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Indy’s BLOG – Pharmacy Miracle… 10,50 Euro saved!

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Normally you think a pharmacy is expensive and that you surely will pay loads of money for your pills. Today Vil went to the pharmacy to buy some pills. Normally he uses Nexium, because his doctor said so. “Nexium (esomeprazole) is a proton pump inhibitor that decreases the amount of acid produced in the stomach.”

The pharmacist said: “We don’r have Nexium on stock, but you can use a generic Omeprazole because it’s literally the same substance. The Nexium would be available this evening and 12,75 a pack. The Omeprazole is available now and 2,25. What do you want?”

SERIOUSLY, …. that’s a question? 10.25 Euro saved!

Thanks Pharmacist

Survival Tip: Always ask for generic medicine.

Indy’s BLOG – LIKE hunting Place de Catalunyia ….

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Tomorrow we will go “LIKE hunting”!,

we will go to Place de Catalunyia, Ramblas, the beach, Place de Gracia, Gotic Quarter, Born…. We go wherever the tourists are and give out my Facebook Page to collect new Facebook LIKES.

This is a new kind of “begging”. Not asking for money anymore…. Ok, we would take Bitcoin 🙂 and other coins, but our main focus is my Facebook page.

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Let’s see how many LIKES we can make in a few hours.

Exited…..

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Vil prepared tiny flyers with my Facebook page address and some bigger ones we will stick on the walls.

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Sure you know these guys playing an instrument insanely loud in the underground asking for your money. We don’t sing, don’t dance or play any instrument, we are different, we just sit there, wait and collect LIKES.

How many LIKES we can collect a day. Ten, twenty, even more……? No idea. We will calculate the LIKES per HOUR and see if it’s worth.

See you tomorrow in town.

Indy’s BLOG – Thinking ….

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Vil:
“We are pretty screwed right now. In two weeks we need to leave the room and there is still no real job in sight…..”
Vil lights up a cigarette and inhales the smoke deeply.
Indy:
“We had worse. You remember last summer in Gava or Sitges? Homeless, sleeping for months at the beach, under bridges, stealing Wi-Fi, running from Police and Security, most of the time broke, hungry and the thirst was the worst. Now we are not hungry, we have a bed and it’s warm.”
Vil:
“And for how long? This is no stable situation. I am a bit tired about the uncertainty, the fuckups and all the unnecessary hazzle, I could use a bit more ‘silence’ and less up and down in the ‘roller coaster called life’.”
Vil continues to smoke his cigarette and the curly smoke shadows blue.
Vil:
“I started to apply for jobs all over Europe. Let’s see who comes back to us. Maybe we need to leave Spain and go somewhere else.”
Indy:
“And what about yesterdays interview. That was a job in Barcelona. The recruiter sounded quite impressed with your cv and he said that you would be a perfect match for the team.”
Vil:
Vil is not very enthusiastic.
“Yes, he sounded interested, but who knows? There are plenty of younger and cheaper people out there, which are also applying for this role. All the time I am ‘too qualified’ or the manager suxx.
We are in Barcelona for around ten months and we are still fucked. We lived in five shitty places and I had already four jobs. The combination of stress at home and stress at work is no good for me, you see how that ended the last time. I needed to stay in the ICU, vomiting blood and you needed to stay with crazy ‘Mr. Hauptmieter’. No fun at all!”
Indy:
“If you would have been totally healthy, all that wouldn’t have happened. I understand your frustration, but now you know why you are sick all the time! Now, you are not sick every morning, you don’t need to take so much medicine, you feel better and the power is coming back. Isn’t that more important then having a job?
“You are fucking alive and for me that’s all what counts.”
Job is no problem and living at the beach wasn’t too bad. I miss swimming in the ocean in the morning anyway. “
Vil:
“But we might need to go to a place with no beach, much less sun and maybe horrible food. “
 Indy:
“That sounds very bad, but we will still be together. I promise, that I will be with you all the time. We are together for more then five years, we traveled thousands of kilometers, we lived in Germany, France and Spain and I won’t miss a moment.
I know that it’s very hard to find a good room for us, because everyone loves dogs, but no one wants to house them. You needed to pay and organize all the time and I am very thankful for that. You are my best friend, forever.”
Vil:
“You have a cold nose.”
Indy:
“I know.”

Indy’s BLOG – My Spanish bank SUXX! 

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Spanish banks are a catastrophe, their service is no good, slow and they overcharge you for everything.

On Wednesday at 08:25 am Vil put a chèque into his bank account, he asked when the money will be available and was told “in two days”.

Now is Sunday, fucking FIVE days later, 12:15 and the money is still not available. The statement shows the money for days on his account, but it’s still not available.  And the best. For that shit service he needed to pay 3,75 Euro?!

Thank you Caixabank! https://www.caixabank.es

WTF?!

[Update] – The money was again NOT available the following Monday 09. Jan. at 12:00! They promise that the money will be available later today.

[Update II] – 21:30 The money is still NOT available.

[Update III] – The money was available after SIX days!

Caixa you suck!

Indy’s BLOG – On the way to Badalona… 

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It’s cold tonight. Nothing compared to the German weather right now, but cold enough to make you shiver. Today we went to Barcelona City Centre and enjoyed the day. Now we are in our way back to Badalona, back to the “crazy house” where nothing is sure. It’s a possibility, that the landlord went on with his eviction order and cleared the house, that the door will be locked,  the lock changed when we come “home” and then we have no place to go. Ok,  the chance is not very high, but it’s a real possibility and the reason we desperately need a new place as soon as possible.

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