Hanging Out in Tenerife
I have tried to blend with the locals by carrying heavy bags of shopping on my head, but I think I will stick to no hands on the bike instead. They have 300 years of experience over me.
I cannot remember how to spell the simplist of English words now.
My neighbour is an eccentric old english women with the stereotypical number of cats and the rest. I had a dinner date with the 71 year old lady the other night but she was too drunk to walk the distance (safely) to the local restaurant.
I seem to pass as an Italiano over here which is good porque it means I probably have the phonetics closer than the average Scot - or maybe it is just the blue eyes! Now, I am playing with this and pretending to be italian when speaking to clueless tourists!
I have the hostel to myself quite often and have become a very amateur english-spanish translator for the German people. Most places I stay I lock myself out a ridiculously high amount of times; no exception here. The hostel is the best yet though for unorthodox entry because it has a 40 foot climbing wall (with 5 routes!) built into the south facing wall. Once I have taken off my road cycling shoes I have some freestyle climbing culminating with a rather tricky overhang - the balcony. Still alive.
It raining today so I hope to visit the gym. Gyms make me yawn - so boring. Anyway, the gym I go to has more entry security than an airplane. It has a palm recognition and PIN number to get in. Air travel is not as dangerous in comparison then.....?
Next season will either be an average performance or complete success. Being out here, not working and pretending/being to be a full timer puts a lot of pressure on me. So it will be difficult to get the balance just right. I am looking to do some trail re-building here in the nat. park
Bastante! James
posted by James Ouchterlony @ 11:27 AM
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