Left Barcelona and got to Granada !!!

Check out a couple of pictures of the caves hippie type people live in mtns in Granada. They fix their caves up really nice as this was the reason I went to Granada. Hell I could / would have hung out in this guy's cave if I wasn't heading to Morocco and rest of West Africa. Oh well maybe one day I'll come back but kinda doubt it!

I had enough of Barcelona & wanted to get my ass out of town. So planned to catch the 930 pm train to Granada and where ever else the wind blew me. But first I went for something to eat with a friend. Unfortunately we got carried away with our conversation and before we realized it well it was 9 pm. So had to stay the night and try the next night. But like I don’t plan too far ahead so didn’t buy a ticket or even know where the train station was or had a ticket. So after getting careful directions on how to get to train station by metro I arrived a hr early to catch the train.

But found out that the train was full so shit what the f&ck I had to either to stay another night or try and catch the midnight bus. Unfortunately the bus station was on the other side of town but did manage to made my way over to the bus station and managed to get a ticket on the bus to Granada. But I had 2 hrs to kill so proceeded to fall asleep on the bench while I waited. Then suddenly I woke u to find it was 10 mins before the bus left. So grabbed my pack and put it in the probably the first bus I saw as wasn’t thinking as usual. The bus driver checked my ticket and didn’t say anything so thought I had the right bus. But then realized shit I have to piss so ran off the bus to find a bathroom but they were closed so shit just pissed by the bus. When I got on there was someone in my seat so when I told him he looked at my ticket and said the bus was going to another place. So had to get off get my bag and find my bus which luckily hadn’t left. So after all that shit I got on my bus and got my music on and could sleep for most of the night along the way. But shit I’ve bin dare dun dis a 100 times before in Centrastl & South America, Asia and Africa before so nothing bothers me on the bus anymore. One thing I have trouble with on buses is that I can never figure out which town is which so I never know when to get off the Bus.

So you probably wonder why I went to Granada?? Well there were a couple of reasons but basically I wanted to go and check out the Caves in Granada that Hippies live in. There were only about a 15 min walk from the hostel I was staying. The way the people fixed up their caves was amazing. I was able to go into one guy’s place and it was awesome. Like most he had a door which he could lock. He had added plaster to the ceiling and walls of his cave. He had a living room- kitchen with a stove & fireplace and a table, bedroom with a double bed, a small room for clothes, storage room to store wood for his fireplace. He had electricity (which they probably stole off their neighbors) but not sure if he had running water or not. But regardless it was all great to see the caves. I know if I stayed in Granada I would have probably moved into a cave myself cus love different experiences plus like to live free. I’m

But I guess the main reason that people visit Granada is to see the Al Hambra the castle/fortress that the Moors/Muslims built in the 800 years until about 1492 that they ruled Spain. Hell Christopher Columbus was hanging out in the Granada with Queen Isabella to get money to do his exploration gig to find America. Rumor has it he was shagging her when King Ferdinand was probably doing some slave or something. Sorry got off track but went on a free walking tour thru the hostel of the Arabic part of Granada. So found out a lot of the Arab quarters just like I learned a bunch about the Gothic part of Barcelona from a free walking tour. It may seem like I’m a complete partying idiot but I do pick up tidbits on my travels. Like did u know that George Orwell the novelist lived in Barcelona and that Ernest Hemingway hung out in Barcelona for a while too. Plus Pablo Picasso lived most of his life in Barcelona.

Yeah I was wondering around Granada and I noticed the Al Hambra on the other side of the river I was walking by and on top of these high hills. So thought shit I wanted to see place but didn’t want to walk all the way back to where u enter. So I climbed the high hills to see the place but s found a high barb wire fence but no entrance. So shit I just crawled under the fence and joined all the tourists viewing the place. It was nice to see but glad I didn’t pay the 13 E / $20 to see the place cus it wasn’t that great.

I liked the hostel in Granada a lot better than the Kabul Hostel in Barcelona. But it still had a lot of students with a break from university. But at least the students weren’t there to strictly party.

Shit I’m not a big fan of the people staying in hostels in Europe as don’t consider them travelers as they aren’t actually travelling but just come to the hostel for a week or so when they have a break from university. But hey anyone can stay in them so who am I to say even tho I do! Ha ha.

Have this Love/Hate Relationship with Barcelona & dislike Kabul Hostel as too many immature kids!

btw: I didn't add pics but if u want to see some check back again or check my Facebook (will try there) as it's dam slow to add them on my blog but will try to when I get to a good internet connection but shit heading to Morocco and then more into West Africa so who knows. But what the hell so u´ll have to wait. But in the meantime get bored reading my blog! ha ha

Yeah I know I was in Barcelona for about 2 weeks so you probably wonder why the fuck would someone stay in a place they didn’t care about it or didn’t really like being there? Well let’s just say that the reason that I was in Barcelona was I stopped in to visit my good friend Sharax who I met travelling in Mexico & Central America a year ago. So when I arrived in BCN she wanted me to call her so I did from the airport and was to meet her at the Plaza Calayona (so I thought she said but it was actually at another stop but of course didn’t listen correctly as usual). So got to my stop and waited 15 mins and she didn’t show up but thought shit she lives by Spanish time. But after 25 mins I tried calling her but while doing this I got robbed of my bag containing my computer, all my chargers, etc. So that was a crappy start to my 6 month trip but what the hell hope those fuckers enjoy my computer.

So that was my introduction to Barcelona so I stayed at Sharax’s place for the weekend but then felt that I didn’t want to have her always feel that we had to hang out every day as she had a lot of friends so why hang out with me.

So mistake 2 was checking into the Kabul Hostel which is in the center of the city. Great location, prices are good as it included breakfast and dinner. The downside of the place is it was a big party hostel which is a no no for moi! Cus I have no will power and have to participate so that kept me occupied for 3 weeks until I could drag my ass out of that shit hole.

One of the reasons for the lengthy stay was Sharax said you have to stay for Carnival (Mardi Gras) which meant I had to hang there till last Wed so I could partake in the festivies. The Spanish version of Carnival is slightly different than in Latin America. In Spain people dress up in costumes and basically play out the roles of their costumes or at least the Spanish friends of Sharax’s that I went to did. While in Latin America the people don’t dress up but party in the streets while the parade goes along. The people I went with were dressed as Cat Woman, Batman, Incredible Hulk, etc. So we went to this beach side city about a 40 min train ride away from Barcelona. There was a train full of partiers on the midnight train that we took. So the partying didn’t start till late and we didn’t leave until about 6 am and didn’t get home till about 7 am. So it was one hell of a party as there was a parade & bars with music going on at everyone. I attended Carnival in Trinidad/Tango last year and it was fun and enjoyable but very different as the people there are all of African descent so it was more dancing in the streets than role playing. Yeah so enjoyed both but kind of like the dancing but not to say I don’t like playing around too.

So yeah once Carnival was over last Wed well I could have left but it took me a couple days to get my shit together to leave. But as expected I met a bunch of awesome & interesting people in Barcelona.

The first ones I met were in my dorm room. There was Jesus who is an African American who told me he’s the son of man (not son of God). He’s been living in Spain off and on for 10 years. He lived in New York city but came to Spain as the Man gave him a question and he came to get the answer. He told me more but wasn’t really into hearing a lot of crap!! But we got along great as I just told him the truth like he’s no more Jesus than I’m Mohammed!!! So he told me that the Judgement day would come and I was going to be judged. He would come to me in 5000 years to tell me that I wasn’t a believer. Yeah he was going to live forever while I was a mere mortal. We always talked as we had our morning smoke on the Terrace when going to the weather was nice. He had all these balloons by his bunk and hardy had room to sleep. He was a cook and made money by baking pies and Qucihe at this guy’s restaurant. I told him real men don’t eat Quiche which usually got his goat!! But like I didn’t care as we were friends so he never gave me any. But had some of his pie and it was awesome! It was odd cus he came across with all this Jesus stuff but he was also the resident grass seller at the hostel!

Then another interesting person in my room was Melissa a Canadian chick who’s husband died in a skiing accident. She grieved for a couple years and then decided to take the insurance money to use it sparingly to travel and not work anymore. So she moved to England and using it as a base to see all of UK and Europe and then move on to other continents. So I had a lot in common with her as that’s basically my theory in life although I don’t have an insurance to use but hey it’s only money. But it’s her philosophy on life and travel that we were on the same page.

Met this Irish chick Ness from Ulster who was a real odd. She was in BCN for a week to get away. But found out she didn’t work as she was on the Dole and her partner was also on the Dole. They had a 10 month old boy who Social Services had taken from them. Her partner had a 2 year old boy from another relationship and Ness had a 11 year old boy from another relationship too. They were looking after ser partner’s 2 year old boy and the kid fell out the window. He didn’t get hurt but Social Services took both boys away from them. She told me she had both of them got $2400 together and they lived a simple life in some small village in Ulster. She was kind of insecure when she was with educated people as I gathered she had little or no education. Which is probably why we got along OK cus even if I'm educated well I'm more like an uneducated idiot! But she was a real nice person but had little to contribute to a conversation.

Then there was Caroline a Brazilian chick who lived in Spain until her bf in Spain tried to kill her so she was back in Spain for the trial. But it seemed that the attempt really affected her as one night she lost it as she thought that 2 guys in her dorm were talking about harming her. So she called the cops to tell them which is what I saw one morning when I was going to the bathroom. She was a bit strange but nice and easy to talk with.

Also met Mathijs from Holland, Lisa and Amandine. We hung out together and then Mathijs and Lisa left to go travelling some more. So ended up becoming friends with Amandine, her friend Alice (from Romania via France) and a couple of other French people. So basically I was the only one that only spoke on language English.

So yeah got into the party and people scene there so enjoyed myself. But didn’t really care for the Kabul hostel cus it was full of kids coming there to party from high school and 1^st year of university in Europe. Cus I’m more used to hard core travelers like myself but still like to party and talk to anyone that I meet. But of course along the way I didn’t get out of BCN after a few days as I planned.

But became good friends with Amandine and Alice plus a bunch of their friends and a lot of others too many to mention. Probably more with Alice as we were in the same space as we didn’t both ddn’t give a shit about anything except family and friends. I’ve had my Mom and x wife’s Mom (she was like a Mom to me) die in the past 2 months. She was also a great friend who was there for me when I was dealing with it. So it reinforced my thought that is anything really important in life but family & friends. So does it matter if u have a great paying job to buy a fancy car, clothes, big ass house, big screen tve, etc cus it can all be gone in a flash so did it all matter in the big picture. Both of us believe we should live to enjoy life, meet people to learn from them which is Really Life. The rest of the shit in life is all just stuff we accumulate in life while we do what is really important in life which is Enjoying and Living.Life to the max.

So since Alice and I were on the same wave length we have become good friends. So we hung out a lot as we both didn’t give a fuck. So now I have 2 friends in Barcelona.

When people make friends travelling it’s always like an intense friendship for a very short period. So you become real good friends but then unfortunately you go your separate and never meet again. But hey that’s life I’m at least grateful to have met the people I did even for a short period.

The Village Idiot does it again, robbed the first day in Barcelona, boy I´m an idiot! Oh well ...

Please don´t read this posting or any other if u are conservative and worry about moi cus I always end up in crazy situations even without looking for it.

Anyways my trip didn´t start off too well as got my small day back stolen on my first day in Barcelona (also got robbed in Ecuador last trip so will I ever learn, probably not!). I was suppose to meet my friend when I got off the bus to downtown Barcelona. But I called her from the airport & wasn´t listening carefully & also English isn´t her first language, so I thought the plan was for me to meet her at the last stop. Cus she would book me a bed at this hostel. but there was no room- So she kind of told me over the phone to get off at this stop just before the last stop cus she lives by there. But like this idiot who doesn´t listen so I got off at the last stop. I waited 15 mins and finally decided to call her at this sidewalk phone. But I couldn´t seem to get through (I called her from the airport OK) so I kept trying a couple times then this guy calls out to me something as thought he was trying to give me a msg from her. So I´m busy dialing and listening and my bag was between my legs but not paying attention. So before I know it my bags gone but didn´t realize it right away.

So I lost my notebook computer, chargers for my phone, charger for my mp3, charger for my camera, expensive sunglasses, itinerary for my travels like my tkt , my med ins (I have policy number but not policy info about what´s covered, etc but can probably get it online), battery shaver , my reg shaver & other toiletries, other little gadgets like electrical plug converters, 16 gb usb stick, extra memory card for camera, phone cord, some clothers and some other stuff which aren´t going to be missed cus can´t remember what they are until I need them.

I wouldn´t have been carrying them around with me but I just arrived and going to a hostel so still had them and not in my big back pack yet. So I got these girls standing by to call my friend who came and met me. She took me to the police and we filed a report but don´t expect much to happen cus they said needed the serial number but didn´t have it.

When I got robbed it was like I was sick to my stomach for losing these stuff. My first thought was maybe I´m too stupid and old for traveling so I´m going home cus suddenly I didn´t feel like traveling anymore. Then my friend joined me and said don´t cancel your trip cus u spent a lot of time organizing & planning the trip (I didn´t but what the hell why spoil someone´s good impression about me as didn´t do much as only thought my trip didn´t do any research cus that´s work) but she did say I already paid for the flt. So she put me in a better space so we went to a bar to drink & play pool with another friend until 3 am to get my mind off the loss! So I stayed at this place my friend stays which is a family from Peru. So I pàid 20 Euros a night with breakfast & whatever else they feed m as don´t get up until 3 pm which is not too bad I guess about $30 CAD. But will try to book into a hostel tomorrow cus my friend works so don´t want her to feel obligated to entertain me.

But it´s odd but I didn´t want to fill out a police report cus I thought shit if I´m so stupid that I don´t look after my stuff then I deserve to get it stolen. Also it´s only material objects which can be replaced and no harm was done to me except a wounded pride!

I don´t really care about the stuff but I do miss the computer cus want to blog in my spare time and then go to the internet and quickly upload the stuff. But alas the idiot is out a computer but what the heck. Maybe ppl should be carrying the basic shit when they travel. So now I´m down to just clothes and toiletries so shit who cares if I get robbed again cus have nothing left that can´t be replaced in 1 hr except my fab wardrobe, ha ha a pair of shorts, t-shirt & flip flops.

Oh 1 thing I didn´t lose was the mini hard drive Darren u gave me. When I lost things like the day bag & Braun battery shaver I felt bad cus they were given to me by Jolene & Darren so they meant more to me than other crap! I will also miss my nice addias sunglasses which I got from my eye doctor. So need new glasses, shaver even bar of soap. But will get the stuff tomorrow enshalla.

On Sat we woke up around noon and walked all around this park where u can see all of Barcelona. There´s also the 1992 Olympic stadium along the way. My friend usually runs this route which is about 10 km with a lot of hills & beautiful paths. We stopped and had a cerveza (beer for u illiterate heathens) and got back around 6 pm for a siesta as had a bit of jet lag!

The bars, clubs, etc don´t get started here till 1 am on Fri & Sat. So we went out at midnight cus couldn´t get a hold of her other friends. So she was going to take me to this disco/club.

My friend had told me we were going to this cave where they were having a club with a dj etc. but it was out of town. Her friend has a car who would drive cus she didn´t know where it was. but couldn´t get a hold of her friend. So she said she´d take me to this disco but it was too early 1 am so we went to a bar for a beer and shawarma (middle eastern sandwich).

The last time I saw Sharax was in Guatemala in 2008 I had some weed cookies which we ate. She didn´t smoke or do much weed even if she´s from Bolivia where there is a lot. But this idiot from Vancouver introduce her to grass. So we got stoned and went to this Japanese restuarant in Antigua, Guatemala. It was so funny cus we were the only ones in the restuarant. So we ordered and talked then her order came so she was eating and we completely forgot that I didn´t get my order. But when she finished eating we realized that I didn´t get my food- comida. So we asked and they said Oh sorry but we forgot your order!!! Like duh, there´s only 2 customers in the restuarant and u forgot to cook my order. Like what were u smoking cus would like to try some too but at least we had an excuse as we´re stoned or smoking (I call it being stoned even if we had 1 smoke cus being stoned to means having a good time causing no trouble but even if I don´t smoke I can do crazy things like just living & having a great time with cool friends). So that was a fun time that we talked & laughed about. So when Sharax returned to Barcelona some of her friends gave some weed and now she likes the occasional smoke with a cervaza/beer. So last night we bought some weed on the street and had a smoke with my new pipe/pipa in spanish. I also have a pocket vaporizer so u can´t taste/ smell or see the smoke. So she liked that cus it wasn´t harsh on the throat. So we were in an awesome mood and went to this disco-/bar/ club called Apollo which she said was cheap to go to. But I was a bit stoned and drinking a beer cus we can drink on the street here. But they told me I couldn´t bring the beer inside so I must have made a big deal out of it as just dropped it into the garbage. So the guy took a quick look at me and said we couldn´t go in. But dam conservative assholes wouldn´t let me in as it happened in Buenas Aires once too in my travels. I don´t think they´re used to seeing a person with piercings with shorts and being just a fun guy. But didn´t argue cus they probably only allow normal drunks who are obnoxious & loud then they´d allow me inside cus I look and act different or heaven forbide allowing the yellow peril in a nice club, bar, disco ha ha like then it´s their problem not mine as I never think in those terms! So hell we didn´t argue cuz wtf it was only a bar-club-disco and there were others.

So we were going to this other place and a guy was selling beer as you can drink on the streets but not sell beer. So I bought one as thirsty. So were walking to this other club and this guy came along and started bugging my friend trying to sell her a coat but never thought anything of it I suppose. But normally I would have told the guy to get lost but they were talking in Spanish so just ignored what was happening.I didn´t pay much attention cus I was a bit stoned/wasted and just looking at everyone . Well suddenly this guy had pick pocketed her phone out of her pocket. If I would have realized this I would have tried to get her phone back but like I was sort of in a happy mood and not thinking about it. So Sharax wanted to go to call and cancel her number so they couldn´t charge up a big phone bill of calls. So here we are going into the Police Station which took 15 mins for her to tell the police what happened and calling the phone company. In the meantime I start laughing cus I just realized that here I am standing in the Police Station drinking a beer and being stoned. But no one said anything so shit I wasn¨t going to throw my beer away.

I felt bad for her cus a week ago she got her wallet stolen from a bar so lost her credit cards, id, etc. They withdrew all the money from her account plus her credit card. So she´s now broke as she had money to get her own apt as she needs to pay 5 months rent to get a place. Dam but that´s a lot. So she knew how I felt and then she lost her phone.

So that kind of put a damper on our evening or morning plus it was about 4 am. There´s a lot of unemployment here in Spain with the downturn in the economy so there´s a lot of young ppl from other countries or smaller cities loafing around on streets. So thére´s a lot of pick pocketing but no stealing with physical harm. So idiots like me have to be more aware of our surrounding. I´ve always prided myself on being street smart as otherwise brain dead but nwo shit have to learn more thru the school of hard knocks I guess!

When we left the cop station we started joking about losing the phone. It was about 4 am so we never did get to a club but it didn´t matter cuz we had a good laugh. She had met a guy she liked and only had his number on her speed dial but didn´t know it by memory. He didn´t have hers either cus he was still living with his ex grilfiend but was moving out soon. Don´t ask me about all this cus yes it was a weird setup! I told her that but not that this dude was probably just playing her cus can´t want to tell girls that cus I´m no expert plus don´t want anyone to think I´m trying to wiggle in with her not that she´d think. Cus she knows me as she´d know that´s not my intention as don´t need the aggravation of more than friendship right now as I love my life simple and uncomplicated. Also if I fell for every cool or nice chick I met I would have driven myself crazy long ago as met so many nice hot looking girls who would be great to date, etc but also shit would lose a friend. Plus they´d have to tell me to fuck off or drop dead and so ends a great friendship. Anyway back to my story. So this guy´s ex girlfriend went home to Columbia for 3 or 4 months I think. Then he met my friend Sharax and they started dating and liked each other. So the guy´s gf just got back to Barcelona and he told her but think he just paid a month´s rent so hadn´t moved out yet. So he for some reason he´d never call her or knew her number. So we started laughing (guess this guy was maybe not her big love) as now she didn´t have his number & he didn´t know hers. We laughed cus they had no way of contacting each other in this city of 2 million ppl. So I said well she could check every guy she sees to see if he was her bf. ha ha. She doesn´t want to be friends with him on Facebook for some reason yeah another odd thing. But anyways I told her she could go on Facebook (the ultimate social network site ) and search for her bf´s name! So if there are 30 Jores Torres or whatever his name is in the world. Then she could send a note to each one asking if he´s her boyfriend ha ha. So I said shit is this the line chicks use these days to meet guys??? Cus I may be a loser with chicks but I have more pride than to try this method! So we were laughing so hard that ppl started to think we were crazy. Funny thing is she just colored her hair jet black yesterday from sort of a brunette blonde color. Hell I think she looks completely different as she looks more middle eastern than south american now. So if she sent her pic to him he wouldn´t recoginze her as I couldn´t tell who she was if I hadn´t seen her do it. So I told her in this mobile phone/ Facebook/ internet world ppl don´t have a clue where ppl work, live but just meet at a cafe, bar, coffee shop. Wow it got me thinking so do ppl really know each other? She´s a real cool chick and anything she does is OK with me and if that´s how she wants to live her life well who am I to dispute it?

Got home last night-this morning and was still stoned (not my idea to do smoke but my friend wanted to get some not me as I´m just an innocent of smoking as trying to do things like a church mouse but the devil keeps making these happen) so got home & wanted to write my blog on her computer as she went to bed. But I couldn´t figure out how to use it as the keyboard is all different. Boy I´m a real loser. Here I am a guy who did software development working in 6 countries around the world & now I can´t even use her Spanish computer. So I just listened to music till whenever. So slept till 3 pm when she had to wake me up.

So that was the first crazy 2 days in Barcelona. So tonight we´ll maybe go out somewhere to do whatever but going to keep our wits about us now. She has no phone , phone number or list of phone number as has to get a new one tomorrow. Luckily my phone is not my life like most ppl cus don´t do phone calls much plus don´t have any friends to call or life for that matter.

But I have to buy some toiletries like shaver, etc now. Plus chargers for my camera, phone and mp3 player. Will miss my computer but I feel like maybe it like that reality show LOST is it tho I have never watched. But Jolene tried explaining it to me so think it´s about ppl lost trying to find their way out. Well now I´m travelling with my entertainment on my computer so when I´m chillin I can watch some videos downloaded, write blogs, write short stories (for my own enjoyment), ripped a bunch of audio books on it so can listen if bored (it´s easier to carry than books) or communicate wih friends to write things and then posting it in my blog, emails or FB, etc.. So now I have to find other things to amuse me like doing things I wanted to avoid like partying or hanging out at an internet cafe. But thought maybe it wasn´t meant for travellers like me to take a computer or electronic things traveling cus that´s not what traveling is about. But shit once an computer geek it´s hard to quit.

But I´m over the loss cus I still have my passport, credit cards, money and sanity (cus never had it to lose) so what else is there as the rest is just so much fluff.

I had a hard time saying good bye on this trip after what happened back home as Irene´s Mom died from an anyerhsyn and my Mom having cancer. So was thinking maybe this trip wasn´t in the books for me. But I got the support and love of my family and friends back home who don´t begrudge me for traveling which is why I feel obligated to blog to share my good and bad experiences.

So I thought I love traveling and it gets to be like a game of trying stop from stealing from me. But I just got beaten this time so fuck that´s like 2 times in 1 year so not on a roll as my luck has been bad. Shit I wasn´t even on this trip 1 day & I get ripped off!

I have to give a lot of thought about how far I should venture far into the bowels of Africa!! I will be more aware as needed a wake up call! So the wake up call cost me about $500 or 600 so have to cut back on my traveling now maybe. I still feel I should pack it in early cus lost a bit of enthusiasm but my friend still thinks piss on it don´t let those idiots win if u pack it in and go home. Cus I know sooner or later I´d get bored, broke, run out of places or transportation to get places or get robbed. Well one thing happened but still I still kind of figure shit so I lost some material things but at least I´m OK.

So I may hang around Barcelona for another week or so cus next weekend is Carnival time (maybe not as big as Rio but still a big celebration here). Plus want to check out embassies for visas, replenish my charger stuff and generally just chill and see more of the area. I also want to check for buses to the tip of south Spain to go to Gibratar and Morocco. Also think about what I´m going to head to as haven´t given it too much thought yet but waiting for the wind to blow me around the globe I guess.

So anyways don´t worry about me cus just lost my pride and stuff. Just wanted to let u know cus today it´s not so painful to think about my stupidity!

So anyway have to go but I´ll keep in touch so don´t worry I´ve been woken up so I´ll be more aware now!

Lv u guys,

btw I may have to edit this posting again as just wrote this quickly so if u don´t understand this posting well I´ll try to correct it. Or maybe I´ll just say piss on if u can´t understand than maybe you shoud learn some pidgen Japanese Canadian English at the school of hard knocks like moi! Ha ha shit this blog is only to write my experience about a fun time and not hurt or insult anyone!!! May have some trouble posting pics as some interet cafes have bad computers with viruses, etc. Plus all European computers have different keyboards so sometimes takes time to get used to them.

OK if u read my blog u do it at your own risk as some stupid things said or what I do so pls don´t judge me harshly!!!

Yeah so when u read about me don´t think I´m a wild idiot tho I am. Also don´t think I told him but he never learns cus actually I don´t but as long as it´s not illegal, immoral or fattening/unhealthy like really why should it matter or anyone really give a f·ck?

Also I may not have time to complete a posting cus hey I am traveling and have better friggin things to do then let u know what´s happening. Cus shit I want to do my thing too!

So pls re check each posting as may complete it but at first I´ll only say where I am and then add to the posting. Cus in that way ppl who are interested in my welfare will know approximately where the hell I am in this crazy world.

Sorry ´don´t mean to be this way but it takes time to blog as this blog is for my memory too. OK

Thanks Amigos-Amigas