In fact the night it was short for me not because of the small Oly, but because of me and my jet lag, duet to the chemotherapy. Thus, at 3.00 AM I was already woke and needing to entertain myself reading until the breakfast time arrived. Since I woke I dreamt so much about the sausages I had in the fridge and a lovely scramble eggs in the table. This it was basically all the morning. After the breakfast I rest the hours left.
The search for new flat still need to carry on as the one we were looking did not work out.
Afterwards we had a visit of Veena what was a fantastic way to say hello to the weekend.
Beijos
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