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Thursday and Friday the 1st and 2nd of October I had a 2 day orientation in Caceres. I met so many great people, and I barely made a dent in the number of people that were actually there. I'll give you a run down so you can get an idea of how it all went. We arrived Wednesday afternoon, and I made my first 3 friends--Colten (Georgia), Joe (South Dakota), and Davy--getting off the bus from Madrid and waiting for the bus to the albergue (hotel ...

I awoke on the night of the 19th in an utter haze. We arrived to Caceres on a bus that was horribly uncomfortable and not conducive to the quality of sleep necessary for overcoming the jet lag. I had been awake for almost all of the last 24 hours, barring the alcohol assisted cat nap on the ride from Amsterdam. The bus finally came to a stop after a 4 hour trek from Madrid in front of a small mob of Spanish adults, apparently our ...

Today is my final rest day of the trip and I am spending it doing the usual list of chores. Tourism Office here (which is not the easiest to find) opens at 8.30 am so after a hearty breakfast I popped in for info on internet cafés and a laundrette. With marked-up map in hand I strode to the other side of town for what had been described as the only laundrette in town. Unfortunately it was not a laundrette it was a dry cleaners, so it was back to the hotel ...

No sooner had my head hit the pillow back in Plasencia than I was sound asleep. But it did not last. Around midnight I was woken for the first time by noisy guests and this continued intermittently until 2.30 am, when the level of noise was extraordinary; as was the number of people making a noise! It seemed like I was the only person in the place trying to sleep. Even my normally super-efficient wax earplugs failed to protect me. In the end I had no alternative but to wait until things ...

No, no tomamos nada que no debiéramos... :) Sólo que las cosas cuando empiezan bien, parece que terminan bien con facilidad. Y así fue. Después de 10 horitas de sueño nos levantamos frescos como lechugas. Así que después del desayuno y la merecida ducha, salimos rumbo al pueblo más cercano (San Vicente de Alcántara) con la esperanza de encontrar algo más de tranquilidad que en Alburquerque que, aunque es un pueblo pequeño, está revolucionado con forastero del festival. All ...

En el Contempopranea los conciertos empiezan a eso de las 7 de la tarde. Hacial las 23:00 empiezan los más famosillos y termina como a las 6 de la mañana con DJs para los que todavía les aguante el cuerpo... Salimos de casa habiéndo dejado todas nuestras cosas allí. Compartimos una preciosa casa de dos plantas y una bu************ unos 15 más así que, tras unas breves indicaciones de Félix (aquí los baños, aquí la cocina, allí los desayunos y echad con llave la habitación ...

¡Cómo pasa el tiempo!... ¡¡Este ya es nuestro 3er Festival Contempopranea!! Parece que fue hace nada cuando (no se sabe muy bien por qué) nos aventuramos hacia un festival que estaba a 800km de distancia y en el que decidimos montar un mercadillo con cosas hechas por nosotros (Jaione de super-jefaza y Edurne y yo de "chinos" de un taller clandestino XD). Han pasado 3 años y muchos buenos momentos. En estos 3 años hemos aprendido lo que se puede hacer y lo que no ...

Cáceres, in northern Extremadura, was our next stop. It is a lovely and beautifully preserved Medieval town. Interestingly enough, the town was very well off in the thirteenth century and on through the Renaissance, so families built grand houses, which have more or less been continually occupied leading to their preservation and well kept condition. After arriving and checking into our hotel, I wandered around the city a ...

... we started one to one sessions, which is one hour spent talking between an English speaker and a Spaniard. We spend six hours a day doing that... the other hours are spent eating meals and when I say time spent I mean it. Meals lasted at least an hour and half and your talking through your whole entire meal. The meals are three course meals which we never eat, so it was like Thanksgiving dinner every meal, every day. Well, maybe not that ...

... at me, smiled and pressed 2. I assumed he lived on the second floor. We got to the second floor and the door opened, and I looked at the man who pressed 2 and smiled. He smiled back and stayed put. I stayed put too. The other man said, "Segundo! Segundo!" And shoved me out the door. I didn´t know why they wanted me out of the elevator so badly but I wasn´t going to fight with them so I got out and took the stairs the rest of the way. The elevator hit ...