The Argies use 'que bajon' a fair bit - it means 'what a downer', and sums up my recent trip to the UK. I went for two weeks, arriving back in Buenos Aires yesterday.
It was an unplanned trip to attend the funeral of my best friend: the dickhead decided to have a fatal heart attack at just 32yrs old; no age. Around 250 attended his funeral.
We did try to celebrate his life as best as possible in true British fashion: consuming large quantities of booze in his honour. The bloke was all about enjoying life and having a laugh and I did my best to 'be' how he'd have wanted me to.
It's a cliche, and easily said, but my mate passing so young has reminded me once again that you really shouldn't take anything, or anyone, for granted. Who knows what is around the corner? So, if you haven't contacted a close friend or family member in a while fire off an email tonight, or maybe make a random phone call later this week.
Another downer about my short visit to the UK was that I really noticed the effects of the current economic turmoil. The highest-class restaurant and bar in town had closed its doors for good, some of the best pubs had shut down, and several shops hadn't survived. Added to this was the fact that during my obligatory weekend binge drinking sessions catching up with friends the remaining pubs and clubs were virtually empty.
To top things off I arrived in the middle of a fairly typical British winter: perma-grey skies, wind, rain and cold temperatures. Horrible.
What a lovely cheerful update after 6 weeks of absence! :-)
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