Getting lost and finding hopes

I think that walking around and getting lost is a great way to know a new city. The Argentinean writer Borges wrote somewhere that he used to practised until he perfected the art of getting lost and thus got to know the soul of a place.

Well, we did it today. It was a bit cloudy and instead of going to the beach we took the tube and just walked along at the neighbourhood of Gracia.
In doing so we came across a bookshop that specialised in used books in English!! Great because we're running out of books and new ones in English are awfully expensive let alone hard to find. The place is called Hibernian bookshop (mush be some Irish connexions here) and it has a good selection, from chick-lit to young adults and not too out of date. Later on I googled it and found their web page and that they do more than sell books so I'm going to send them my CV, just in case they need someone. A long shot but it´s never too early to start searching for a job.

The plan, job wise, is to wait until my son is settled at school. I think that is going to take him a couple of months until he feels comfortably enough with the new everything. The lucky boy is going to learn a new language because school is fully in Catalan here. Due to the great number of immigrants, every schools has some sort of helper just for foreign children and my son also has the advantage that he can use Spanish if he get lost, and a bit of French that he already learn in England.

I also need to concentrate in finding and buying a flat before the end of the year, and that alone is going to be as time consuming as a fulltime job.

However, I'm not a natural housewife and I'll get mad if I do that for longer than a few months. I need the social side of having a job and, of course, the money will be most welcome.