This will be my final entry until I am back in Spain when I will add a summary of the final days in Goa.
The tournament has been going well. None of the Spanish players has a chance of winning the championship yet, but will end up with very respectable positions on the final table. Tomorrow we will know all.
Up until now each round has been played from 2pm, ending at 8pm at the latest (obviously games can be shorter; one of the Spanish players won his game within an hour today). Tomorrow, it all starts at 9am however, meaning we have to be up early. But it also means that once it is all over, we should be able to enjoy a few hours in and by the pool, or sitting at the bar in the centre of one of the swimming pools enjoying a drink.
In the evening we will finish the championship off with the closing ceremony and a party. Over the past ten days, the teams have mixed a little but not to a great extent. This is because they after dinner in the evening, some need to switch off on their own, or go and prepare for the next day’s match. During matches, I have chatted to the German, Austrian, Brazilian, Kazakhstan and Iranian back-up teams quite a bit, and even did some interpreting for the Cuban coach who turned out to be Castro fan. It was quite amusing, I can tell you (s at 9pm,nisle positions on the final d summary of theihis high praise of and sympathy for the Soviet system and former Soviet countries fell pretty much on deaf ears). In addition, I and one of the Spanish players have come away with an invitation to visit Iran! Being honest, I’m not too sure whether I’ll taking it up in the very near future.
Today was a swimming-pool-free day unfortunately. This morning was filled with our final shopping trip in a mad rush to find the final things everyone wants to buy. The outing was generally much more successful. Before leaving we asked previously at the hotel of the best places to go and the prices we should be prepared to pay, and were thus in a much better position to bargain and haggle. Later, as the day’s chess was coming to a close with us all expectant of a refreshing swim under the night sky, the storm clouds rolled over and opened up. So here I am instead, sitting at my laptop with the Pakistan-Sri Lanka cricket match on in the background. No complaints, I promise.
So I will leave you, wishing you all the best, and will write again once back in sunny Spain.
The tournament has been going well. None of the Spanish players has a chance of winning the championship yet, but will end up with very respectable positions on the final table. Tomorrow we will know all.
Up until now each round has been played from 2pm, ending at 8pm at the latest (obviously games can be shorter; one of the Spanish players won his game within an hour today). Tomorrow, it all starts at 9am however, meaning we have to be up early. But it also means that once it is all over, we should be able to enjoy a few hours in and by the pool, or sitting at the bar in the centre of one of the swimming pools enjoying a drink.
In the evening we will finish the championship off with the closing ceremony and a party. Over the past ten days, the teams have mixed a little but not to a great extent. This is because they after dinner in the evening, some need to switch off on their own, or go and prepare for the next day’s match. During matches, I have chatted to the German, Austrian, Brazilian, Kazakhstan and Iranian back-up teams quite a bit, and even did some interpreting for the Cuban coach who turned out to be Castro fan. It was quite amusing, I can tell you (s at 9pm,nisle positions on the final d summary of theihis high praise of and sympathy for the Soviet system and former Soviet countries fell pretty much on deaf ears). In addition, I and one of the Spanish players have come away with an invitation to visit Iran! Being honest, I’m not too sure whether I’ll taking it up in the very near future.
Today was a swimming-pool-free day unfortunately. This morning was filled with our final shopping trip in a mad rush to find the final things everyone wants to buy. The outing was generally much more successful. Before leaving we asked previously at the hotel of the best places to go and the prices we should be prepared to pay, and were thus in a much better position to bargain and haggle. Later, as the day’s chess was coming to a close with us all expectant of a refreshing swim under the night sky, the storm clouds rolled over and opened up. So here I am instead, sitting at my laptop with the Pakistan-Sri Lanka cricket match on in the background. No complaints, I promise.
So I will leave you, wishing you all the best, and will write again once back in sunny Spain.
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