Sin Logica

Or, how I uprooted my life and moved to Spain to get my MBA in Spanish (and eat lots of jamon)

“Just one more” May 3, 2008

Filed under: musings — crystalbrooke @ 1:10 pm

I’m not one to wax super nostalgic, but there are things I’ve missed, REALLY missed, since I’ve been here. One of those things is the “just one more” phenomenon. (Also known as “famous last words.”) In Boston, I had a regular crew of folks with whom I could belly up to the bar and while away the hours talking about who-knows-what (probably just variations on the regular themes — boys, work, boys, the future, boys, politics if it was late in the night, back to boys… and so on), but having SUCH a good time that every time our pint glasses were empty, we’d look at each other and say, “aw, what the hell… just one more.” The point, of course, is NOT the beer — it is the good time being had shooting the breeze with a dear friend (I won’t name names, but YOU know who you are!!).

In Barcelona, the role of the “just one more” companion has been left woefully vacant. When that moment comes, the critical moment when we say “eh, eff it, we have responsibilities, but tomorrow is Saturday, so they can wait,” my companions invariably say something to the effect of “well, I have a group meeting tomorrow, so I should get going,” or “I’m exhausted, I’m gonna take off,” or simply “okay, this has been fun, but I’m done for the night.” And it’s not like it’s even late — usually it’s, like, 11pm, maybe midnight. By Boston standards, that’s freaking early, so don’t get me started on LOCAL standards! 11pm is the BEGINNING of a night out, not the end!!

Which brings me to last night. Last night, after Graci and I finished up a law case we were working on (dude, she’s totally the brains behind THAT operation, that’s for sure — mostly I just try to help by typing out the questions, or something) we headed out for a mojito at a local little bar that I just love. And guess what? After we finished our mojitos, we looked at each other and said, “aw, what the hell — bartender, dos más, por favor!” And THEN, we even stopped by BK for some fries and headed to Raul’s bar for “just one more” beer. Heaven! We were having so much fun that we wanted to keep hanging out! Hurray!!!

Of course, as we know, some of my all-time-favorite “just one more” companions will be appearing in my city directly, and I’m pretty damn excited about that, but in the meantime, it’s nice to know that Graci can hang as well.

 

One Response to ““Just one more””

  1. kim e. Says:

    I think that I’ll be able to support you with the “just one more” phenomenon. You might have to twist my arm like a little bit but I’m sure that I will able to have, just one more with you anytime!


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