DAY 227: Los Viajes

I´ve been lucky enough to do quite a bit of travelling whilst I have been out in Spain, so here are my highlights:

1. Valencia (Take 1) - Arriving in Valencia at 2.30am, drunk after a good few litres of drinking homemade mojitos from plastic coffee cups with straws, hailing a cab at 3.30am telling them to "take us to the best club" was pretty cool. There we arrived, an open air dancefloor and an inside full of white sofas with sexy dancers and everyone wearing masks for Carnival. I ended the night (or should I say morning...8am...) being pushed back to the hostel by Andrew in a shopping trolley. Good laugh.

2. Lisbon - I fell in love with that city, it is gorgeous! So unique and so colourful and so different from Spain. We stayed in an awesome hostel called "HOME" which was really just like a home. And of course there was "Mamma´s dinner", a feast of traditional Portuguese food done on the cheap with a toast to this old woman "Mamma" at the end, each with a shot glass of port.

3. Salamanca - A day trip. Arriving at midday and leaving at 3am. A big group of us friends altogther. A very hot tour guide. A few handfuls of shots from the famous shots bars there including a "mamada" involving no hands and lots of whipped cream. The first time I have asked for a blow job at a bar. (Mamada means blow job....didn´t actually give someone a blow job, I´ll just point out).

4. Valencia (Take 2) - Another day trip. "LADS" trip. An all day boozer of beer, wine, sangria, vodka, gin, more beer whilst watching fireworks and running away from fire crackers. I made up a story to some American twat that I was with child, married to a man called Abdul and had had another child at 13. The imbesile belived me. 

5. Toledo - Pretty pretty Toledo! Definitely worth a visit if you live in Madrid. It is the old capital of Spain, even though it is very small. We got to see the start of a Spanish wedding and we gorged on marzipan as that is what Toledo is famous for. Seriously, they have marzipan EVERYTHING. 

6. Barcelona - Fantastic Bank Holiday weekend. There´s so much to do in Barcelona, both cultured and not. I had some good friends living there which is always nice. It was sunny (I of course burnt on the beach). I went to a "magic fountain" show - sounds lame but was freaking awesome. I ate lots of food. Caught up with friends. Saw the impressive Sagrada Familia Cathedral. Had an amazing brunch (yes that is going on the list). I LOVED Barcelona. So different to Madrid.

Travelling is a great experience. You meet so many people. You see how different places, even in the same country are. Everyone should do some travelling. You learn a lot and have fun. 

DAY 61: La Puta de la Oficina

Still at work! My first "full" Spanish working day. They work until 7pm waaah. (However, did get a nice big lunch in the cafe followed by some sunbathing outside the office with a few of the girls...so so Spanish!). It has been so busy up until now and I am pretty damn proud of myself. I was given a task on Friday to be completed today and it was quite technical and important because the big bosses would be reading it. Anyway I got it all done and Mabel checked it over and apparently I did a "fantastic job" #gome. The new girl didn´t help though. I´m becoming such a wee office bitch. We were initially meant to split the task but then she did it all wrong and I had to go over and correct it all...I mean geeeesss....it´s almost as if I have never been in that position.....

I can´t believe I´ve been here two months now! Cray cray. Time is flying by. And to think when I first came I literally hated this job and couldn´t do anything right....things have changed so much. I´ve also now been able to extend my job until June next year! So so so sooooo happy! Initially, I only had it until February and then I had to go and find another job elsewhere, which is pretty tricky in the current Spanish economy, especially without "Daddy" as a contact...

So the weekend was fun, and for once I wasn´t out getting shitfaced. I´ve been quite embarrassed lately as two people over the past week have both said that I am "like a child". So there´s my friend from uni who said I always just talk about "embarrassing myself when drunk" (which is true...) and then my friend here who said that I sing and get hyper too much. After years of thinking I was "older than my years", I´ve discovered that I really am just an immature 20-year-old...I have two months until I should probably start "growing up". ANYWAY, Liz and  I went shopping on Friday evening (that´s right, after complaining for two months about how I am so broke and going to be homeless soon, MY ERASMUS GRANT CAME THROUGH and I actually just feel so bloody rich!.....Bets on how long it lasts...2 weeks?) So yeah we went shopping and I bought a jacket, a t-shirt (in the sale at least) and lots of jewellery (and only cheap crap that makes my fingers green...would you really trust me with an 100 pound necklace...err no. (There are no pound signs available on a Spanish keyboard btw fyi). We then had a gorgeous dinner in a nice wee Spanish restaurant where I took my parents when they came. After finishing our meal and asking for our bill though, the charming waiter did not want us to leave, so invited us to a free glass of wine (I´m just irresistible, I know). After thaaaat, we then asked for the bill again when we were then offered a free shot. We gracefully declined (see, that´s me, growing up...). It was pretty evident they were trying to get us drunk.

In hysterics, Liz and I got the metro back to my flat where I just "tipsy-ly" sang and danced for her. She is a lucky girl eh? But the wine had kicked in making us sleepy by this point and so bed it was. I have a bit of a problem with wine. If I drink too much of it, I just don´t sleep well. So I slept for about 3 hours before waking up at 3am, amusing myself with Liz´s sleep-talking. It was this at this point, I decided to put on ma pod and have a wee boogie in the bed, waking Liz up with all my bootaaay-shaking. It was very strange, I literally felt like I was high or something. SO WIDE AWAKE. So this continued until 7am - not all "dance-floor fillers", I also went through an emotional I HATE MY LOVE LIFE phase with Adele and (this is cringe but, Demi Lovato)...and then through my "chill" playlist until I could finally feel myself getting tired. 

We went to Toledo the next day which is the old capital of Spain and it was really beautiful. There were cathedrals and a mosque and we even got to see the start of a Spanish wedding, which was pretty cool - not sure the bride was too happy with us gate-crashing though! By the end of the afternoon, however, we had gotten pretty bored, that was enough culture (and walking for the day). It was then back to Alcala for a night of X Factor viewing and movies.

Cristina made me YET ANOTHER fabulous lunch yesterday. I´m not really sure what it was but there was a meat in it that tasted a little bit like black pudding....nom..

I don´t have any plans this week :( However, I guess that is very Spanish and so I´m hoping something "spontaneous" will come up. Apart from that, might be planning a wee flat party. Show everyone my "pad". Or as my friends here call it, my "lad pad" because you know....just bring back sooooo many men don´t I.....naaaat. As I said to my brother drunkenly on Facebook about two weeks ago "I am not a slut Pat! Don´t worry your little sister is not a slut!"....rambling on....I don´t know why....about some "goings-on" in first year....oh dear Sarah, oh dear.