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... a month and half left. She began to tell Jon and I that we should just stay for at least another week or 10 days once the program finishes since that's what most kids do. However, Jon and I regretted to tell that we had jobs and responsibilities back in the states that we must attend to once our program ends. She began to tear up a little bit (and then a lot), and tell us that we have been such a great experience for her and cannot believe how the time has flown and ...

... as I recalled my mother saying, "It's good that you go through customs in an English speaking country." WRONG! Mom, 99 times out of 100 you are right in these circumstances. I, of course, heeded my mother's advice and tried to go through passport control in London, rather than Spain. Thus, after realizing that fact after frantically waiting in line for 10 minutes, I REALLY started to book it towards the connecting terminals. Stressing and sweating of course, I ...

... probably would give her years of countless stories to regale Enid, Rose, and Louise with at their Monday night bridge games. That is exactly what travel should do, and I guess I am just after a different experience. After an hour of reexploring Madrid, I found myself at an internet store where three American college girls were loudly debating the merits of the city and one of them summed it up about perfectly ...

The weekend of June 13th, my friend, Cynthia came over from NYC to visit me in Madrid. Friday the 13th must be a lucky day for us as as soon as she got to Madrid, the previously cool and rainy weather turned warm and sunny. Friday afternoon, I met her at my apartment and we headed out to lunch at a little outdoor cafe just down from my apartment. It was so nice to have company from home! After lunch, we headed out to walk around in the beautiful ...

... pushing our luggage around the airport, following the poor directions of several night-shift employees in an attempt to find the customs office. We finally found someone who explained that our stamps from Amsterdam were sufficient and that plane trips within the EU are not really considered international travel. The only plus is that the luggage carts in the EU are free and plentiful or we probably would have given up much sooner. So we rushed back to ...

... Parker is great, and Madonna is the best singer in the world! You Americans love your television, all Italians don't make wine, Italians can't talk to their boyfriends in Italy from Spain, "America" is a country and a few more. Of course my color question is a legend in other parts of the University, and on orientation, when speaking in front of the program, "Yo Queiro....", (what you want, like or love) I filled ...

... day you stop eating meat you're going to go hungry in my house.) Fortunately, I eat meat; as many animals that die, I'll eat 'em. During my stay, Gerardo or his girlfriend cooked: a simple but delicious sandwish in fresh, grilled bread, with mayonnaise, Spain's packaged flimsy bacon cubes, and lettuce; a lunch with those same bacon cubes - well, not the SAME ones - in an alfredo pasta, with a salad containing shrimp and huge tomato ...

... to meet up with someone then yeah but that´s not the case. Which brings me to my current location...an internet/phone shop, .70 euros/30 minutes typing you all! I am excited to lay on the beach for a few days and relax, no stress, well maybe at first trying to find a place to sleep, but it will be nice. I think I may go to Barcelona after that then I am done with Spain. That is all I have for now. I hope you all are doing well. Love

Thursday, 23 February 2006 Calle Serpis, 68, No. 96 I am trying to summon the courage to begin writing for an audience beyond my friends. I just wrote this story about my adventures this week. It's part travelogue, part restaurant review. Please let me know what you think. I have become totally enamored of the neighborhoods, Cabanyal and Canyamelar, that lie between our Valencian apartment and the beach. Cabanyal is much threatened by the proposed extension of Avenida Blasco ...

Ok people so i am here with christine! we just arrived and i think i am crippled. of course girls do not know the meaning of packing light!!!!! my back kills but all in all we take everything as an experience. our flight to glasgow was icy. literally. the flight was soooo cold i thought i was going to dye. everyone on our plan was scottish and i looked like ...