Heh, Mountain Dew doesn´t exist here. Down in Alicante there´s rumors that you could find it, but not here up north. So far.
The zone had planned a 4th of July barbecue in Barcelona at the stake center today, but someone canned that idea last night. We still haven´t found out why, just had a text from the AP´s saying ¨Party cancelled. If you still want to get together, you can meet up at the Hard Rock in Plaza Catalunya. Heh..yeah, not. I´ll have to see what happened tomorrow at the meeting we´ll have to attend in Barcelona. But I´ll be home for next year, so I´ll celebrate it better then.
Basically I got out of the ticket because since I didn´t have 25 euros to pay him, he just ripped it up, because he couldn´t pocket that cash. We actually saw him on the train again thursday and he was about the same, except he didn´t have any way to write us another ticket.
Well, that was from Bilbao, and that province wants independence from Spain, just like Catalunya does. Spain is essentially a failing country, but some parts are hanging on a little better. Because of that, the rest of Spain is sucking what´s left out of the parts that are still semi-healthy. So now those provinces want out of the deal (it doesn´t help that at one point they were separate countries). For example, in Catalunya, they have to pay high taxes to the Spanish government, then they only get back a fourth of what they pay to manage affairs here. The rest is ´fairly´ redistributed to ´help´ the parts who are struggling. In essence, it doesn´t work, so no one is happy. Spain´s a good example of what would happen if Obama were to get his way. Greece is another good example.
Yeah, I got my card back the next week. Well, a new one. Hopefully it doesn´t happen again.
Binner and her temper. ¨I don´t care much for redheads. Terrible temper. But somehow it seems to suit you.¨(spoken with Scottish accent)
Yeah, people always complain. It´s what we do.
I could use some more foot powder and some more baby powder, actually. I don´t need the conference issue, though.
So the week was interesting. Numbers wise, it was the best we´d had in four weeks.
We´re working on getting the new apartment. They´re dealing with the contracts finally now, so I hope there won´t be any problems. If we get it...it has a dishwasher. A Bosch dishwasher. And I´ll probably be in it a maximum of four and a half weeks...lol. Pack, unpack, pack again, unpack again.
I´m planning on making the AP´s drive up and haul the stuff to Vic, so it´s not days worth of train trips. That should be easier than ever now that Allphin got the promotion to AP last week, so I´ll just blackmail him into doing it. I´m pretty sure President would give the okay anyway-we´re the first new area the mission´s opened up in years.
The weather´s been shifty this week. Hot, then cool, then humid, then hot again. I miss the desert. At least it´s consistant.
I´ll see if I can´t fabricate a few stories to send home next week. I was going to send a few pictures, but...yeah, you can guess. It doesn´t work.
Love,
Bradley.
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