Just a few observations

Wednesday, November 11

11:33 AM

Location: Work

So I know I´m a little (a lot) behind on my journal entries and my blog posts, but I got so bogged down by Morocco and work and everything else, that it has just not been going that well. Therefore, I´ve decided that, when I have random thoughts, I should just write them down and incorporate them into the journal/blog. So, about work: I am currently sitting in my own office, but it´s actually a huge room full of offices and I´m the only one who sits here (other than when Chris comes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays). It´s actually awesome because I can do whatever I want and I don´t have to be afraid of getting caught doing random stuff on the internet such as online shopping for boat shoes. Oops. Ironically, though, as I was surfing the web this morning, I went to El Pais, the website for the largest, most widely read Spanish newspaper, and was reading an article about lower productivity in the workplace because of unrestricted access to the internet. Also oops. Oh well. My boss called me up to his office today, though, because I sent him what I have been doing recently and he was really excited about it and said it was ¨muy, muy, muy bien hecho.¨That´s very, very, very well done. Three verys. I felt pretty proud of my personal productivity and so decided to come back down here and not work.

It´s been pretty cold in Granada these days. It´s in the thirties when we wake up and only gets up to the high 50s during the sunniest hours. I don´t even want to talk about cloudy days. Luckily Granada and the sun are friends. Anyway, so I´ve been on a frantic search for boots because it´s getting cold and I´m going to Copenhagen this weekend with TallBall, but when I finally found the perfect pair, they only had it in a size too big. Therefore I will just wait until they get it in my size, and will buy it then. Luckily, though, in this same store, I found and bought the most amazingly European sneakers of all time. To begin, they are brown faux leather, but are more or less the same shape as converse shoes. They have a very similar toe, except that it´s black, and so is the sole. They are high tops. Not only are they high tops, but the high collar is made of brown fur. The tongue (on the inside) is also made of fur. I´ve never seen something so incredible in my entire life. Naturally, because I want to show off the fur, I tuck my pants into the high tops and fold the tongue down. On the side of each shoe is printed a little sentence (kinda). It reads:

WHAT INSPIRE ME:

- You…Love…Year 27..Cats…Rain

In any case, they are the most European shoes that have ever existed.

Since I last wrote that, however, I traveled to Barcelona wearing those bad boys and I won’t get gruesome, but things are getting weird on my big toe. He’s suffocating in there. Right now I am in the Copenhagen airport waiting for TallBall to get herself here, and, because of my shoe tragedy, am wearing not nearly enough clothing for the 7 degree Celsius rain that’s going on outside. Luckily, though, I’m warm and happy inside the airport, looking at all the great Christmas decorations that remind me of winters in Boston. On my flight on the way here there was a 2-year-old sitting behind me who made the most unbelievable noises during the ENTIRE flight. It really astounds me that such a small thing can create such a ruckus.

Now that I am in Copenhagen, Talia and I have planned to eat yogurt and granola, go to the hippy commune, eat yogurt and granola, Sporcle, and be cold. I’ve never been so excited in my life. All around me people are speaking this odd language that is Danish, and I am truly blown away by it. In a way it sort of sounds like German or the other Scandinavian languages, but really it doesn’t at all. When I was in France, I could get the gist. When I hear Italians, they mind as well be speaking Spanish, same with Portuguese people. Here, though, I have no clue. Everyone is blond, beautiful, fashionable, and the fact that they speak a language that no one else speaks makes them that much more enchanting. God, I love Europe.