The richest girl in town. (fightingwords) wrote,
The richest girl in town.


My week in Madrid has been interesting. I flew in Monday morning and was picked up by Fausto, the localization QA technical specialist who has been working on this project in Austin for several months. Based here, he scheduled his trip so that he could visit his family in Tuscany and then be here in Madrid at the same time. My first night, we stopped by the office for a short while and then headed to the city center for tapas and drinks. I think I had an orgasm in the sultry weather--hot, but not as hot as Madrid usually is at this time of year apparently and nowhere near as hot as Austin is, which was projected to be in the range of 105 F all week. We took the Metro from northeast Madrid, where the office is and I am staying, and walked around streets that reminded me of Manhattan, namely SoHo and Chelsea. We ended up not at the little restaurant that Fausto had been promising to take me to since before we left Austin, as it was closed, the proprietors away on holiday, but went to another small tapas bar down the street where we drank many cervezas y comimos las tapas. I stood outside smoking on a winding, cobblestone street and decided I needed to live here.

Ha. That was horrible Spanish a little ways back. That's been happening some, though usually well après les faits. And that was French. I think slowly in other languages and then end up speaking some weird Franglish composite when I can get my mouth to cooperate at all. I guess the tall Frenchmen, Hugo, Fred, et Philippe, I'm surrounded by are part of the reason, too. And then there's Fausto, who's Italian, and Andres, who is Spanish and everyone's boss. And everyone else, of course--Spanish, Russian, Irish, German, English.

Because Austin gets into the office at the end of our day and bombards me with email, I've had a tough time leaving to do the things I want to--like go to the Prado, but mañana es mi ultimo dia completo en la ciudad. Tengo salir a una hora buena.

There's a lot more to say. Like that everyone here is pleased with the work I'm doing. And that there's maybe an open position here someone found for me. Things I don't know I can write about, even, parce-que je ne comprend pas les sentiments je tiene sur cettes choses, mais je suis content par le moment.

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