Barcelona it is
Wahey! My leave's been sanctioned and I just paid for 2 return tickets to Spain! It’s supposed to be a belated birthday present for mom, but really… this feels like a little present to myself! Lol. I’m so excited, I’ve wanted to go to Barcelona for ages. If mom wasn’t with me, I’d go with my backpack and rough it out, sleep on the train and go from one city to another with a map and a “Speak Spanish in 10 minutes” book… but this trip is for mom. I’ll give her the luxury of a nice bed and breakfast, a low down of Gaudi, plenty of tapas and good Spanish wine.
Spoke to H, who's upset and probably going to be in a bit of a mood for not being able to come with. Next time, ok? We’ll do the whole Granada-Seville-Madrid road trip. (As long as YOU don’t drive) I have vivid memories of us being stuck on a country road somewhere between Taunton and East Devon, in total darkness, absolutely lost, in the rain; you nearly driving into on-coming traffic, telling me to keep quiet and chill, despite my frantic screams of “OhMyGosh, OhCrap! We’re GONNA DIE!”. And for what? So we could make it home in time to watch Desperate Housewives. Despite almost killing me, lol….You are a darling.
So Barcelona it is! I leave in 2 weeks, we’ll spend 5 days there, I will freely oogle at cute Spaniards, I will try to learn enough Catalan (the local dialect) to say “Where is the loo?”, “I am hungry”, “You have a cute tush”, “Don’t mess with me, I know karate” and various other imperative, everyday sentences.
Spoke to H, who's upset and probably going to be in a bit of a mood for not being able to come with. Next time, ok? We’ll do the whole Granada-Seville-Madrid road trip. (As long as YOU don’t drive) I have vivid memories of us being stuck on a country road somewhere between Taunton and East Devon, in total darkness, absolutely lost, in the rain; you nearly driving into on-coming traffic, telling me to keep quiet and chill, despite my frantic screams of “OhMyGosh, OhCrap! We’re GONNA DIE!”. And for what? So we could make it home in time to watch Desperate Housewives. Despite almost killing me, lol….You are a darling.
So Barcelona it is! I leave in 2 weeks, we’ll spend 5 days there, I will freely oogle at cute Spaniards, I will try to learn enough Catalan (the local dialect) to say “Where is the loo?”, “I am hungry”, “You have a cute tush”, “Don’t mess with me, I know karate” and various other imperative, everyday sentences.
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Wow Barcelona... wow Gaudi... mmmm tapas! Poor H, but at least you'd know your way around Barcelona (somewhat) when you go there next with H.
Enjoy yourself yeah? Hugs to you and mum =)
"Necesito el TP para mi boca de tonel"
should do to get you through to the cute spaniards! =)
Deadpo8t, you sure that'll sit well with the cute Spaniards, or is that lil phrase gonna get me into trouble?
they'll find you intriguing and well direct, was it spanish men or italian that like it in their face? well give it a shot will ya? and let me know how it went..=)
I think its the Italians who like it without frills. However, I will give it a go... swivel past 'em in my sun dress, bat an eyelid or two and get some poor hot blooded fool to buy me Sangria's all night long. Mucho bueno. xx
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