Balenthia at last

So now I´m currently in Valencia with the Drake. Today I made rice and filetes, and they were both failures. There´s a lot more to simple Spanish cooking than you think. At first we were disappointed until we decided to just pretend Schnocone cooked it, and then we realized that it was actually pretty good for his garbage cuisine. Tomorrow we try again.

Since I last posted, not much happened, but the Olympics fiesta in Madrid was really great. Beforehand, I decided to botellón which means I drank calimocho (coke and wine). Not a good idea when the temperature is over 100 degrees and you´re about to stand around in a group of sweaty sweaty Spaniards radiating body heat, and pushing to get closer to Shakira. Needless to say I was nauseous and spent half the time craning my neck searching for streams of air that hadn´t already been breathed and blown out of the noses of other people. If I wasn´t as tall as I am, I totally would have passed out. At the fiesta they had an artificial fire display (fireworks), and the explosions blew out the windows of my apartment building because we´re just that close to the center of things. I really hope Madrid gets the Olympics, but I think the French are going to weasel their ways into it. They´re like the Susan Lucci of candidate cities, so you just know the IOC is going to hand it to them this time around.

Ummm, my job could not be sketchier so I´m pretty sure I´m going to squat in Cambridge for a little bit before coming home because Mallorca is looking less and less certain. Then I´d probably return to GI in August. I hung out more with the Señora and her daughter and had a time watching what we call "Los Mexicanos" which is actually just a mexican telenovela, but it´s better to just call them mexicans since categorizing people is what Spaniards do. Ceriously, though, the Lush´s Mumma would love this show, it´s all cheesy period drama that is so bad that I always fall asleep halfway through while the other two sit transfixed. I think I´m going to go visit the fam in Murcia once they arrive, because they´ll probably actually CALL me unlike some Spanish women, so I´ll actually be able to meet them. Ugh.

Oh, but Valencia´s seriously cool and the three of us are loving it, even if we´re a little lazy and don´t actually do anything. That´ll change soon, but I love living my cheap imitation of a trustfund baby´s life.

Luego.

Oh, I also drank at an Egyptian temple in Madrid. It was pretty awesome.