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It´s so early- I got up to get a breakfast special with kel. Freshed squeezed orange juice, a croissant and expresson with a little milk for 2.17 euros, not bad at all.
I cannot decribe the shit I´ve seen in the past few days. It´s too incredible. Trevy was fucking amazing. The tinest, oldest most beautiful town I´ve ever seen nesteled in these crazy ass mountins full of cows. We sang songs on a cliff and looked at the most beautiful buitres in the world. Kelly is going to marry one. On the way home we ran into some kids on this crazy windy mountin road, and they pulled over, put up a ´slow down´ sign, and produced a picknic basket complete with moon shine. We just sat on the side of the road listening to spanish oldies and talking---well, they all talked in spanish and I just watched in amazement. All the punks here wear sweatpants. The concept of fashion just doesn´t exsist. I haven´t drank more than three beers the whole time I´ve been here. It´s strangely awesome. Yesterday Kelly and I went up to the mountins again to a class where she teaches english. The whole school only had five kids and we ran around town. They showed us this UNBELIEVABLE mechanized nativity scene twice the size of my apartment that blew my head straight off my body. I took a shit load of pictures because I´d never be able to explain it.
Last night coming home from the bar I tried to say "I have a head" but instead pointed to my head and said "I have a beer." My spanish is really good.
miss you all. xoxoxo
I cannot decribe the shit I´ve seen in the past few days. It´s too incredible. Trevy was fucking amazing. The tinest, oldest most beautiful town I´ve ever seen nesteled in these crazy ass mountins full of cows. We sang songs on a cliff and looked at the most beautiful buitres in the world. Kelly is going to marry one. On the way home we ran into some kids on this crazy windy mountin road, and they pulled over, put up a ´slow down´ sign, and produced a picknic basket complete with moon shine. We just sat on the side of the road listening to spanish oldies and talking---well, they all talked in spanish and I just watched in amazement. All the punks here wear sweatpants. The concept of fashion just doesn´t exsist. I haven´t drank more than three beers the whole time I´ve been here. It´s strangely awesome. Yesterday Kelly and I went up to the mountins again to a class where she teaches english. The whole school only had five kids and we ran around town. They showed us this UNBELIEVABLE mechanized nativity scene twice the size of my apartment that blew my head straight off my body. I took a shit load of pictures because I´d never be able to explain it.
Last night coming home from the bar I tried to say "I have a head" but instead pointed to my head and said "I have a beer." My spanish is really good.
miss you all. xoxoxo