Off to Barcelona to with me on a flight around 3. This flight was hilarious because they announced about half way through the flight that they would be selling smokes on the flight that could be smoked then. I actually was like was the shite. I have never heard of this in my life- only in Italy would this be even remotely possible. Alright so I'm so so on guard about this, pretty well ready to flip out when the guy comes out and explains to some people keen on the idea. What these things actually are, are sticks that look like cigarettes, but you don't light them you just put it on your mouth or whatever and nicotine seeps into your body through your lips. I was laughing so hard by this point. The best part was that it cost 6€ for two of these bad boys. Everything about these things screamed rehab.
After a long flight and quick cab ride to the hostel I was in Barcelona, and reunited with EMILY! Amazing! So I got there about 1130pm, so obviously we went own to Los Ramblas for a pitcher of Sangria. After so much chat and a whole lot of laughter we headed back to the hostel was some rest.
Em and I were in different rooms so I went back to mine, and by this time it was about 2 so I really tried hard not too make any noise and wake my neighbours. Well apparently it didn't matter because at about 5am two guys came in and were chatting rather loud. this was annoying however they weren't done yet. One of them dragged a table across the ground, while the other sang a little song. This was so maddening however the last straw was when one of them threw up all over the floor. I love hostels. Don't worry though when they were sleeping at 10 the next day I slammed a bunch of stuff around and had a spontaneous coughing fit.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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Good work Rachel with the coughing ....serves them right....
Heather and I just had a bonding trip to Vancouver...it was so nice..you and I will have to try it. Still luv you and miss you....love always MOM
I have one thing to say about all of this: LUCKYYYYY!
Do you find it reasuring that mom still loves you? I better go I let Carter play with a screw driver and it doesn't seem like the best idea. Oops!
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