Tha Beach.. WHAT?!

Journal 4: Friday Jan 30, 2009 7:55 pm Spain time
Today was fun. I went to the beach. Like actually to the beach. Played some volleyball, hung out, wasted time. It was fun—except for the fact that the bocadillo (sandwich) that my Senora made me had bologna on it. She asked me if I liked bologna, but the word for bologna sounds like mozzarella, so I said yes. I hate bologna—therefore I took it off and ate a tomato sandwich which is not filling what-so-ever. It got cold—freezing—while out at the beach. It went form like 70 degrees to fifty in really quickly… well maybe 55, not sure. I walked back to my homestay and put on some warmer clothes then went to McDonalds. After that I got a crepe, because I could, and ate it at the little plaza we found the other day. Its times like that that makes me so thankful to be here. I’m eating my crepe in a plaza watching families walk around, listening to this British man sing pseudo-hippy music with his guitar and harmonica by a big fish tank. This is what makes me know that I’m going to remember this experience forever. I think I’m going to take a nap now. Siestas are my favorite. I’ll probably go out tonight. I probably need to be quieter when I come back in this house. I don’t drink, but I think my Senora thinks I’m an alcoholic when I come back into the house. I guess I bank around on the walls a lot. These walls make the loudest noises, I swear…
Jacob