Comments on: ‘Volando Voy’/'Should I Stay or Should I Go?’ http://www.noturnoeceleste.com/2009/10/volando-voyshould-i-stay-or-should-i-go/ Exploring the world between the Anglo-Saxons and the Latins. Song by song. Sat, 10 Oct 2009 12:18:53 +0100 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: admin http://www.noturnoeceleste.com/2009/10/volando-voyshould-i-stay-or-should-i-go/comment-page-1/#comment-3 admin Thu, 01 Oct 2009 18:43:20 +0000 http://www.noturnoeceleste.com/?p=21#comment-3 As an aside I wrote this: "Maybe if I'd never left, this Pandora's box wouldn't have been opened and I wouldn't be going through all these pains. Maybe I should pack up my things and go back home to start a proper life in the real world. I could get a proper career and work in a high-stress - but well-paid - environment. I could be working 45 hours a week instead of a measly 20 and receive much better financial benefits. I could be living with my compatriates, talking in my language with people who really understand me, enjoying jokes about television shows we both know. Talking about the latest celebrity gossip or football matches - or last night on the telly, I could go to a shopping centre and enjoying the same wonderful shopping experience anywhere in the country. I could ride around on the best, most expensive train service in Europe. I could enjoy the best, most expensive housing in northern Europe. I could go out on a Friday night and receive a wonderful night's entertainment on the town: skipping round puddles of colourfully coloured liquid, a hop to the left, a jab to the right, a broken glass from above, a yell from below. Actually I'm not quite so embittered as this rather sarcastic rant may indicate, but my relationship with my country is like a typical Northern European, non-Catholic, parent-child relationship. We get along fine from a distance. When we are in each other's company, we enjoy the good things - but it's always best to leave before the Honeymoon period is over....." But it didn't really fit in with the rest of the tone of the piece... As an aside I wrote this: “Maybe if I’d never left, this Pandora’s box wouldn’t have been opened and I wouldn’t be going through all these pains. Maybe I should pack up my things and go back home to start a proper life in the real world. I could get a proper career and work in a high-stress – but well-paid – environment. I could be working 45 hours a week instead of a measly 20 and receive much better financial benefits. I could be living with my compatriates, talking in my language with people who really understand me, enjoying jokes about television shows we both know. Talking about the latest celebrity gossip or football matches – or last night on the telly, I could go to a shopping centre and enjoying the same wonderful shopping experience anywhere in the country. I could ride around on the best, most expensive train service in Europe. I could enjoy the best, most expensive housing in northern Europe. I could go out on a Friday night and receive a wonderful night’s entertainment on the town: skipping round puddles of colourfully coloured liquid, a hop to the left, a jab to the right, a broken glass from above, a yell from below. Actually I’m not quite so embittered as this rather sarcastic rant may indicate, but my relationship with my country is like a typical Northern European, non-Catholic, parent-child relationship. We get along fine from a distance. When we are in each other’s company, we enjoy the good things – but it’s always best to leave before the Honeymoon period is over…..”

But it didn’t really fit in with the rest of the tone of the piece…

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