Pax Memories
Ok, so I have finally come to terms with me, myself and my other self. I know I’m minutes away from leaving Pax, and though this would have been relieving any other day -going home after a hard day’s work- today I feel nostalgic and even want to work extra hours! That’s they way human beings are, I guess, contradictory. However, I’d love to be transparent right now, as I write this, and have guests ask somebody else all their constant brain-damaging questions (don’t get me wrong, deep inside I like them…)
Ok, so I told Kaylee and the blond Snowbie that there was gonna be a surprise in the blog after they came back, possibly tomorrow Monday. Well, it’s not an extraordinary present, just a recollection of the things I will remember from now onwards.
- Maria asking: ”Hay alguien en la 4 C?” (Just then, I’d check in the system if this bed was occupied – it should be empty – but somebody has slept there without letting reception know, and just then Maria would frown, slightly or strongly, who knows…)
- Nico telling a guest- who innocently asked how to get to La Boca at 6 pm- ”yo te digo, te van a violar, asi no mas”. Yes, Nico, you can be very straightforward sometimes. But I’ll also miss the fact that you could suddenly hear him speaking any language very fluently: German, Portuguese, English…
- Fausto, the day he opened the door to someone we didn’t know, and later explained to me: ”El loquito se creia que esto era la clinica”…
- Snowbie asking on the phone: ”Es posible traer por favor un cajon de cerveza?” (A beautiful translation from English ‘is it possible to…?)
- Kaylee’s usual phrases: ”Cheers, no probs!” and ordering on the phone: ”Papas al jorno” [sic]. I will also miss listening to her innocent sweet girly voice repeating phrases in Spanish: ”Que mala leche!” (I bet all my income she learnt this from N.A)
- Maxi saying ”Pone algo de Rodrigo, o reggaeton”, with his usual football shirt. And the way he called Kaylee’s name ”Kaili”
- Emilia explaining her day in detail: ”Esuchame una cosa, le tenes que cobrar a…” with shiny elegant details in her fingers and wrists.
- Pablo impatiently saying ”Caro, las llaves tienen que estar siempre aca, si?
- Manuel’s crazy hair and his incomprehensible Portunol, and the fact he always sais ”Depois” (”later”). ‘Manuel, me ayudas con esto? ”Depois” Manuel! ”Depois”. Jajaja.
- Ruda asking: ”Voce pode trocar $100”?
- I’ll also miss the nightime invisible Irish Leprechaun who messed with the Backpack system and the files, so that the following afternoon Kaylee would find so many incoherences and spend hours figuring out what on Earth had happened… No, I don’t do drugs.
- Chris Bogin, the day he left his hotmail account open, so that I could learn many things from his secret private life…his mother Barbara, his best friend psico-analyzing him through distant mails…yeah, sorry Chris, I guess you were right after all, I’m an ARSE… and vengeance is a sweet dessert.
By: Carolina Rs


