I never thought finding a ship to start continue my training as an officer (i.e. cadet on board) would be soooo difficult. I have sent uncountable applications and I haven’t got any positive reply until now.

Actually…my C.V is not brilliant. I have almost no experience. However, I am applying as a student on board, not as a worker! Then, my grades are not bad and I speak Spanish, English and French. I cannot speak Japanese, Korean or Dutch but I try to learn. That also counts, doesn’t it?

I don’t know why they don’t even reply….

Anyway, tomorrow I will go personally to the offices here. I will tell them that not replying is a bad habit and shows no manners XD

Well…In fact, I will tell them I would like (really like, please -I beg you!) be a cadet under their company…

Sometimes I can’t believe the things that happen to me. 

Today, I tried to go to the city hall in the morning to get my residence permit, but I didn’t wake up on time. So I went during the break, almost running, just to find it was already closed. So i went back to the University.

On the way, I found a Spanish restaurant and, since it was not expensive (as much as you can put in a 500 ml box for 5€) I decided to enter and ask for something. And, of course, the cooker was Spanish, so we started talking about what we were doing here, where we were from in Spain, etc. I didn’t tell him anything, but he told me he was looking for someone who could work in the other restaurant (comocomo) and if I knew somebody interested…I answered: <<me!>>

So…I have been offered a job. Tomorrow I will call him and we will fix a timetable. If it is convenient, I will accept the job…

Spanish (y olé)

A veces no me creo las cosas que me pasan.

Hoy intenté ir al ayuntamiento por la mañana para conseguir un permiso de residencia, pero no me levanté a tiempo. Así que fui durante el descanso del almuerzo, casi corriendo, para encontrarme con que estaba cerrado, con lo que me volví a la universidad.

Por el camino, me encontré con un restaurante español y, dado que no era muy caro (todo lo que puedas poner en una cajita de 500 ml por cinco euros) decidí entrar a comer algo. Y, por supuesto, el cocinero era español, así que nos pusimos a hablar sobre ded dónde éramos, qué hacíamos allí, etc. No le dije nada, pero él sí que lo hizo: me dijo que estaba buscando empleados que pudieran trabajar en el otro restaurante (comocomo) y si conocía a alguien que estuviera interesado… a lo que respondí <<¡yo!>>

Así que…me han ofrecido trabajo. Mañana llamaré por teléfono y pondremos un horario. Si es conveniente, aceptaré el trabajo^^