When Nature goes crazy.

[aneas]

Guys, do you remember how I use to brag about the fantastic climate we have here at the islands? How we have warm temperatures all year round, and how hurricanes, twisters or even storms don't really plague us? How I use to show off and say that Canary Islands are the European Hawaii?



Then Mother Nature comes and bitch slaps us like whoa!



I'm not bragging again. Ever.

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[foursweatervests]

If you need a place to stay, let me know.

[aneas]

The volcano is in El Hierro, the farthest island from here. We're very safe. But it's scary, you know?

I've been wanting to phone you, are you going home for Christmas, love? If you aren't, then you're formally invited to spend Christmas here with us, okay? I don't want you to be alone. I can't guarantee you a White Christmas, though. Mostly a really warm one.

[foursweatervests]

Thank goodness! I heard about it yesterday, but I was in Sevilla until a couple of hours ago and our hotel had no internet. (Viaje obligatorio. Muy, muy pesado en un multitud de aspectos.)

Oh, I wish I were staying in Spain, now! No, I'm heading back for Christmas. The plane tickets have already been bought, etc. I'm not actually sure I'm looking forward to it since it'll be an entire month sin español, but hey. Sea lo que sea, right? I have many weekends free between November and July, though, so we can make those count. If I don't talk to you soon (and whenever you want to phone me, I'd love to talk to you. I'm not making any extraneous phone calls right now as I'm still looking for a piso and all those phone calls are costing a massive amount of money, yay, but please feel free to call any time), good luck on your business trip!

This has been a rambling test of your broadcast system.

[aneas]

Tu compañera de piso acabó por volverte loca, ¿verdad? Es muy complicado convivir con alguien si te enoja constantemente.

Tenemos tiempo más que suficiente para vernos hasta Julio, por supuesto que sí. Ya te llamo y charlamos en condiciones, mañana tengo un día un poco complicado, mis padres celebran su 40 aniversario de boda, estaré muy ocupada.

A lo largo de la semana te llamo y concretamos, ¿vale?

[foursweatervests]

Sí, ella ha mudado de piso, aunque está en cada una de mis clases. No es muy divertida. Ahora nuestra dueña del piso está durmiendo en el salon - y ha estádo desde el julio. Somos cinco en un piso que sólo cabe tres confortablemente. Como dijo mi compañera del piso ayer: "quiero otra vida." Jeje, es verdad. Tres de nosotros buscamos otro piso. Por eso, querida, me puedes llamar a cualquier hora que te conviene, pero es posible que no puedo colgar el teléfono en ese momento. Tengo 8 citas esta semana para ver pisos diferentes. Estoy agotadísima. :-(((

Con suerte puedo encontrar un piso que me guste, y con lo cual puedo llegar a la escuela rápidamente, a mi trabajo sin problema, y en que el dueño no quiere matar a mi periquito. Perdone la expresión, pero ¡qué coño es!

Bueno, ojalá que el aniversario de boda de tus padres (fue? fuera? era? joder, ni idea) fenomenal, y que te habla pronto. ¡Tienes que decirme que tal fue tu fin de semana que que hicisteis para el aniversario!

besitos!

See, my Spanish is getting faster, but I'll be damned if I can tell if it's getting better.

[aneas]

Ojalá que el aniversario de boda de tus padres fuera fenomenal.

Tu español está mejorando muchísimo. Debes estar muy orgullosa. The use of profanities is specially remarkable, too. Good work. Nothing speaks more of fluency in a foreign language than the proper use of swear words.

Why does he hate you poor, poor Carlitos? You need to find a better place to live, so you can rest better and have more time to be spanish. =)

[foursweatervests]

Fuera! Perfect, thank you. :-)

I feel so much better now. I asked my grammar teacher yesterday if she saw any progress in my speech and writing and she told me, "Bueno, este clase no es milagro". I was kinda sad.

I think it's the whistling thing. It's not like he does it all the time, or even frequently, but she's scared of birds and she really hates him making noise. So I get text messages once a week telling me he's whistling and what am I going to do about it? I *do* need to find a place to live. And I found one today that was offered to me! I'm pretty sure I'm going to take it, but I'll take this week to look around and make sure. It was nice, but very bare since the last roommate owned all the furniture.