Another year went by...

SEIZE THE DAY...

Since last 11st, I have to add another number to my ID card. It has been an intense year, I've met different people along it, and I've learnt about all the experiences I've gone through. It was a nice day, because the family made me feel special and they showed me a lot of affection. They are really treating me like a member of the family which is helping me loads, but sometimes, I cannot avoid to feel alone. Life is like a big-dipper, constantly we experiment ups and downs in our lifes.

It's the law of life. If we wouldn't know what's the pain and illness we wouldn't appreciate the value of health (I hate conditionals!), and the same regard as the other feelings and emotions. The best we can do is try to learn off of our mistakes and try don't trip over on the same stone, there must be a proper idiom for this...Voilá! "to run into the same brick wall a thousand times" It has nothing to do with the Spanish one, but it encloses perfectly the essence in meaning.

In any case, and as I was saying...I had a great and fabulous (de fábula!) day. We went to Strood at dinner-time and we were in a kinda American restaurant, quite similar to Foster's Hollywood which reminded me of my father and make feel a bit homesick somehow. But I passed over it when my fajita was on the table saying to me: eat me! I didn't know fajitas could speak...

It could be said that Abbie fell over and it was really funny because she was coming back from the loo and suddenly she was on the floor, and she got up quickly. Oh, dear! Little machine of noise like she is called by her daddy.



Besides, I could enjoy of a nocturnal lovely view of the river Medway in Strood. All the lights and houses were reflected on the dark water. I took some shots but it was practically impossible from the car. Luckily, they stopped the car so I had the chance to do my best and this is the result, much better than in motion but not a masterpiece though.

Little Ben

My hands you may retard or may advance
my heart beats true for England as for France.

This miniature clock-tower is situated in Westminster (to be more especific in Victoria Street). It's made of iron and, it's a monument unknown for majority of visitors. However, the real name is St. Stephen's Tower.

The chickpea king

Once upon a time,
there was a king very thick
who walked with an ivory stick
he was afraid of milk and silk
and smoked joss sticks,
He flicked the ficks so quick
clack, click, tic!
His name was Nick The D**k.
One day he felt sick
he had an illness very quirk.
He had to eat licorice stick
to break the magic trick.
Sadly,He didn't eat enough and
turned into a chickpea.

Gem

Era un niño que soñaba...

Era un niño que soñaba
un caballo de cartón.
Abrió los ojos el niño
y el caballito no vio.
Con un caballito blanco
el niño volvió a soñar;
y por la crin lo cogía...
¡Ahora no te escaparás!
Apenas lo hubo cogido,
el niño se despertó.
Tenía el puño cerrado.
¡El caballito voló!
Quedóse el niño muy serio
pensando que no es verdad
un caballito soñado.
Y ya no volvió a soñar.
Pero el niño se hizo mozo
y el mozo tuvo un amor,
y a su amada le decía:
¿Tú eres de verdad o no?
Cuando el mozo se hizo viejo
pensaba: Todo es soñar,
el caballito soñado
y el caballo de verdad.
Y cuando vino la muerte,
el viejo a su corazón
preguntaba: ¿Tú eres sueño?
¡Quién sabe si despertó!

Six months living in Kent

It has been a LONG time without writing any post, but as the saying goes: better later than never, so here I go. Many things have happened in these time. Step by step I'm getting closer to the summit (I learnt this word yesterday! ^^) and I'm a bit closer to my dream which isn't easy to fulfill. In fact, it's a hard task and I sometimes get the feeling I want to give up. By luck or misfortune, I'm a fighter and I'll struggle with tooth and nail (that's fiercely) to achieve it, whatever it takes, it doesn't matter.
I need to polish up, to work hard every day and to avoid to be low-spirited to keep it up.
The overview of these six months in here is positive but I have been quite isolated from people due to the job I'm doing. But, I'm happy because I'm living in the UK and maybe I can stay longer, at least I know how to manage on my own in the area, and I'm not afraid of being alone in a strange place. In a few days It will be my birthday which means to me I need to keep focused on my studies because I'm not a baby and time/life goes by meanwhile you keep busy.
Today I've paid my fee for CAE, I hope to be able of passing it, if not, it doesn't matter I can do it. Today is freezing! I don't know how english people can wear just a t-shirt. Unbelievable! Increíble!

Destino que entretejes mi camino,
has puesto baches, zanjas y
un acantilado que no me atrevo
a cruzar. Una zancada ancha y
un empujón servirán para pasar
al otro lado y hallar la verdad.
¿Y si caigo? ¿Quién me salvará?
Saltar con los ojos cerrados y
las nubes alcanzar. Confianza
y valentía para elegir mi camino
y descoser las puntadas que
inmovilizan mis pies ante el vacío.
¡Hazlo ahora y no dudes más!

"Cuanto más difícil es hacer algo mayor es la recompensa que te espera al final"

All goes, and all remains,
but our task is to go,
to go creating roads
roads through the sea.

Traveller, the road is only
your footprint, and no more;
traveller, there’s no road,
the road is your travelling.

Going becomes the road
and if you look back
you will see a path
none can tread again.

A. Machado

Home, Sweet Home

Finally I succeeded in arriving home successfully last 26th of the last year after two failed tries. Today a new stage is beginning in my life (I know there must be lots of people who have the same impression right now) , a clearer new one and I have the feeling is going to be filled with lots of good experiences. Maybe I'm wrong, but who is absolutely convinced to be right completely? The answer is simple: Nobody. I have any kind of purpose for the 2010, just to be as much happy as I can and smile every day because life is wonderful.

Dreams
All people dream, but not equally.

Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind,

Wake in the morning to find that it was vanity.

But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,

For they dream their dreams with open eyes,

And make them come true.

D.H.Lawrence

Misfortunes

On 21th, that's two days ago, I was supposed to take a plane at 16:55. Due to the poor weather conditions my flight was cancelled and I had to return home from Gatwick. I was waiting for a long time because they delayed my flight twice and I had to be waiting about three hours from my expected departure hour. I barely slept 5 or 6 hours because I got up early to get another flight before than other people.

Theorically I was lucky 'cause I found a new one in the same day. So I did my packing again and took the train to Luton. As the traing went further I realized the amount of snow was increasing gradually...But I tried to keep positive thoughts. I arrive 4 hours before my gate closes, plenty of time for nothing because as I arrived they told me in the information counter my flight was cancelled. Funnily the information screen was wrong and then I came back home again.

Below, some snowmen in the exit. Some sarcasm...

Fortunately I could see a wonderful sunset when returning home in the train.

There're few double-decker buses in Gillingham... The adventures have not ended yet, I have to walk around 15 minutes until aproach my house, and all the streets' ground were covered in a thick icy layer, so most people were walking on the road. Really dangerous but the unique solution to avoid fall down and break your teeth.

A great day

It has been more than I could have expected in my best dreams and I don't know how to show you my gratitude. The food has been delicious (better said yummy) and I was deeply surprised with all that wonderful presents.

I'm going to miss all of you so much although I know I'm going to see you soon.

I've tried some new things such as Minced pies with raisins inside, Abbie and Paige don't like them at all and they were fooling about, but in my personal view they are nice. Funnily, I thought it was made of meat and not fruits.

They have given me a fluffy and cosy robe, a lovely cuddle teddy bear, a pyjamas so cool (Graham family), and a pair of sox, some sweetes, a box with assorted bathroom stuff (Gregory family). I was open-mouthed when I've seen the huge carton bag in front of my eyes.

Afterwards, Abbie and Paige have been singing and dancing to me four songs, it's been a nice detail. They have sung the last one song without any music and it has been lovely. But I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily tomorrow...Probably...

They have liked my Spanish omelette and I hope they haven't thrown it away because it supposed to be my dinner...

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH

On a side note, I'd like to add that they liked their presents, the clock is on the chimney in the living room and abbie has painted her fingernails.

Minced Pie