Living the Rock Star life.

A big mansion and a different young girl every evening.

(Please, before jumping to any wrong conclusions, read the story.)

My older brother (Pedro here), and my sister-in-law have been in Africa for the last couple of weeks, so I’ve been staying at their house.

It’s a pretty big house, a mansion compared to mine, and his 18 year old daughter is there too.  And apparently some of her friends.

The first day I was there my niece told me that one of her friends was kicked out of her house, so she was going to be staying there for a little bit.  Today I woke up and there was an unfamiliar car in the driveway (a convertible Mini, I thought about taking it for a drive while the owner slept) and a young lady sleeping on the couch in the living room.

So, absent the drinking, drugs and lascivious components,  I feel like I’m a just-barely over-the-hill rock star.  Wheeee!