La Oficina en Madrid

This is my second time to the office in Madrid. Although smoking is allowed, and sometimes the air-conditioning does not keep up with the sun’s heat, I enjoy the office because I really like all of the people here. So it’s been good to see them again and to hear a steady flow of the Castilian brand of the language commonly known as Spanish.

Earlier this week, as I was saying hello to the accounting staff, several of them asked how Los Sanfermines were. Wow, I had almost forgotten! The last time I came to this office was in May 2003, when I was anxiously looking forward to running with the bulls in the streets of Pamplona. I guess these Spaniards were so impressed (and undoubtedly stupefied) that I was planning to run that they have not forgotten even after two years. Many of them claimed to have been watching the TV as the casualties were announced each day, hoping not to see evidence of this American named Tim being hurt.

I guess it is good to be remembered, whatever the reason!