To have ants in your pants! – Tener hormigas en los pantalones
Ok, I serioulsy have ants in my pants. My friends are flying into Málaga and we have a rock ‘n’ roll getaway planned: there will be cycling, rock climbing, jacuzzi, hip wiggling to live music and definitely a lot of eating and drinking and perhaps some falling over. And, luckily for me, none of my friends are keen on shopping or cooking. So, what’s in my suitcase? Credit card, aspirin, aspirin, aspirin, vitamins and a bottle of wine for the journey. Perfect, I’m in 7th heaven!