So here I sit. a couple thousand miles from where I was twelve hours ago. I would say ‘from when I woke up’ but I never really went to sleep el noche pasado.
I spent the last week in Puerto Rico, working all day and scoping out the place at night. I was amazed at the familiar affability of the locals. Everyone dressed to the nines all the time. And yet, even the beautiful woman wearing Versace would go out of her way to guide you personally to where you needed to go.
The way that people would look you in the eyes struck me the most. I loved it.
I still have sand in my shoes from my last walk down the beach this morning.
More updates and pictures, coming up. First I need to finish my expense report and get some sleep.
Sounds like you had an amazing time! Can’t wait to see the pictures! You are a lucky dog! I like the color scheme on your blog!
Puerto Rico ooh I’m jealous!
Sounds like a Dido song.
Two weeks away it feels like the world should’ve changed
But I’m home now
And things still look the same
I think I’ll leave it till tomorrow to unpack
Try to forget for one more night
That I’m back in my flat on the road
Where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can’t watch sunset
I don’t have time
I don’t have time
chorus:
I’ve still got sand in my shoes
And I can’t shake the thought of you
I should get on, forget you
Why, why would I want to
I know we said goodbye
Anything else would’ve been confused but I wanna see you again
Tomorrow’s back to work and down to sanity
should run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here
Try to remind myself that I was happy here
Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away
From the road where the cars never stop going through the night
To real life where I can’t watch sunset
And take my time
Take up our time