Thursday, December 14, 2006
Last post, most likely
This is my last post. This afternoon, Levi and I begin the five day journey back home. I won't even bore you with the details of our itinerary, except that:
MAMAN: Je reviens lundi a 15:30, United Airlines.
We're back in Granada because we're like Rick Steves and think it's heaven on earth. We've been staying at the overflow house for a hostel with two older Italian men. One goes to bed at 8 p.m. after mixing himself a few rum and cokes. The one with a gimpy arm got himself a hooker last night. It was awkward saying good night to her as she left through the living room. We were absorbed in cable TV, watching Scrubs and said our usual, chipper, BUENAS!!! because we're masters of saying hello and goodnight in Spanish now. She was a chick my age, dressed in jeans like I might wear, and not all that interested in speaking with us. We like that guy, though, as he is very patient with our Spanish and refuses to kill spiders.
MAMAN: Je reviens lundi a 15:30, United Airlines.
We're back in Granada because we're like Rick Steves and think it's heaven on earth. We've been staying at the overflow house for a hostel with two older Italian men. One goes to bed at 8 p.m. after mixing himself a few rum and cokes. The one with a gimpy arm got himself a hooker last night. It was awkward saying good night to her as she left through the living room. We were absorbed in cable TV, watching Scrubs and said our usual, chipper, BUENAS!!! because we're masters of saying hello and goodnight in Spanish now. She was a chick my age, dressed in jeans like I might wear, and not all that interested in speaking with us. We like that guy, though, as he is very patient with our Spanish and refuses to kill spiders.
