After all, I'm home. This could be the title of the history of my last months. Since last summer, I leave my house to work like lifeguards in Elche's beaches. The summer season started early, but also to what I'm used, because other years which I've worked like lifeguard I started at the end of Juny. The day 16, we were already on the beach so anyone drowned. For me, it is all a litte big different. I've never worked on the beach but I liked so much from the beginning, and I was asking about things all the time. I wanted to know everything about how work there. It was really very interesting, I think this was a dream for me.
But, like in each beginning in which you work with different people, I had some concern about them, because I wanted to enjoy that experience and I didn't want to have any problem. In this aspects, I don't know if I had lucky or simply all of us are similar or, at least, perfectly compatible. In any case, if I was enjoying to stay there, it was amazing when I began to meet them. It seems we know of our life, any stupid discussion by misundertanding, but that made us more empathetic, so we knew it wasn't maliciously. Really, I am happy to know to each one. Apart from this, warmth, the good temperature, the constant joking among us, the breakfast with Fran after the bicycle with "the usual" of the waitrees in the same coffee shop, etc, etc, etc. I think it was my best summer job and my best summer. Ahhh¡¡ I forgot it, spent of the summer with Fany also helps in the cause :P.
