As this was my last chemo-free day for who-knows-when it was a very self-indulgent one. After my usual morning routine and dreaded Bike Ride (whilst watching a chick flick on tv) I spent the afternoon just relaxing at home in very pleasant company and later on in the evening the girls and I went out for tapas. As the European Cup final was being played (Spain vs Germany) there was no problem getting a table at Bar Giralda. Afterwards we took a stroll and went for a nightcap on the rooftop terrace at the Hotel Doña Maria. Above you can see the view from our table.
Then Sevilla won the final 3-0 and all hell broke loose.
On our way out of the hotel I received a text message on my mobile phone from Blues Shark & Sara in London, who had been watching the match there. I hope they won’t mind me quoting it here but it made me laugh and also cry just a little…
Hiya! Just a quickie through the noise to let you know we’re thinking of you and wishing you all the best for tomorrow. Viva España! Viva az!!
Luckily I have something for them too! This pic was taken from the rooftop terrace. Click to enlarge.
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 12:35 am
I’ll be thinking about you tomorrow, Az.
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 12:49 am
‘ey up our kid!
I’m so glad the message got through.
Thinking of you tomorrow, and sending the good cosmic vibes and all that stuff’
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 4:51 am
Very glad your day was such a nice one, and that you spent such a pleasant evening with “the girls”.
I’ll be thinking of you tomorrow.
xoxo
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 5:59 am
Thinking of you, too
And great envy-inducing photos!
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 8:13 am
hi az thinking of you and hope all goes well today martin
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 8:16 am
Thinking of you
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 10:40 am
Well, it wasn’t too crazy here last night, though I could still hear the occasional football anthems being sung when I finally drifted off around 2am.
Then I was wide awake at 5 – nervous? moi?
Hello and welcome, MartinMc. Do I know you or are you a mystery commenter?
Okay, time to get ready and go (eep!). I’m so shit scared. What if this is the last time I feel this well and whole?
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 7:27 pm
nine hours later …
Arm hurts like fuck. Going out for emergency tapas & vino with the girls.
Monday, 30 June 2008 at 8:33 pm
That stuff burns going in. Doesn’t help that it has to be kept at 4 deg C, so your veins also go into spasm. Did you get the steroids? and the anti-sickness meds? and the antihistamines?. Man, I was headfucked after all that little lot, and they hadn’t even started with the chemo..lol
So do you have a break glass panel with a corkscrew behind it?! or do the spanish have an emergency number you can call? Guess it would be 666….
Tuesday, 1 July 2008 at 9:41 am
A rather subdued evening in Germany, as it happens. The Germans played like crap, so much so that my other half felt sure they were throwing the game.
Tuesday, 1 July 2008 at 10:38 pm
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