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Published: September 1st 2006
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I arrived from Barcelona to Valencia and still felt a bit ill when a friend of mine picked me up at the station. The next day I had to visit a doctor and got conformated the fear that my tonsels had gone bad. The next five days happened on antibiotics. This seemed offcourse pretty sad, but I was with friends that I love and they have often enough seen me drunk. At the same time they also treated me as they allways call me. As the little sister who is all the time about to do something without thinking.
So five days without drinking. Interesting! It was some great days. I tasted some wonderfull homemade Paella and was sightseeing the center plus having many a botellon beeing the only one not completely lost in translation.
My time in Valencia was a planned reunion with the Erasmus from Slovenia and though we were not as many as at the previous I got to meet some who I have missed for one and a half year. A very good friend of mine from France showed up. And with him at the reunion plus two drunken portuguese guys, two drunken Spanish guys, two
valencia by night
valencian street at night Austrian girls and me we managed to get back the Slovenia experience and party as we did then. And with the help from a playstation and the visit of the Dutch girl I had met in Salamanca it came to be very interesting.
My friends from my stay in Slovenia are the reasons I came to Spain and Portugal and everytime we meet we seem to find what we miss from Slovenia and the time of Erasmus. I really truely love them and know that they too appreciate me and wheneverI'm sad, they are the ones I think about to get cheered up. Thank you Slovenia for a great year and thank you Luis and Fran for making my stay in Vaencia perfect.
In the end I wish to tell the story of the first day after I got off antibiotics. We were having a botellon at the beach in a sandstorm or maybe more correctly at the parking area with the back of the car being the perfect bar. The Austrian girls had started this entire trend of stone, scissor paper. In German it's snick, snack, snuck which makes it sound rather funny when you are drunk.
And you get with fifty procent change of loosing. In the end I couldn't stand on my legs and had to get support from my friend from France who was actually rather nice in helping me with standing straight. maybe it was because I for the days prior had helped him standing straight many a time. Anyhow, at some time I had to pee and went to the beach where I thought it was the most obvious thing in the world to take Lotte up and take a picture against the sandstorm. I can say that Lotte is okay now, but she had some bad days where she couldn't close the protection for her linse. So a good advise is not to get pissed drunk in a sandstorm when you still have antibiotics in your blood. At least don't bring a camera. else it's actually rather funny.
After almost ten days in Valencia did I return to Madrid and did offcourse by arrival have an infection in my bladder and my tonsels had proven to be just as bad once again. So I spended five days with my friends and her family, though mainly staying in my room sleeping
the city of art
valencian city of art off one hell of a holliday. On the 13th of August almost two months after my departure from Denmark did I return to a rather rainy two weeks at my parents place.
Now I'm back in Madrid and am happy to say that Lotte and I just found a place to stay and that I will get the keys and pay the money today. But all that I will write about next time I go online.
Anna
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