Went out adventuring last night again! I went to meet some friends that all live in this residence on another part of town, but it was night and I didn´t know how to get there so instead I took a cab. Unfortunately, the CAB DRIVER also didn´t know how to get there and we had to ask people on the streets (which were incredibly narrow and not exactly inviting for the poor cab). It´s okay. The 10€ fee not so much. (he knocked off 30 cents...) But the wine was strong and the company was refreshing!

Now whoever said NYC is the city that never sleeps has obviously never been to Spain. Yes, people go clubbing till it´s light out in new york, but I have never seen strollers out at 2 am or huge crowds blocking the street still around 4! People here party forEVER and will continue milling about with any excuse possible. I think that last night had something to do with some catholic virgin or something (they keep having these mini holiday/processions aka excuses to forego sleep).

Anyway, we wandered around up and down the river (a nice area covered in bars up and down). Who should I run into but my favorite Irish 3? My new favorite people, I wish I could have chatted with them longer! They are absolutely NUTS! (did I mention I randomly ran into older man who kissed me having drinks with his business friends a few days ago? ahhhhhhh) I practiced my spanglish a bit, which is always fun/a totally fabulous way to flirt. When I decided I was tired around 3, I simply walked home alone because the streets were as crowded as day time. This whole place is on crack.

Woke up this morning to bid Alexandra a bon voyage and as our host mom prepared breakfast (which is the same thing ever single day mind you - tostadas, these weird toast crackers with butter and jelly), she admitted that she´d been out till 6 and then had breakfast at a bar. Adorable.

Go Spain.