Puerto Magina Jaen
Carretera Torres, Albanchez de Magina km 3 Jaen, Andalusia, 23540, Spain and Canary Islands
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Feliz Navidad!
... of the day sorting out a situation with the bank, and going in for my NIE. The lady once again told me I needed to call some number. I told her that I've been calling for two months and that it was worthless to do so. She attempted to send me out, but I told her that I was going to stand at her desk until I got to talk to someone who could help me.
After a lengthy glare, she gave me a ticket for an appointment with someone. I waited an hour to get ...
It's December? Where's the white stuff?
... in the mountains instead, with Juanjo's family, so I should be able to cope. What sort of gift does one give to a family that takes in a stranger (a foreigner, no less) that they don't know, and lets them stay in their chalet in the mountains?
One that's probably out of my price range, I'm thinking.
Things have been otherwise very calm since recovering from my various disease. I've been completely healthy for a full week ...
Quiet before the storm
... trying to ride an air bicycle.
Getting used to the way kids are treated by teachers here is taking a bit of time. "Shut up!" is much preferred over "be quiet!". On Monday, I saw a kid get whacked in the back of the head after he stole another kid's sandwich. Another teacher repetitively slammed a textbook on the desk of a second grader. When kids act up, the punishment is generally to go stand in the ...
Tengo un piso y los llaves!
... Christmas. So that was fun. I got to be a part of many rejections, mostly involving "no it's taken already".
The only "yes" I received was from a woman located right by the bus station in a 6th floor apartment in a very nice area. Too good to be true? Yes. I opened to door to an older woman with a baby. The apartment was very nice, affordable and came with everything I needed, and at a different point in my life I probably would have taken ...
Erik is coming!
... My luck went from bad to worse when I continued to call every hostel I could find on the internet and ask if they had any openings. I made sure to ask for a bed, not a room, lest they think I wanted a single room to myself. From what I could gather from my calling around to six or seven hostels, everything in Madrid was booked to capacity. There was not a single bed free in the whole town. How is that even possible? No matter. I resigned myself to the worst-case scenario. I ...



