So Matt has a couple of more job prospect up his sleeve and he practiced making his paella last night (it was the best he’s ever made) and I’ve met a lot more Americans who are leaving within the next week that have led me onto some more prospects for work, so seemingly all is well. I even ran into a friend from Cal…yes Cal! I haven’t been there in over a year, but she still recognized me! I was walking up the street from the grocery store when all I heard was, “Katie…Asselin?!?” Low and behold it was Jen Jamal from Rally Comm who is just finishing up her semester here. That was two days ago, which was an amazing day. The guy at the internet place gave us change for a 20 when all we gave him was a ten and Matt got sixty euros from his two day scheme at the restaurant. But it seems that with one good day, when everything seemed to be going our way, job wise and house wise (only a couple more days before we move in) some heavenly being seems to waltz up and shit on our doorstep and piss all over our parade.
Yesterday evening is when it was handed to us. The guy we were renting the room from (which we’re suppose to move in tomorrow) called Matt up and said we couldn’t move in, no excuses, just “lo siento mucho.” Even though he doesn’t speak English he should be glad he didn’t hear it from me because everyone knows the first thing you learn of a foreign language is all the swear words. We then heard from the Italian guy who we were suppose to share the flat with who claimed that he decided to stay in Granada this summer with his girlfriend and that they wanted the whole place to themselves. Now as reasonable as this seems…I think it’s a wheelbarrow full of cow caca because as Matt and I were perusing about town looking for work I kept seeing flyers pop up for the room we were suppose to rent. We did confront him about this and he claimed they were just old flyers, but with the booming downpour of a thunderstorm we had had the night previous, I was sure everything had been washed away.
Anyways, Matt and I proceeded to enjoy our dinner with Jen from Cal and her friend Shannon and then hunt about for some more places to inhabit. We’ve had more luck then two weeks ago, but still it was depressing and dull. We’ve called a couple of places and have a line up to look at today, all of which have been very promising and we’re sure we’ll have something sorted tonight. If not it’s back to looking and possibly staying where we are for another three weeks.
Other than that, Matt has a job interview tomorrow and I’m going out tonight to looking into this prospective “PR” position. Basically handing out flyers to passer-byers, so all those years of handing out flyers on Sproul Plaza won’t go to waste after all! I’ll check in tomorrow-hopefully with an address so you guys can send me my American comforts like mac n cheese and milano cookies. **hint, hint** Love you all and chat soon. Hugs!!!
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