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Topic: Noz Update
Thursday, 01 June 2006
I’m waiting in the hotel reception for the others in my little Barcelona Business Troop, boppin’ to Beyoncé on the MP3 player. She loves to love me baby.
We had a nice night last night. They loaded us all into busses and drove us to one of Barcelona’s oldest Cava Distilleries (and vinyard’s, possibly, but we only saw the buildings themselves). The architecture had than Barcelona quirkiness, even despite its age, and the main venue hall where they served dinner was very impressive. We were all corralled into an area in front of the main building and served hors d’ouvres. Huge brick archways made up a long hall lined with hundreds of barrels, each of which had had a candle placed on it. In the middle they laid out the tables and we had a unremarkable a la cart meal.
After the meal they cracked out the Latin band. I wasn’t warmed up yet, so I didn’t start dancing until after midnight. I figured we were in Spain so I wasn’t in a rush, but in fact after only two songs we all got hustled back in the busses and carted back to the hotel. Meh. Few drinks in the bar and some ridiculous jokes and we called it a night.
An Irishman goes into a doctor’s office with a steering wheel coming out of the zipper in his trousers.
The doctor says, “What’s that steering wheel doing there?”
The Irishman says, “Ach, Doc! It’s drivin’ me nuts!”
There was more…
Love!
Noz