EN: Warning: This post is over two years old, so it's possible that the views, opinions, links or instructions reflected on it do not correspond with the way I think now or the way things currently work. I have evolved (and so have the World and the Internet), so it might be advisable to just take this entry for a glimpse into the (my) past.
ES: Atención: Este artículo tiene más de dos años de antigüedad, de modo que los puntos de vista, opiniones e instrucciones que se vierten en él pueden no corresponder con cómo pienso ahora o cómo funcionan las cosas en la actualidad. He evolucionado (y también lo han hecho el mundo e Internet), así que probablemente lo más recomendable sería entender esta entrada como un simple reflejo del (de mi) pasado.
We have just realised that my boyfriend met my sister in Poland some three months before he saw me for the first time :shock:.
He and one of his friends helped my sister an her travel mates to get to their hostel in Cracow; I hadn’t been able to go with them because I had loads of work by then, so they had gone on their own. My now boyfriend and his friend went to help my sister and her friends because they had heard them speaking in Spanish.
Isn’t it funny?
There’re a number of casualities like this in our love story, I must right the novel of it and I will become as famous as Barbara Cartland :geeked:. You’ll see :mrgreen:.
On the other hand, now we know that my boyfriend will not be able to come with me to Poland next semester… :eh:.