well it certainly has been a very long time since our last post. we really are terrible at this blogging thing. but we shall persevere and try to remember to tell you all about our exciting lives here in madrid!
in most recent news, we returned to salamanca friday night to relive our youth. when we arrived we were shocked to realize just how small salamanca is in comparison to everywhere else haha. how we lived there for 5 months and weren´t completely bored is kind of amazing. not that i´m badmouthing or disrespecting the wonderful salamanca, but en serio, its tiny. anyway, we managed to tour the city in an hour after a long comida in patio chico and a little shopping in H&M. while we were still full from comida, blair, audrey and i gorged ourselves on chocolate covered gofres, which are warm greasy waffles that you eat off a piece of paper. yum!
we arrived back at the hostel, which was actually a colegio mayor, or a residence hall, and siesta-ed until 930 pm when we decided to get our drink on. of course this is too early for spaniards so we decided to go to jacko´s for some litros first, the foreigner bar. then we thought doner kebab sounded like a great idea. and in fact it was!
after our little feast, we moved on to ubilinda, a pijo bar which has become the new tintin. oh tintin, what fond memories we have of you. thankfully, all of the bartenders moved over to ubilinda when tintin closed. the love of my life still works there and looks better than ever, and i wonder if he recognized me at all. i´m going to be painfully realistic and say, "no, eimear, you silly girl, of course he doesn´t recognize you. especially since you don´t have the cajones to actually speak to the guy." oh, how true you are, eimear.
well back to reality and away from that interesting inner monologue i just had. the dude didn´t recognize me at all, but that didn´t stop the fun. audrey and cristina were pooped since we had all gone out the night before leaving for salamanca. but blair and i could not forgo the opportunity to fiesta salamantino style. so we went to kandavia después and had a mighty fine time with some random group of 11 chicos...that sounds dirty and sketchy when really it wasn´t at all. they were a group of 11 friends who meet every year in a different part of spain to catch up, and this time they chose salamanca. go figure! the guy i hung out with most was very nice and sweet, i called him toothy(not to his face, claro, but with blair) because well, he had teeth issues. normally that would bother me, but when in spain! blair´s dude was well, he was interesting. he confessed his love to her while holding a soggy wet towel to his eye where his friend had just accidentally punched him. by the end of the night his eye was a lovely shade of blueish green. he also had a tattoo on his inner lip that said his name, just in case he forgot obvi.
so all in all it was a great, entertaining night. and its kinda nice to know that salamanca will always be there, and that not too much will change!
well back to reality and away from that interesting inner monologue i just had. the dude didn´t recognize me at all, but that didn´t stop the fun. audrey and cristina were pooped since we had all gone out the night before leaving for salamanca. but blair and i could not forgo the opportunity to fiesta salamantino style. so we went to kandavia después and had a mighty fine time with some random group of 11 chicos...that sounds dirty and sketchy when really it wasn´t at all. they were a group of 11 friends who meet every year in a different part of spain to catch up, and this time they chose salamanca. go figure! the guy i hung out with most was very nice and sweet, i called him toothy(not to his face, claro, but with blair) because well, he had teeth issues. normally that would bother me, but when in spain! blair´s dude was well, he was interesting. he confessed his love to her while holding a soggy wet towel to his eye where his friend had just accidentally punched him. by the end of the night his eye was a lovely shade of blueish green. he also had a tattoo on his inner lip that said his name, just in case he forgot obvi.
so all in all it was a great, entertaining night. and its kinda nice to know that salamanca will always be there, and that not too much will change!
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