04 October, 2006

Rugby (or roogbee as they say it here)

The guys founded a rugby club nearby, actually in the next village. It's quite a trip to go there, the guys have to take the tube, then a bus and then walk some distance in the middle of nowhere to reach the club, twice a week, but we'll have a car soon and it'll be easier.

Rugby here is an unusual sport (football is the thing here) and it turned out that most members of the club are either British or Argentineans. My son's coach turned out to be another Argentinean, many kids have Argentinean or British parents and P. feels right at home there.
They're a really friendly bunch and sure enough somebody collects and takes the children to the club every Saturday.
P, mi son, love it.

Life is slowly taking the shape we wanted it to take.

However, every little achievement means a lot of thought and planning. It's a liberating feeling because to a certain extent means the chance of reinventing yourself anew, it allows the precious and rare oportunity to change those aspects of your life that you're not happy with. There's always the temptation of try and do everything as before, to live in little Britain by the sun as some expats do.
On the other hand is very tiring and demanding thing to do and you do loose a lot: friends, networking contacts, local knowledge, etc etc.

What'd you change if you have the chance? I'd really like to know the answer to that from my friends.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Claudia,

Alej says the weather is lovely, that something that's certainly not true for Bristol! Glad Patxi still has rugby! I wonder if there's a way that he could play for wales one day!

Take Care,

George

KlaudjaB said...

Not even a slim one, George.
Anyway and believe me, Spain needs him much more than Wales.

wanna visit us and enjoy the waves at the Costa brava? The weather is lovely and we're still wearing t-shirts.

Anonymous said...

maybe international one
p