With the new year I plan to return to the blog, even just once a week minimum. I have wanted to go back to writing weekly lines to tell what I please, put some pictures of my trips and the odd music video that I find interesting. Fresh air to the circle of mauri.
Christmas has past and as a storm has left me with severe consequences in the pocket and stomach. Here I am at home suffering from viral gastroenteritis appeared on the evening of kings and that would not surprise me that the real camel had run away after arriving at the door of my house and heard from within the roar of a lion all night. You have to see how bad passes instead of one when I'm sleeping with your head in the toilet. It was my first roscón year without Christmas, without farewell.
I had proposed a scheme every year after Christmas and this time came forward a day. I have not had that binge to family roscones beginning on the afternoon of five to six per night ended, and if there was still some seven in the morning I left for breakfast. this year without roscón and emptying and cleaning when I'm immersed in my first few hours of regime will have lost a few kilos, that are not much considering that I left over, but for a beginning must not hurts me.
still I have in mind that I deserve the farewell Christmas I have not had and so welcome the scheme as God commands, time to time.
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