jammin on the one jam jammin on the one.... This dude was legit playing the Violin we sat and sketched on the stairs of this church and listeined to his tunes...

Pollo Durum anyone???

This is pretty much the staple of our diets here in A Pollo or Ternera Durum, pretty much heaven for 3 Euros. Its like beef with lettuce, tomatoe, some funky little rabbit food crap, and like these three mystery sauces. All wrapped up in a pita, or a grilled wrap. I have probably consumed fourteen in the first week and a half. Travis and I made friends with the man from BANG__ ladesh, we are pretty chill now, he comes running out of his kabob stand to say hi to us in English, hes real cute. He told us about how much he knew about the states, which consisted of... ,"oh there are many BANG----ladeshi people in New York!"I had to agree with the man, he has great knowlege of the US. HIs name is Kumar. I have great respect for him and his friend Harold.

True Life: I Live in Aldana P...

Alright so now trying to play catch up... THe guys of Aldana P. are starting to be consumed in there on waste, dirt, filth, and overal garbage. The kitchen is filled with piles of garbage bags, rock had five day old baggettes, and tomatoes covered in mold. THe dishes sitting in the sink slightly resemble the leaning Tower of Pisa, with food caked permanently on them. Its hard to walk in the apartment without wearing shoes of some sort, without your feet becoming an instant dry mop. Life has been interesting in the apartment, slightly resembling the house in "Animal House" but in Spain. Our room has been very cozy.. Little Alwy and I were forced to cuddle the first three nights, now we do it by choice. My bed in the master bedroom is soooo comfortable, spacious, it almost feels like a tempur-pedic. I feel every spring piercing through my back as i lay gently on my floor. Oh yea I forgot to say I still dont have a bedframe, but ya knowl, "We are in Spain!!" so its all good...

SOOOO our first sucessful night out as a group at the Ovella Negra (The Black Sheep). It was a really cool bar that was pretty low key. Of course the 18 loud drunk Americans came through and owned that place. With 11Euro pitchers the night seem to fly by and the next morning was a little rough.