Happy Endings...

Afternoon Bloggers,

Don't we all find it difficult, To be seperated only by a computer screen and a camera, but which actually represents hundreds or thousands of miles. Distance makes the heart grow fonder after all.

What am i talking about? Let me start where it all takes off.... the beginning.

They say you can't rush brilliance, but maybe you can... How can you meet someone, and then a few days later know that they may be perfect? Its a diffcult equation, full of lies, deceit, sneaking around and of course... Romance. A story set for Hollywood. A story to define a generation.

A brave young lad, a damsel in distress, a scary older sister, a protective brother-like mate, suspicion and deceit made it a very interesting week in Cádiz. A week that changed a lot of things, a lot of friendships, and made it one of, if not THE best week since i came over here.

Let me paint you a picture, a picture of life in Cádiz prior to this week....

There were the guys, new guys, and old guys, people here from September and those who have been here since Christmas. All friends, some romances, some friction between friends. All quite beautiful, all quite perfect. A brilliant life, an easy life, a year in the sun, an adventure throughout.

The Week was to follow the middle of the week before... am i starting to sound like Rebecca Black?! Anyway... The week before, oh how we enjoyed it!!! Copa Mundial 2.... A thrilling tournament, nail-biting entertainment and amazing support. So near yet so far... A loss against France in the opening group game gave us the kick up the arse we needed, and with 4 goals in 2 games we breezed past Spain and Italy into the semi-finals. But these were a different challenge. Finishing second in our group meant meeting, like usual, Germany in the Semis.... oh dear :( Lacking optimism, brimming with pride, we went into the game with our heads held high, and our arses clenched.... We battled to a spectacular 1-0 victory sealing our place in the final vs France. Would we get our revenge? Unfortunately not.... but we came so close... 1-0 down, then i made a boo boo, the worlds most spectacular own goal, leaving Ash helpless, and we were 2-0, i crawled off the pitch close to tears and head in my hands.... Then came the fightback, inspiration struck, the roar of the crowd, the roar of the three lions. And 2-1 came, a scrambled goal, a scrappy finish, just what we needed, just what we deserved. A fairytale ending? Afraid not... A quick break, a cracking finish and we found ourselves 3-1 down with 7 minutes remaining... 7 minutes were not enough, with 1 to spare i grabbed a brilliant header to make it 3-2 from a perfect Matty Stevens ball.... after a 7 minute bombardment, the keeper seemingly blessed by god, and the goal almost inpenetrable..... we lost. But we had our pride intact, but the French, cocky as ever, had won the Cádiz World Cup, and our supporters and ourselves headed home, sad and dissapointed at what could have been.

Drinks ensued, two days of boozing, lets call it 'drinking our sorrows away', but it wasnt jsut sadness we drank away. We had much to celebrate, comign 2nd out of 8 teams from around the world we won a bottle of whisky, and i, myself, named Ballon D'or (player of the tournament) after bagging myself 5 goals during the competition, beating the French to the prize just :) A bottle of rum was the prize, shots of both would take over the night.... A sign of things to come from the week ahead...

The week was as every other week goes, uni, drinking, and of course the beeeeach. Amazing weather to start of an amazing week. It hit heights of 34 degrees during a roasting week spent avoiding work, sipping on drinks with the sun in our faces, and then, when the winds died down, hitting the beach, towel in hand, smile on face. Then our Katie had visitors.

Katie Bilton, one of my best friends over here, mine and Matty's sister :) One little problem....

So Katie's family came over, amaaaazing family, especially Nana, 84 and living life to the full, sunning it up in Spain without a care in the world. Then Mummy and Daddy Bilton, amazing people, topping of an amazing family :) Oh and of course her little sister.... Claire. Oh yes. Claire :)

After having her drunken way with 2 numpties ;), Claire finally got third time lucky :p Sneaking around, trying to hide it from Katie, i was quickly starting to realise that this beautiful Essex girl was something special :) Standard techniques..... The Notebook came in handy, okay so maybe i was taking the 'Look after my little sister' thing a bit too far. But there was something about her, something alot of people cant and dont understand. 4 years isn't alot. :) Beautiful, Funny, (not gonna say Intelligent babe, sorry, i just can't lie to all these people) Mature, and crazy about me :) What more could i ask for? Some call it weird, some call it adorable, i call it perfect :)

Like to protagonists in a fairy tale sparks flew, i the handsome prince, her the ugly frog ;) or was that supposed to be the other way around.....! School playground flirting tactics, you know the drill, bring them down to your level, knock their self esteem out of the park, distinguish any chances of saying no, and them bam, bring out the charm :)

This obviously was the highlight of the week, obtaning the impossible. Breaking the rules :/ Crapping myself, What would Katie say? Would Mr Bilton have my knackers in a vice? Nope, no worries. Ginger charm prevailed. Katie, although not thrilled understand the scenario. The attraction was impossible to ignore.

But all good things must come to an end surely?.... Well not exactly, liek the end of a chapter in a book of our lives, Claire had to fly home. They say its so hard to say goobye. They are right. Like a Holiday romance it was seemingly dissapearing at the rate of her train pulling away from Cádiz. But all wasn't lost. She left with a sad face and a hoodie of mine. I left with a sad face and the memories of the last week, brilliant memories, but we were looking forward.

Forgive me LADS for i have sinned. To all those lads i have loved and lost in England, to my LadTag, to those messy nights out with the boys on the prowl... i say goodbye.... A missus on my arm, a smile on my face! Facebook official and i was a very happy guy. Too soon? Balls to that!! Not a day too soon!!

Claire Bilton. The Missus :) The Luckiest Girl In The World ;)

But we aren't here to hog the limelight.... Other romances blossomed this week. Friendships evolved.

We all made 3 new friends this week. We welcomed Mike, Sam and Dan to the group. 3 brilliant guys. 1 brilliant week. And what was on the horizon.... A newly single Laura, out of a long, torid relationship, once again... and our Dan, the man from Brazil, the man about the town. A perfect match :) The two beautifully vein drunkards, enticed by Dinner Jazz and Cointreau shots, another fairytale ending? I know both parties wish so...

A week and a half to remember, times we will never forget. New friends, and more.

So what ensues for me bloggers? Well a lonely time in the flat over Easter, but with friends over from Madrid this weekend, and the return of housemates next week, and then on the 6th of May.... after what will have been far too long, i will be in Essex, with the Bilton family and the beautiful Claire :)

Happy Blogging :)

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