Friday

I finally went to Puerto Animas. And it really wasn't as great as it had been hyped up.  The music was good and the ambiance was great but everyone there seemed to be either 16-18 or really muscly guys wearing shirts so tight that you could see their nipples. And they were short, per usual.  Needless to say, I had lots of fun with my friends. And we met up with Patricio there too and ended up going back to his apartment with his Polish room mate and talking until 6:30 in the morning! 

Spain is weird.  I think there are 34 days until I leave for London.