Ya estoy de vuelta de Formigal, cansado pero muy contento.
He vuelto a esquiar, mis rodillas se han portado muy bien y he recuperado un nivel 'bastante decente', lo cual no está nada mal. Además he tenido muy buenos compañeros de clases, Aurora, Esther, Miguel, Manuel , ..., y mejores compañeros de viaje, David, Nandi, Nene, Olga, Noe, Alberto, Bienve, Bea, Toni, Fernando, Luque, ... todos en realidad. Lo he pasado genial.
Ha hecho buen tiempo, salvo el miércoles que entre la nieve y el viento sólo pudimos esquiar por la mañana, el resto de días los aprovechamos al máximo, sobre todo el viernes que 'había que darlo todo', jejeje. El año que viene me apunto seguro, el que no se si podrá venir es David que espera para Julio su segundo hijo, esta vez un niño, y ya con dos niños la cosa está más complicada.
No he dormido demasiado estos días, los ronquidos de David suenan como una estampida de elefantes (como si alguna vez hubiera escuchado alguna) y como los tapones no servían, al final tenía que ponerme el ipod a todo volumen y esperar a caer dormido por agotamiento. Por eso ayer dormí una siesta de más de seis horas, aunque creo que no es mi record.
Espero que lo del sms sea verdad y que Madrid (contigo dentro) me echara de menos.
Everything but the girl (EBTG) - Missing
I step off the train,
I'm walking down your street again,
And past your door,
But you don't live there anymore.
It's years since you've been there.
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space,
You've found some better place,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone.
We'd walk behind while you would run.
I look up at your house,
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Back on the train,
I ask why did I come again.
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address?
And the years have proven
To offer nothing since you moved.
You're long gone
But I can't move on,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
I'm walking down your street again,
And past your door,
But you don't live there anymore.
It's years since you've been there.
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space,
You've found some better place,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone.
We'd walk behind while you would run.
I look up at your house,
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Back on the train,
I ask why did I come again.
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address?
And the years have proven
To offer nothing since you moved.
You're long gone
But I can't move on,
And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain
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