
Hola Amigos. Hemos estado a España por nuestros días de fiesta.
For the uninitiated - this is Spanish to tell you've we've been on holiday. Guess where too? Well, having returned from the land of killer mosquitos and marauding bulls, I have only just solved the biggest problem of them all - how to order a pint of beer without some greasy Spanish youth looking at me totally gone out and repeatedly saying "Que" like Manuel on acid.
The written Spanish word for beer is "cerveza", which for your average Brit abroad is going to be pronounced '-curve -acer'. It is this pronunciation that got me howls of derision from other family members (who I might add, consistently spoke to every single Spanish person in fluent unbroken English, without so much as a thought that they might not be understood) and had several members of the Spanish waiter community thinking, "just ask me in English mate and get on with it!"
Well it's no wonder they didn't understand. I have now been onto a Spanish translation site which actually speaks the words and would you Adam and Eve it, but cerveza is pronounced "-dead -vaitza". No bloody wonder I couldn't get served without waving my arms around and pointing at what other people had got. "Dead waiter" - my arse!
Right - enough piffle about our European cousins, and back to our doubling. We've told you already, the next stage is going to be cracked in one go, but that hasn't stopped us finding money in the mean time ............where? - I eagerly hear you ask. Only in the slot machine arcade in the airport whilst waiting to fly out - you know the ones where you put your money in the slot in the top and it drops down onto a number of different moving levels. The coins then either get stacked up or cascaded down onto a lower level until eventually some get pushed over the edge as a pay out. The great thing is that sometimes, just the continual movement of the machine and gravity causes money to randomly drop out without feeding anything in at the top.
Bingo, 30p lying lonely in the tray on my way past to the Gents, and a further 50p dropped into the same tray by the time I was coming back. Together with a further two 1p coins lying randomly on the carpet, this proved to be a very profitable excursion passed an amusement arcade and a life first of coming away from one of those things in profit, and without spending so much as one penny - weh hey!
So, up to £93.15 and with Thursday 28th looming ever closer, preparations are well in hand.
Adios amigos - and thanks for still reading this bull. See you soon. Que?



