Finally...
I'm starting to feel better -- even did some gentle hacking, yesterday. I'm still as weak as rubber kitten stuffed to the gills with phtalates, though. But I'm regaining some sort of perspective. It feels like Akademy wasn't just a week, but months long to me. Memories are starting to come back.
Like the incredible helpfulness of the organizing team, who took me to the airport to fetch my delayed luggage, called cabs for us and who were in general great. The very nice woman of the kiosk near the hospital, who, when I asked her in my best Spanish for una cerveza, por favor, answered in English and told me she thought I deserved a cold beer. Nice woman. The family restaurants near the residence and the University, where we could just order everything on the first page of the menu and get a delicious assortment of dishes. The kids playing around until late. Gabriel, the waiter at the residence cafe, who could speak English, but refused to do so. I stymied him with my Greek, though! Guy with a definite sense of humour. Some very good talks -- and also a few that made me fall asleep. The small supermarket near the university, which was fun and friendly -- and the whopping great big 3+4 near the residence, which had an entire aisle devoted to sausage. Pity the only thing I wanted at the time was a little yoghurt. The airconditioning didn't do much harm to me; but I discovered that I'm almost completely dependent on having network if I expect there to be network. Deprivation makes me grumpy. Funny thing is, if I expect not to have network, then it's no problem.
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