All of you who have been waiting for something to happen know how slowly the time goes...but, even slowly it DOES go...so we finally have left our jobs, our house and our routine to go and search for the unknown and explore the world...or almost... As a kind of a training, we start our trip on familiar lands, where we can understand the language and know people...because you have a house where you have friends... We were in Santander a couple of years ago, and the highlight was a "cave expedition" which we wanted to do again... But this time we weren't so lucky... our own private cave-guide was on holidays himself so we couldn't do it again... it was quite disappointing, really, as it is a fantastic experience, but we went river-rafting kind of thing ... read more

The worse nightmares of a waitress are the Surrey housewives and the teenagers... well, the restaurant were I work seems to have them both by the million... I've been working there, on and off, for about three years... and I have decided to put my little stories together to give a clearer idea of how a Spanish girl feels working in a restaurant in Surrey... Worse times: -"I want the foreign girl to be our servant, mummy!!", said by a 5 year old. The parents didn't say anything... -"Do you speak English?", said by...many people; and I wonder: would that person and I be having any kind of conversation if I wouldn't speak English?...I admit I have an accent (I'm Spanish and I can't and don't want to lose my accent) and I probably have many ... read more

When I see Surrey from the ground I see a place full of "Surrey-housewives", those evil creatures that go to restaurants to complain about how much dressing their salads have or how their Pinot Grigio is not cold enough, unleash their little terrifying monsters to let them run through the restaurant and spend hours talking about nappies, useless au-pairs o high heels... From the sky, Surrey opens to a new dimension... I've been waiting since September to do this, as Dax decided that, turning 30 was a perfect opportunity to give me something that, despite of having vertigo, I have always wanted to do...ride a hot air balloon!!...the craziness of the cows and sickness of the sheep kept us waiting for 8 long months...but the day was finally here... Our captain's name was Tony and his ... read more

This is a spanish-only blog for those who don't speak english to try and explain them how to get around this site...you guys are not missing anything here, really... but we hope you enjoy the pics... Este es un blog para explicar a los que no hablais ingles como manejaros por esta pagina...y para anunciaros nuestras intenciones de recorrer un pedacito de este mundo para volver a Europa empezando en septiembre de este año, despues de la boda y terminando en...bueno, cuando sea que lleguemos a Europa o cuando se nos acabe el dinero...¡¡lo primero que pase!!; aqui podreis leer como nos va y dejarnos comentarios (de apoyo, a ser posible, ¡¡por favor!!) Cada vez que escriba una entrada en el diario, los que estais en mi lista, recibireis un email (en ingles, claro) diciendo ... read more

De vez en cuando, a una le apetece cambiar un poco el letargo del sofa y salir a explorar los alrededores para conocer un poco mas el sitio en el que vive, que despues de 5 años aqui, he de reconocer que he viajado mas al "extranjero" que dentro de Inglaterra...y aunque siempre digo que es porque es casi mas barato viajar a cualquier otro pais que viajar dentro de este...no es del todo verdad... Ayer decidimos irnos unos cuantos a Crangleigh con la excusa del Bonfire, o sea, una hoguera, que hacen cada año para celebrar que, en 1603, Guy Fawkes y unos cuantos amiguetes mas no consiguieron volar el parlamento como protesta por el trato que los catolicos recibian del rey James I. Las hogueras las hacen casi en cada pueblo, pero la de ... read more