Home Away From Home

I am back to Boston. As the title says, it is grey and rainy. Annoyingly grey and annoyingly rainy. I am now in a new concept of student life, with only 2 classes per day and only 2, max 3 days of class per week. I guess this is what they mean when they say the second year is laid back, sadly enough that only started today and I have less than a month to go until classes finish. I have what, 8 days of class left in total? It is Spring everywhere else but here. Even in London it was Spring, but unfortunately before I got there, not while I was there. But it was good to go back, it was kind of one last time before moving back there for good. I even took an extra piece of luggage with winter jackets that I am assuming (probably wrongly) that won't be needed in Boston anymore! Grrrr it is so grey!

Everyone is going everywhere. Costa Rica, Colombia, Argentina, Dominican Republic, God knows where. I look outside the sunny window and people line up for taxis to Logan. My flight is later and simpler. I am off to London for the week. Hopefully B. will pick me up from the tube station as I doubled my bags filling them with winter jackets that I hope I won't be needing anymore in Boston. And then there is a far far away chance that Francesco might recognise me. Or maybe not. But I will be so annoying to him the next 5 days that he will HAVE to recognise me before he is off to is outage in Milan! Or at least I hope so! I am sorry in a way that I am not joining the girls in Colombia but at the same time I start wanting to go home more and more. It is sad that after all B. won't be home but I guess that means I will spend some time with myself, which sometimes is a really good idea. I am off now, taking off soon!

Today my post is for you, because you are so special, because I miss you so much, because life without taking off at 1 am to drive off town to meet you for one drink, beating rush hour to make it to the sunset and a carioca de limão, sleeping two hours after a night of chating away our hopes and dreams. Life without you is not the same and I wish I was there. Happy Birthday

...my sister Tania. It is her birthday today. She may not like it if I call her now (3.30am Lisbon time) so I will leave it here and hope that Diogo and Madalena fill her morning with happy birthday kisses! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Oh no, it has been more than 2 weeks! T-W-O weeks! Where is my new year resolution of writing at least once a week? And to replying to emails within aweek of arrival rather than a month? So maybe I am not keeping up with all my new year resolutions but at least I keep up with some. I don't do job search anymore (not that there is much to look for anyway), I do a lot of NGO CEO work rather than all-in-one person work, I got myself a PT and went to the gym more than once (and more than zero) this week (and the week is not over yet), I re-started my german lessons and I am even playing more the piano. So I do have good reasons for blogging less! But I will still try to be better! The thing that really cheered me up and was not on my new year resolutions was the TAN I got in Turks and Caicos. It could have been the ugliest island (which it was not) but the tan in my face would make up for any cheating taxi drivers charging "government regulated" rates Oh, and off course, th...