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    18 Month Anniversary!

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    Today is my year and a half anniversary living in Spain and what a year it has been. In the past, I have reviewed my time spent in Spain, at important junctures; in this entry I want to talk briefly about the way I am feeling, the emotions in have and the future for myself and Darrell, living here.

     The last eighteen months have been a rollercoaster ride. I have personally experienced more downs than ups. When you move anywhere to start a new life, you are greeted with an initial high, as you explore the delights of your new life; these first few months were akin to time spent on holiday; everything I did, was done with gusto. Like the story of my life, things never turned out the way I expected and my emotions changed, almost on a daily basis.  The plans we sowed at the beginning of our journey, did not materialise in the way we hoped they would. The emotions involved in such a traumatic break with the past, should not be underestimated; when one adds into the mix the difficulties of establishing and constructing a new life abroad,  I think it is safe to say, it has been an eventful eighteen months.

    ​So rather than looking back today, I am finally looking forward in a positive way. LoungeD has finally opened its doors and the future looks better now than it did. Renewed energy and focus are now my priority; happy to be facing the challenges of Managing a bar in Spain, as so many Brits have done before. I have had my own experience of running a business in the past, whilst living in the UK; my grounding in the hospitality field, will be invaluable, as I negotiate the hurdles of the future. 

    It has been wonderful to see those we hold dear, coming out to stay with us in Spain. Many of the hindrances I  experienced, during my first year, living in Gran Alacant, were born out of loss. Moving abroad, does create a great feeling of loneliness, even if you are surrounded by people, in your new chosen home. I spent a lot of time missing friendships that I had made over numerous years; many of them a generation old or more. Facing up to what had I left behind was a huge mountain to climb. The wonders of social media, has taken the edge off annexation, but this level of contact, still isn't the same as a face to face connection. Seeing people in the flesh, spending good quality time with them, has been a real bonus; I am grateful they came to see us. Other friends are still due to come and stay; personally, for me, the more the better; it has helped with my sense of well being, state of mind and the process of adjustment.

    This has been a most life changing and enhancing period for me. I made mistakes after the move to Spain, who hasn't, when making the decision to move abroad. The complications, hitches, barriers and impediments have been truly burdensome. Darrell and I still have many more hurdles to cross; however the advantages and rewards of Spanish life, do outweigh all of the anguish and discomfort; As I am frequently reminded, what would life be, without challenges; testing times maketh the man, so today I am more of a man than I have ever been.

    Thanks to everyone; friends, old and new, family and colleagues,  who have been there with us, as we forged our new life in Spain; we couldn't have done it without you!
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    Day Two!

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    Day two at LoungeD and things are going well. If I thought day one was busy, then day two was even busier; we had a great night. It's always good to see friends coming down for a drink; lots of familiar faces yesterday.

    It's been a while since I worked behind a bar, but I can safely say, I am enjoying every minute of it. The customers have been fantastic, a joy to serve and very appreciative of what we wanted to achieve at LoungeD; giving your patrons what they want, is a must in this business.

    Thanks again to everyone who came yesterday, we hope you enjoyed yourself; oh and don't worry, I wont be clogging up your facebook wall with a running commentary, on a daily basis; you can breath a sigh of relief!
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    Opening Day!

    LoungeD opened its doors yesterday; all of us who were a part of Gran Alacant's newest bar, were pleased at the number of people who came, especially as we hadn't arranged an opening night, but discretely opened the doors at 11am. 

    I thoroughly enjoyed myself, despite working thirteen hours. It was great to see customers enjoying themselves. Everyone loved how Lou and Ged had renovated the popular 'Hole in the Wall;' it does look fantastic.

    A big thank you to all of you who came, familiar faces and people I have never met before; you all made the start of LoungeD memorable; a wonderful day for us all!

    We look forward to welcoming you!
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    Television!

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    I wanted to talk a bit about television today; I have just started to watch a new comedy series from the USA; 'Superstore.'  I think the show is based on the British version, 'Trollied' and is absolutely hilarious. To be honest it is unlike me to be watching any American television, but since moving to Spain, I have done a lot of things I have never done before. The truth is, I've had a lot of time on my hands and not a lot of money, having not been working in a year, so the cheapest option, is to stay in and watch the TV.

    ​As banal as it seems, one of the most important issues for me, while living in Spain, is having access to British TV, without it costing a fortune. In Britain we paid a lot for television, about 70€ a month; in Spain I pay nothing and have access to far more channels than I did in the UK. Obviously things are done a little different here; as well as standard satellite, there are also a number of cable companies servicing the local area, including Grannet, Telecable and Gran Alacant TV. The costs are very similar but the standards of service do vary considerably. I choose not to pay for television at all, preferring to pay 22€ a month for wifi, through Grannet and streaming television through an android box.

    ​I brought the box off a man in a pub about a year and a half ago, it cost me about 80€ and came preloaded with various applications to stream live TV from many different countries, including Australia, which is great for Darrell. Currently I use Mobdro and Kodi as well as Showbox to play all the latest movies and television shows from the US and UK; everything for free; costs me nothing. Watching TV via the internet does have its challenges, especially with the wifi as it is. We often lose signal, living at the edge of a ravine; speeds can be slow and buffering a problem. I am not sure if this is an issue across Gran Alacant and can only speak for myself and what I experience. There are difficulties with the television service I receive in  Spain, but how can I really complain, when it's free. It does feel like stepping back in time in a number of respects, technology being one, but it makes this place home. I actually quite like the faults and complications that are part of the course; GA has character!

    So today I am sat in front of my TV watching all 24 episodes of 'Superstore,' which is certainly putting me in touch with my American side. If you ever get the chance, give it a try and watch it and any of the four programmes pictured below. In my sanctimonious Englishness, I always refused to watch anything imported from the US; I was missing out. There are clearly some great shows out there. Wherever you are watching the box, enjoy it, never say never; If you are watching it free and gratis, even better!
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    Sleep; rather lack of it!

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    I find myself with a little time on my hands today; 'best laid plans of mice and men,' to coin a phrase. No bad thing in my book, as last night was another sleepless one, for me at least. The hot weather currently descending across southern Europe; hotter, so much hotter than last year; is causing me to toss and turn all night and not in a good way. Just when you think it can't get any more humid, it does. As a person who never really liked the heat, I personally think I am adapting well, though others may disagree. There is 'something about the night' about me, refusing to leave the house, during more sunnier moments, which in Spain, is most of the time, but as one enters ones second summer living on the Costa Blanca, I am coping far better than I did last year; except at night!

    Myself and Darrell tend to sleep in separate beds at the moment; a lack of sleep brought about by the heat of the night compounded by the snores of ones husband is not an option I have as yet contemplated. Darrell's snoring has been a great source of angst over the years. If Darrell lays flat on his back, the noise is unbearable. I have learned to push him on to his right side, his face against the wall; in this repose rarely a snore can be heard. One has to sleep with ones elbow extended to his side of the bed; laying flat becomes an impossibility, keeping Darrell on his side, silent, not a peep. In the UK, I would also wear ear plugs, in Spain, finding a pair, is tantamount to wasting yet another two hours of ones life, like the queue in the bank; in Spain, I just cope. The extended elbow also helps with Darrell's sleep apnoea. I am a very light sleeper; as I hear a pin drop, I can detect when Darrell stops breathing. A short sharp nudge in the back, brings him back to life. Of course sleeping separately, I just cross my fingers and hope for the best!

    Myself and Darrell have very different sleeping patterns you wont be surprised to learn. We are opposites in everything we do, sleep being no exception. As an insomniac, I have to sleep in a darkened room, with no light extending through the window. Shutters down, curtains drawn to prevent a single ray of light hitting the bedroom wall. Silence is a must; doors and windows closed, to shut out any possibility of waking; normally no bad thing, but during these humid nights, making it practically impossible for me, let alone Darrell to sleep. Dozing in a sweat box, with only an old rusty fan to keep one company, blaring in ones face for the duration, isn't conducive to a good nights sleep, especially when the fans front fascia, protecting fingers and toes from the blades, keeps falling off, crashing on the marble floor twenty or so times a night.

    So why not open the window or balcony door? I hear you ask! That's a simple one to answer; the Spanish wildlife! In Britain you are awoken gently by the dawn chorus; birds tweeting in the day; in fact the alarm on my phone, has a variety of British birds squawking ever louder. A relaxing, non stressful introduction to the day ahead! In Spain the crickets noisily whistle all night and day. It was a sound I used to love when I holidayed on the med in the past, an annoying tone akin to white noise now. An open window or door risks the intrusion of a cricket, that can never be found. The screeching unmistakable, their whereabouts impossible to determine. Keeping these little wonders of nature out of the house is a must!

    Not only do we suffer the ravages of crickets, but we have a number of other obstacles to contend with; a ravenous mosquito population, the clicking cockroaches, the lizards, spiders as big as your hand, Palm beetles and drunken holiday makers returning from the bars; living in Spain, on the edge of a crevasse, picturesque or not, does have its downsides. All entry points for the roaches are now blocked, the windows covered in fly screens; so far all working well and I have not yet seen another threatening menace greeting me on the bedroom floor.

    I have been an insomniac for as long as I can remember, up until I came to Spain, I took a number of sleeping pills, just to feel somnolent, let alone narcoleptic. Needless to say, like so may things in my life, they eventually stopped working and just made my lack of sleep worse. Taking four hours to eventually tire each night is not normal; living in Spain, has just made me more tired than ever. Laying on a bed worrying, thinking and procrastinating about my new life; fretting about not being able to sleep, making me agonize ever more; a chink of light through the curtain, unruly wildlife and a husband who remains incompatible in the bedroom, in the sleeping sense, just makes for many more wakeful, restless hours.

    There is an upside to all this; I am not moaning for the sake of it; I enjoy my sleepless nights somewhat; a little less than I did, but it is my favourite time, the period when I do and think the most. In creative terms, insomnia produces great expression of thought; my overactive mind, working ever harder to record my dreams and recollections from the day. I have always worked best in the dark, inspiration built from the light of the moon. Although I sleep little, I rest enough to recharge and reset, what more can I ask for. Too much sleep is bad for the soul!
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    Fare thee well Kiefer!

    So today, it was farewell to another friend, Kiefer, who has been staying with us in Gran Alacant. In the UK, Kiefer used to turn up on our doorstep at all hours. In all but name, him and his brother are like family to us. Despite having a go, telling him not to do it again, we adored him really. In Spain Kief was on his best behaviour; it was a pleasure having him stay here; I am going to miss having him about, as I know Darrell will.

    We only have a few slots left for summer visitors now, so if you wish to come over, please message me. We would be delighted to have you stay with us. 

    There are times I miss everyone from home terribly, so seeing friends, like Kiefer, is a great healer. It is certainly allowing us to finally settle down, happy where we live!
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