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... schedule, sheesh. I love breakfast but here they barely eat in the morning and then eat a big lunch, a "snack" later then a nice dinner at like 10pm.. Being a bit jet lagged has made dinner at 10 very hard for me. But I'm starting to get used to it. And I already started school which was a bit overwhelming but my classes sound interesting and we'll see how that goes. Trying to stay positive and make the best of ...
... help thinking that they will continue detoriating, but I suppose it is amazing that any part of them remain. Then on to the cathedral, where 6 kings Spanish are buried. We tried the local cider in Oviedo, which has to be poured with the bottle as far as possible from the glass to aerate the drink, quite a feet, & tasty cider, this made our group a lot more jovial, but it's not the alcohol content or quantity, it was the fun watching the waiter pour without watching either ...
... ones would have been. Inside there were lots of skeletons of dinosaurs, and there was also lots of information on dinosaurs. Lots of big dinosaurs had hearts which weighed up to 400 kg. It was really interesting, and I would definitely go again.
We only stayed at Pepin’s for two nights, so that’s only one full day. On that day we mostly drove around to all these amazing beaches. There’s 20 ...
... brought two suitcases. We went to the park and met up with everyone and I drank a bottle of wine to myself. We had good conversation and a lot of laughter and I was so happy that everyone made it out. Even Steven came without Bryan and Will and I was proud of him for going alone. We decided to go to sidra street and have a few bottles of sidra and me and Lexi were pounding them down because everyone said they were free. Will and Bryan stopped by after ...
... 8221; (for want of a
better word) a rather awkard night with the swell rolling in ever so
gently which reminded us of Alderney and Dale (Pembrokeshire) where
we would roll and come to an abrupt halt with a squeak of the ropes
and the rub of the fenders against the pontoon (except in Alderney
where there was no pontoon just an abrupt halt). At least we got a
decent sail in the day before and did not have to pay for the berth.