The Conference is over! Huzzah! I feel a lot better. I realised I’d been dreading each day, surrounded by all these specialists, with them all thinking that I was one as well. Each lunchtime I would eat all my lunch and then run off somewhere in the university and wrestle with the payphone trying to call home, or play games on my PalmPilot. Last night was the final dinner and now it’s all in the past. Thank god. The only blot on the horizon is created, of course, by the disorganisation of my boss, who told me to book four nights at this hotel when we actually needed six, so I have to share my hotel room with him for two nights. It’s kind of awkward - I mean, as a person he’s fine - but who wants to wake up bleary eyed in the morning to face your own boss in the other single bed about a metre away? Jeeez.
My only momentary disenchantment with Spain came when I watered the geraniums in the window box of the room formerly known as mine. It gave me a happy feeling. Then, as they gleamed wetly, I realised a large percentage of them were plastic - so much for that authentic Spanish look…
Today is my first day off - I have made two inroads with my boss. Yesterday I told him that I loath this fire stuff, and today I informed him that I don’t want to go to Seville tomorrow. Hooray for my bravado. Oops, here he comes again. Must dash *sigh*
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Ryan typed this on Apr 24 04 at 4:28 amFound your site on blogsnob. Nice design. You know, you’re the first person that I’ve ever seen use the word “Huzzah” before. I use it all the time because I heard it once, but now I see others know it also.
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