A romantic

- Tu eres una romantica

- Y?

- Y yo soy una punky.

This short dialogue explains it all. We are completely different. Not that it is an obstacle in us sharing a flat. Apart from the lifestyle defined by the cultures we were brought up in, we differ in many ways. Ana likes experimenting with things and I, understanding as I can be, don’t feel the need to try everything just to know that it is not for me. I will never try drugs, for example. This is the line I will never cross, not because I’m a coward but because I don’t need it. She doesn’t mind meeting with a guy just for sex and I do. I may be old-fashioned but in that sphere of life there are no compromises for me and, yes, I do realise that I may end up old and alone. I am task oriented, I start, I finish and I go on to do something else. Ana is a multi-tasker, she starts a lot and rarely finishes. She has all manner of friends but for me these friendships of her are just close acquaintances which take a lot of time, I wouldn’t be able to maintain so many relationships at once.

- ¿Cual es el mío? – I asked her wanting to know which piece of salmon stuffed with Russian salad was mine.

 - A lo mejor esto. – she answered with a certain playfulness in her voice - Tu eres ordenada, y yo... mira – she pointed at the piece which looked more like a battlefield rather than something edible.

This shows another difference between us. Despite all this, I have learnt that these are the type of gaps one can easily bridge by not questioning them, by accepting that this is the way people are and there is no point changing them.