Spain was epic. What an experience. Evryone was beautiful. Now! The story!
I reached Madrid at approximately 6 o clock Thursday, July 10th. Thank freak for no delays! Myself and two other Anglos who arrived in from Englad got a taxi to le hotel. Nick and Mia were there names. Ended up sharing a room in Madrid with Mia. And Meriea. Whose name I couldnt pronounce. Poor chickie spent at least 20 minutes trying to teach me. Im such a tool!!
Meriea et moi
Mia!
The room in Madrid.
I had to get up nice and early Friday ,orning to get my bus. I looked at my alarm when I woke up and went "oh great! Its only 6 o clock! I have another hour" and quickly went back to sleep, completely forgetting Spain is an hour ahead of Ireland! Hysteria!!
On ye olde bus I ended up sitting next to Andrea, a spaniard who I ended up being room mates with in La Alberca! I was prolly a really crap seating partner because after 2 hours I fell asleep mid conversation!!
^Isnt she pretty! I was prolly a really crap room mate too. Par example, every night she would fold up her lanyard and put it away and I would just put mine on the ground.
One night, so I wouldnt wake her up when my phone rang I left the room and ended upo locking myself out. I had to wake her anyway to get back in! And on the second morning after forgetting the shower didnt connect to the wall and accidentally soaking the bathroom, she just laughed. She had the patience of a saint when it came to me! I did try though! Was still "A disaster" :P
I was put with the yellow team./ We lost. Overall, we got 29ish points. The winners got 170+.
Our days started at nine. Breakfast, warm up, one to one, another one to one, group work, lunch, free time, free choice games, one to one, fun one to one, dinner and meeting room.
On the first day I chose to do frisbee golf! I was on a team with Alejandro, a fellow yellow person, AND WE WON! I've got talent I tell ya!
Im just going to put everything in groups now, so much happened. Cant remember.
Free choice
Day 1: Frisbee golf
Day 2: Charades. So funny. The spaniards were hilarious trying to act out words they didnt know. Borja was brilliant. [But more about him later] When he ws doing "Going on holiday" it was the funniest thing in the world
Day 3: Basketball.
Now this was a moment of idiocy on my part. Momentary idiocy made it that I ended up there. Forgetting I was shite at basketball, forgetting that I wasnt in Ireland where EVERYONE is terrible at said sport and actually in Spain where everyone is brilliant, forgetting I dont even know HOW to play basketball, I found my self up on the court ready to play.
I didnt even get to see the ball, they were all so good. Although I did get runover by Brian, the big american footballer. But at least he came back to peel me off the court.
Day 4: Creative writing, where such stories as "Tom the Ant", "Tom the british guy" "Joe the dog" and "The fat pig" were born. We are so creative and mature. King has nothing on our writing talents.
Day 5: The fair. Fun. But nothing exciting.
Day 6: Olympics. With ridicyulous things like passing balloons with our knees, and putting sticks that were tied to our waist into a bottle. fun though! Yellow won 2 competitions! Wheeee!
People:
Ivanka. One of my first and best friends there. She was so groovy.
Borja. Fabulously spanish and gay. On the day of the olympics, I found him to be wearing extremely short shorts. He let me in on the secret that he actually had them rolled up! Hahahaha. On the last night, I was seated beside him at dinner. He put bread in my water, so thinking fast I poured my water into his glass. He squealed, and went to pour it back in my glass, but I guess he's so girly he cant throw because instead of getting it anywhere near the glass he threw it all over me!! We got in so much trouble. But whatever.
Nick. Possibly one of THE funniest people ever. [Cant find a picture right now :(]
Alejandro. THE funniest person. Could do so many weird things with his body you wouldnt even believe it. Could touch between his eyebrows with his tongue, bark exactly like a dog, and move like a monkey. One day he walked up to me and said "Hello". In that split second he robbed everything from my pockets and I didnt even notice! Sneaky fecker. We dressed him up as a girl so many times when we had to perform.
Andrés. Insanely tall and only fifteen. Kept randomly falling down. Took a shine to me.
Tom. Tall, blonde, "Looked like Owen Wilson, but with a better nose"
Andrea. Best room mate ever!!
Perry and Ana. Upstairs in the bungalow.
Enrique. Extremely homophobe. Horrified by Borja. My 'Tarzan'.
"So do you like any boys here?"
"I like you"
"But you are Jane, you're married to Tarzan!"
"You're my Tarzan"
And for the rest of the week everytime I saw him Id blow him a kiss or such. prolly really creeped him out!
Arkaitz the Great! Undefeated in armwrestling. Coukd pick me up easily. Really tough looking, but always wore flip flops.
Quotes [Funny, but possibly mostly those 'you had to be therre' moments]
Me:This salad sucks
Borja: Oooh, what you need is some dressing, and some mayonaise, and some colour to make it prettier and..
Me: It needs some meat, thats what it needs. A fucking cow or something.
Me: You are so fussy
Brian: *horrified* Did you just call me a pussy?!!?!
Also, Brians gay "impression"
Andrés: [Playing badminton and slips] FUCKING SHITTING GRASS!
Me: What did you do during the free time?
Borja: Oh, I stayed in my bungalow and packed my shitcases.
Me:........ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Borja: These seats are so uncuntable!
Maintenant! Funk this! I'll edit more later!
