I just feel bad for the people that have paid around 1000 euros to see Portugal and they end up being 7 whole days with me. Shit happens, ey? xD
Oh well, enough with this crappy text, I really don´t have anything to say, except that I don´t think that I´m going to be so nervous, I´m guessing I will enter that door with a "wtf-just-happened" expression. And honestly, I really don´t know what to hope for....! When people go to job interviews, they usually don´t go there just to do rec-work, they actually want the job. But me...I don´t know, I´m not liking this tendency of mine of "it-went-well-but-deep-down-I-dont-want-it" cuz that is just self-sabotage. :P And that sucks.
So.......to wrap this monologue-thingie up.......I hope that they have a nice deal, that it allows me at least for the time being, to visit Portugal for one week every now and then with a bunch of retired people and bitter divorcés. That sounds, uhm....nice.
(Stupid is blocking the view)