I'm writing from home and it's 4pm => I'm not working any longer !!!!

Yesterday was finally my last day at work even though officially I was supposed to finish on Friday. Yesterday was goodbye/final-packing day which ironically lasted more than a normal day since I left work at 6.30. Before leaving, as devout, I said goodbye to my 3 year long boss who unexpectedly said that she really liked working with me.

In the evening I had a nice surprise party from my work pals (boss not included). I was lured into this restaurant with the impression of having dinner with some friends, only to find a large table (of around 20 people) full of my work colleagues. I'm alien to being the center of attraction but I must admit I liked the gesture very much. As main course I had a delicious seafood platter with lots of mussels, oysters and other assorted shellfish.

After dinner, my ex-office interplanetary pal recommended that we'd go for drinks in a particular bar. We walked to the bar and after passing by a couple of lively pubs full of young foreign students, we found the recommended desolate hunter's bar. Despite the general consensus that the plutonian must be missing some bolts to avoid crossing his heart we followed his suggestion. The company was great and we laughed out loud at some banal comments from the usual naive master. All in all it was a great night out with people I rarely had the opportunity to meet outside work.