Monday, September 6, 2010

Turn your heat on tonight when you go to bed and dream about me

This is what some people consider "clowning"

The 6th day of the month of September

            So if someone told you the forecast would be 70-85 degrees, you would think, o nice, warm, not hot, cool, not cold…ya that sounds nice doesn’t it.  Well Madrid, what the hell, my bedroom hasn’t dropped below 84 degrees in 6 days…Europe, I thought you were supposed to be cool.
            Anyway, enough with the complaining.  But seriously, 85 freakin’ degrees…if you’re into solidarity, turn your heat on tonight when you go to bed and dream about me…ya right.  But I digress…so far the chronicles of 7 LMU students have been interesting, mostly filled with studying and reading books.  That’s a complete lie.
            So far, we have been trying to find our bearings, figure out how not to get lost on the metro, and manage eating dinner every night at 9pm and not going out until 11.  Solidarity fans, try this too…doubt you’ll like it.  All in all, Madrid, you’re a tough change…but I’ll get there.
            The bar scene here is no Ireland…maybe because they don’t speak English…that’s likely it.  Also, dancing like Americans still makes you stand out more than Mike’s tan.  Beers are still 4-5 Euros, cabs are cheap, and dudes are still kinda creepy sometimes.  I never know if it’s a dude trying to pick pocket me, touch my butt, or c) both.
            Bar hot spot number 1: El Chapandaz (= the cave).  It’s a cool bar, and if you’re any sort of smart, you will have figured out it looks like a cave inside.  They are big fans of alcohol + milk.  To me alcohol + milk = all sorts of bad from each end, apparently they like it here.
            Exploration number 1: Toledo.  A 15th century town along the Tagus river…old, narrow streets barely wide enough for one car, cool churches and art museums, some dude named Greco has a painting there.  Met some people from other school, bueno.
            Hopefully the trip picks up from here…and cools down.  Adjusting to a non-Eng
lish place is proving pretty difficult, but hopefully I figure it out soon.  Look at some embarrassing photos below.
Maybe Ryan isn't a fan of this beer
This place has big ass drinks
 Some may consider people in this photo also in the clowing category
Stephen reads a map...and talks on the phone...what's up multi-task

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