Change of address

For all you folks writing me letters -- STOP!  Just for a minute, because my address is changing.

My roommates told me a couple weeks ago that we might be moving at the end of the month.  They've been looking to move into another apartment, and then a unit opened up on the fourth floor of our building (we're currently on the third).  Last week they told me that it was finalized; the paperwork is in order and we are moving at the end of the month.

So my apartment number is no longer 3°B.  From now on, use 4°C.  The rest of the address - street, building number, zip code - stays the same.   I haven't seen the new apartment yet, but I'm excited for a change.

My roommates will be moving things upstairs this Friday and Saturday.  Our apartment is already starting to fill up with packed boxes and bags.  I originally was going to be out of town this weekend, but due to Spain's general strike (huelga general) this Thursday the 29th, that may not happen.

Spain's general strike this Thursday, March 29 (Huelga 29-M) has its own section on El Pais

I had a plane ticket to go to Paris this Thursday afternoon, once I finish work.  The flight has been cancelled due to the strike (as well as hundreds of other cancelled Iberia flights), and other flights to Paris on Friday and Saturday are all booked.

Currently, the only flight available through Iberia leaves Wednesday evening, which conflicts with both my Wednesday evening classes at my Tues/Weds school and my Thursday morning class at my Mon/Thurs school.  Tomorrow I'll find out if the teachers will let me miss class for this flight or not.  Cross your fingers.

And when you uncross your fingers, your hand may now resume writing me letters - at 4°C.