Nuevo Palas Lanjaron

Alpujarra, 24. Lanjaron (Granada Lanjaron, Sierra Nevada National Park, Andalusia, Spain and Canary Islands

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Here's the day I hoped would never come

A travel blog entry by isigoeses

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There are people who don't have a very close relationship to their feelings. Their body tells them, when something goes wrong. For the last two weeks I tried to ignore my body and of course, it doesn’t work any longer. Since I came back from my home-visit, I am suffering from a constant headache, kicks inside my stomach, exhaustion and tiredness. I am sleeping a lot, I am in pain, and the cramps are getting worse and worse. And the worst part: I ...

Therapy

A travel blog entry by horsham

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So I went to use my card. Declined. No worries. Dont stress. Hand over the precious cash. So Ive been here a month and already out of money. Where the hell did it go?! Logon. Check transaction history. Yep. Yep. Madrid hostel. Yep. School fees. Yeah. Coaches. Yep. Yours truly went skiing. Uh huh. Yep. Remaining balance 12 euro and 50 cents... and currently accepting donations.
Notice: transaction fees, withdrawal fee. kool. Currency conversion fee. ...

Having a mosey

A travel blog entry by horsham

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... pair of red underwear, and your friend gives you a pair of red underwear, and on new year, you wear the red underwear.. Your life is more enriched now, you know the colour of spanish peoples knickers on new years, kinda takes some of the anticipation out of it boys?
So Im not exactly missing home, there are however a few things Im missing, my family and most of my friends, the beach and my pole. Im not sure that its normal that one of the first things I notice about ...

Nightlife in Granada

A travel blog entry by travelgoddess

... destination. We disembarked at the park, but not at the bus station since we thought we had to get out a stop early. Unfortunately, we headed in the wrong direction and after confirming with the map and asking some police officers on horseback where we should go, they told us to go the other way where the bus had dropped us off. We ran back and stopped in a beautiful park, but didn’t see any buses. The station was past the park and so we continued to run with our heavy backpacks ...

The Far Side of Mirkwood

A travel blog entry by karljohnson

... facebook... just like everyone else, and that's how things happen these days. Who needs a phone, who needs an address, who needs to know where anyone lives?
- Oh, and then the first of march* (festival de la primavera) rolled around. And the "botellon" happened, where a massive throng of locals and foreigners alike gather together in the dirtiest corner of the city (between a shopping mall & the highway) and compete to see how many brain-cells can be destroyed ...