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Only three days left, and I don’t want to leave. Ah well, all good things come to an end. There are a succession of comedy characters here. Esp. the serving staff at the hotel who remind me of my former … Continue reading
Wish you were here
In the mountains, having an amazing time. Weather cold, food great, beer as good as ever. Being paid 4500 crowns for being here. (Bet you) wish you were here. Teaching starting at 9am every day, so getting up at 6.50 … Continue reading
So, moving out. An experience repeated over and over. But there is no travelling without moving on. Still, it is sad.
Resolution: Stop writing drunken logs.
Nine hours until I go. Suppose I should go to bed really. Last night I barely slept at all, kept awake by worry. Why should I care though? I accept I am a very very bad teacher, but the next … Continue reading
Another two days to go. I am somewhere between joy, panic and boredom. Jacques thinks I am moving out in a week, but I will take him by surprise. Quote of the day: “I think I would like to find … Continue reading
This weekend I pack up my shit and go to a ski resort in the mountains for a week, teaching English to ski types in a plush hotel. When I return I am officially homeless, but since everyone is sleeping … Continue reading
I was just about to write a nice little peaceful passage about the joys of a week and a half away when a combination of factors riled me beyond all recall. I am sitting on a dining chair typing with … Continue reading
A week and a half to go. I have only the slightest leads on a new house, but the thought of being free from Jacques and all the other house shit more than makes up for the trouble. Today I … Continue reading
There’s been enough saying today is the day. Yesterday was the day. It was the day I finally had to come to the decision to leave my extravagant penthouse flat to go and find a reasonably priced shithole. I have … Continue reading
Another minor crisis. Rent was due on Tuesday and I still have none. I was to borrow money off Russ but he can’t get any till the school pay him for work 3 months ago. The only thing to do … Continue reading
