Travelled to Vienna last weekend for a business meeting. Stayed at this shithole hotel “The Comfort Inn and Suites”. Scary that the tagline for the hotel was “A comfortable stay at a reasonable price”. These are two traits that I DO NOT look for in a hotel. I would prefer the tagline “an uncomfortable stay but semi-cool at an expensive price”. The curtains were traumatising me so badly with their floral pattern that I had to sleep with the lights on because I thought the flowers might come to life and eat me whilst speaking German. Basically, I worked the entire time I was there…BLAH!

The Danube

Came back on Monday and straight to the office. Stayed home on Monday night with Vincenzo and watched Donnie Darko. Mmmn, I really like that movie and will have to write something about the space time continuum at another time.

Tuesday to work and Spanish classes. Then out to Buddha Bar with Greg, Fredrik and Alex the German. Food sucks at Buddha. I figured out the reason the boys wanted to go and that is to see the models roam free in their natural habitat whilst picking on lettuce and looking bored. Ended the evening at City Hall where we ran into Vincenzo, Ariel, etc….

Wednesday went to cava lunch with Nigel. Drove around trying to find Tibidabo fun zone. Gave up and came home.

Tibidabo Fun Zone

Thursday birthday party for Dolores during the afternoon. Then to dinner with Alex and Sophie. Then to a new club opening - New York. Then to Otto with Greg and folks. Where we ran into Vincenzo and Ariel and Mark - again. Home at 5.30.

Friday - woke up at 9.30. Went to golf lessons. Then over to Montmelo track for grand prix. Spent the afternoon sitting in the vip booths of HP and Williams BMW eating lunch and chatting with Daniel. Highlight of the day - seeing Flavio! Home for a quick nap. Dinner with Nigel at 10.30-1.40. Then to City Hall where Vincenzo was DJing with Charles Webster. Ariel and Mark there again! Started a new game called MULLET. 1 point for man with mullet, 2 points for girl with mullet, 3 points for old person with mullet. You tabulate points at the end of the night and the loser buys drinks next time. And you have to scream and point - MULLET to get your points. Barcelona is the mullet capital of the world so it shouldn’t be hard to play this game… Home at 5.30.

Smart at Grand Prix F1

Saturday - today. Up at 10.30. Taking Vincenzo to the airport. Then to Giles’ birthday party this afternoon/evening.

Vincenzo n Garbanzo

Manana - Paella in the sun on the beach with Fiona planned…

BLAH!!!!