old ...
It's been a few days since the last blog entry and we have been thoroughly enjoying our time with John, Jo and the girls in Valencia. The weather has been spectacular...lots of sun with temps in the mid to high 20's, which has meant lots of adventures outside the apartment.
We've been on walks around the local area, walks into the main centre of Valencia and walks along the river park, dodging the dog poo along the way. There ...
... is an investigation in itself. Once home, we nested, cooked, read, talked about the day and briefly reminded ourselves that it is the 22nd today. Soon we'll go home.
Often big transitions like that are two edged. We have been missing family and friends very keenly but this fabulous adventure has to stop, boohoo. (Note: That was not to elicit sympathy, more to comment on the dichotomous nature of adventures.)
For those who await my encyclopaedic experience ...