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... for the boys, and one for the girls. Being the only girl, this strikes me as an excellent arrangement. I hate and despise sharing a bathroom with a passion like riotous and vomitous fury. I don't even particularly like sharing a flat.
Luckily, my flat is a glorious haven to antisocial behaviour. (What's the noun for anti-social? Anti-socialness? Anti-sociability? But you don't say someone is antisociable...Antisociety? **** you, English language).
My other flatmate, ...
... of effort into just holding on to the sides, trying not to roll off like an errant bowling ball.
And as my legs were dangling off the end, some pretty impressive ab-crunch like tension was involved in order to hold up one leg while Pepa foot-raped the other.
"Jolly good!" I thought (becoming more British by the moment). Free foot massage!
Alas, no. Knowing nothing of reflexology (I assumed it was some nice, gentle rubbing), Pepa proceeded to ...
... I will actually never see in connection to work - explanation to follow) and to look at the free room in his flat.
In all honesty, having done my fair share of high speed flat hunting in Spain and Colombia, I chafed a little bit at her insistence on forcing me to look at this room, and insisting on accompanying me to all other rooms I wanted to look at.
Awkwardness ensues as I do actually like the room in Robert's flat a lot, but offend ...
... outdoor cafés with elegantly dressed local, but alas no food being served!!!! They were all having a wonderful time chatting/ smoking and just sipping on wines or coffee. The only eateries seemed to be many stand- up Tapas bars . We realised then that Spaniards " sit down to drink and stand up to eat!" Finally found a table at a very average Tapas sit down restaurant and had a very late ordinary meal Walked: 20 km Total walked :165 km (9km ...
... 5 miles thru the city, and had not seen our place called " El Camino". So we stopped at a bench in the shade, removed our packs and Jim began stopping locals on foot, asking directions. The first few people he asked didn't seem to understand that we were looking for a "hotel" called El Camino, not THE Camino. Each contact was given an gracious "muchas gratias" and Jim moved to the next. Then, he found a person or two who understood we were looking for a hotel, but had ...