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I could almost fit my whole head into this Beer.
Instead, I'll just fit this whole beer into my belly. Barcelona was great. But we had to get back to Madrid because guess what? I got a visitor from home. Galaxya came to visit me. For those of you who know her, pray for me. For those of you who do not, lets just say she is a handful. Plus we had to get to Madrid becuase Katie had a flight back to the U.K.
Good thing about Galaxya coming over, is that she rented a car and now I have more liberties of mobility at my disposal. Bad thing about her visit. Everything else.
Anyways, we met an Australian couple and they decided to join us in our little road trip. Fabian and Niky. A couple of crazy people like myself. We got along just fine. Those crazy Ozzies just keep on pop'n up everywhere I go. Very next day we drove to Segovia (3rd visit for me), then to Avila, then headed back to Madrid for a bullfight. It was a big day.
The next day we left and headed south to Granada, which was the last Muslim empire in Spain before spainards defeated them and drove them off the continent. It was about a 4
Ooooooo pretty.
OK the sun is down, its time to party. and a half hour road trip and everyone did me the favor of falling asleep in the car. No dont worry about me. I dont want to sleep anyway. Besides galaxya was smart enough to rent a manual shift car when she knows she cant drive stick. And the two Ozzies drive on the wrong side of the road anyhoo. So there I was, nominated chaffuer. I did like driving again though. Been a few months since Ive been behind the wheel.
And I must say the scenery is beautiful. Anyone want to know what the 2nd most mountainous country is, here in Europe? That is right, Spain. Bested only by Switzerland. What? You didnt know that? Well neither did I, and if I had, I would not have been driving at all. Lots of curvey roads with ups and downs. I would enjoy it better if I had a car with better tires and could drive it aggressively. But I dont want to wake anyone from their prescious nap.
Besides, I dont want to miss any bull. No really, everywhere we go there are giant billboards cut out in the shape of a bull. HUGE. You see
Fabians Camera
Marcus European Tour 2006 in underway and these are my roadies. them every so often along the highway (autovia). I dont know what they are there for, but after seeing what seems to be the same thing over and over again while driving in a strange country, you tend to think that maybe you are going in big circles. Oh well, wouldnt be the first time.
Granada is nice but it seems like everywhere I go in Spain, the entire city is torn up with construction. Very annoying. Being the last Muslim stronghold here in Spain, there are still remnince of the empire. One can still see signs in Arabic along the highway. There are also some palaces and masques here to see. So we visited the saw some sights and then found an Irish pub for some relaxing. Funny how no matter where you are, you can always seen to locate an Irish pub.
Or at least, I can. We even found one with real Irish people in it. Cool. Authenticity IS the key.
Enjoyed ourselves and got up the next day for some more sightseeing. Fabian, "the fabulous one" and Niky seem just as silly as I do when it comes to joking around. Constantly laughing is
Segovia Castle
Shhhhh, read quietly. We don't want to wake Sleeping Beauty. a good thing. Like the fact that here in Granada, the peole do not pronounce the letter 's' when they speak. Which can be confusing if you're trying to get directions and the signs you're looking for has an 's' on it, but the word you were told does not. GRACIAS but without the 's'. GRACIA. Riiiiiiiiight. Well we _aw the city and then hit the road again. Packed our _tuff and _aid, "Gracia por nada" to Granada. (Told you it was confusing without s´s) Headed west to Malaga. Heard it was really nice there.
Well who-ever said that was a liar. Malaga is a hole. Waisted a whole 2 hours there, before we all decided to get the hell outta there. Fabian and Niky said they were going to catch a bus, but after missing the last one for the day, they decided to stay in the car. While driving east, we all decided to park the car in a garage and catch a ferry to Morrocco. Not exactly sure how that even came up though.
Don't know if you realize, but the Straight of Gibraltar is all that seperates Spanish Europe from the African Continent. So
Everybody Sleeeeepyyyyy.
This was the only way I could them all to shut-up. its only a couple of hours by ferry to reach Morrocco, which is on the northwestern tip of Africa. So we found the port, parked the car, got ferry tickets and got onto a 930 pm ferry. That took forever to depart. Hours dripped by till we were underway. Finally left around 1130pm. Thank god Morrocco is two hours behind. Maybe the ticket guy was operating on Morroccan time. That would make sense. Naaah, either way, he was an idiot. At this point, not a whole lot is making sense.
Morrocco Bound, where snake charmers, Muslims, pet monkeys, beggers gallore and mint tea live...
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the Latin Lover
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don't worry about it!
well, let's see...where do i start. Everything is pretty much the same over here in Newport Beach....The weather is hot and so are the women. That is if you like super hot chicks walking around in bikini's...i mean it's not for everyone, but it works for me! I don't know how much longer Glaxaya is going to be there with you, so all I can say is that my prayers are with you! Talk later. I know we won't, but it sounds nice.... This is where i copy you... Times I've been to your house since You've been gone:4 Times I've raided your fridge:4 BBQ's that Mikey has had that i went to:2 Times that I have had a blast at your house becasue your not there:4 Dumps that i have taken at your hosue: 2 - O that BBQ.... Beers that i have drank: 0 -cause i had stopped drinking for awhile. Times i laid on your couch and watched T.V.: 4 Times that i farted on your couch: lost count. Times that i farted on your bed: 2 hahahahahah.....Hey, stay out there as long as you can....loser! peace!