Deep Breath

Well, the timer tells me I have exactly 7 minutes left of the incredibly expensive internet at the Spanish version of Blockbuster a few blocks from my house. I can´t even remember what I wrote last time, so I´m going to recap and please forgive me if I repeat.

Morocco was amazing. A unique experience in every sense of the word. I have tons of pictures, etc. to put up but a word of caution to anyone who might come across this blog with the ganas to go to Morocco. If you are a female, do NOT go alone or even with other girls. If you want to know the reasons I say that, send me an e-mail. We don´t want to make Mom worry :-)

Porto is a dilapidated, ugly, potentially dismaying absolutely charming city that I wish I could have spent more time in. I realized that I can read Portuguese with little effort, but that it´s much harder to understand when spoken.

Santiago de Compostela is probably my least favorite destination in Spain. It was a cool experience, but I don´t have a great desire to go back. It really does look like Ireland though. It´s crazy to think you´re still in Spain.

I´m still awaiting news of my cousin´s baby. I have had my cell on my at all time, so either it´s taking its time or someone forgot to call me (ahem, ahem)

Oh no, I have to go. No mopre time! mORE COMING SOON!

lOTSA LOVE