Ok well I'm in Lisbon, I arrived at 8 am Lisbon time on Thursday morning. Someone from the program picked me up from the airport and drove me to my new home. It's a little dorm type room with a desk, bed, lots of storage, and a mini fridge! I share a bathroom with one girl who introduced herself to me, she seems very nice, but I can't remember her name.. typical (I remembered, it's Georgina, she's Greek). It's very modern and chic. Yes I brought my teddy bear with me. Fuck everyone but Bojangles, he gets to travel the world with me. It is now Saturday and I am a failure at keeping you all up to date. But, in my defense, I've had a busy last couple of days. Let's start with Thursday. I unpacked my suitcases and got settled into my new room then went out to the only place I know. I needed euros to pay my security deposit here, so I figured out how to get to the one place I know. I am about a 25 minute walk away from the hostel I stayed in last time I was here. I live like a block away from the water and about a 5 minute walk away from this street called Pink Street which is just bars and clubs and yes, the street is actually pink. It's about a 10 minute walk to the center of the city where all the tourists go. Once I got there, I knew where I was and was so excited because I partially know my way around this city! So I continued to walk down the famous streets that were all so familiar to me, got my euros, then decided since I was only 10 minutes away from the hostel, I'd stop by. Let me tell you, this hostel is a few doors down from a minimercado (mini market, kind of like a gas station) and I know the owner. I stopped there and Som (the owner) was talking with a customer so I just stood there quietly and waited for him to notice me. He turned around, looked at me, realized it was really me, then came over and hug / picked me up. He was very surprised and happy to see me. He hugged me again. I bought my favorite cigarettes and an apple cider, then went next door to my old stomping grounds (Liv'in Lisbon - if you're ever in Lisbon, I recommend staying here). I was looking for my friend, Miguel, but instead I ran into the manager whose name I can't remember, I think it's Nuno or Bruno. He remembered me and called Miguel for me to see if he was around (he wasn't). So I walked back to my dorm and took a nap. I think I woke up about 3-4 hours and I was starving. I knew what I wanted to eat, so I walked back over to the hostel because my favorite pizza place is next door. I've been waiting to eat this pizza again since I left. It's not even like it's that good, it's just cheap and you get a whole damn pizza. I was also hoping I would run into the hostess who is this beautiful Portuguese woman named Katia, but unfortunately she no longer works there. So I sat down and had dinner by myself. I really enjoy being alone, everyone is so surprised that I came here by myself, but I prefer it that way. After dinner, I went next door to the hostel and Miguel answered the door. He introduced me to the new people working at the hostel and told me they were planning on going out, so I decided to go with them. Oh yeah, so the way things work here is that dinner is at like 9pm and then you don't leave to go out until 11. It was me, three girls from Toronto, and 2 guys that were staying in the hostel. We were just going down the street to this cool bar I'd been to before. When you walk in there's this hallway full of graffiti, then theres a huge basketball court, and then a little bar on the side with 3 different rooms. So we just hung out and drank there for a couple hours. I met a guy that sold me some hash for only 5 euros and it's actually good shit. Around 1:30 am, they were all going to go back to the hostel, but I obviously was going to go home which was 20 minutes away. I walked through the streets at 2 am and surprisingly, no one creepy tried to sell me drugs or kidnap me. I like to think that I look pretty intimidating too so people don't fuck with me. I got home safely and fell asleep in my bed that is way too big for just me. I slept almost all of the day away on Friday, I blame jet lag. I finally got out of bed around 8 pm and once again was starving. I took a shower and got ready for the night. I was going to try to find a place to eat on the way to the hostel but nothing seemed appealing, so I went for pizza again lol. I almost ate the whole pizza this time, I was so hungry. After I ate, I ran into Miguel drinking beer with a few friends next door to the market. He bought me a beer and I sat with them for a while. He told me there were people at the hostel planning to do the pub crawl, so I went over there once Miguel left. It was only me, this sweet girl named Sara, and two American guys (one from LA and one from NY). We walked over to the G spot (a hostel/bar) to meet with the other pub crawlers, but they had already left. We walked over to Bairro Alto (the neighborhood where all the bars are) and found them at our favorite bar called Oito Nove where we get discount drinks if we're with someone that works at the hostel. I took a shot then ordered the most amazing drink in the world. It's black vodka blended with strawberries and it tastes just like a strawberry smoothie. Don't ask me what black vodka is because I have no idea. We stayed there for about an hour, I think, then followed the pub crawlers to another bar down the street. It was very, very crowded so I tried to stick to the side of a wall and smoke a cigarette. While I was standing there smoking my little heart out, a guy approached me and asked to borrow a lighter. Luckily, he didn't just borrow my lighter and then bounce (I hate when people do that or you give them a cigarette and they just leave), he actually stroke up a conversation with me. I talked with him for a while because Sara and I had lost the two guys that came with us, then I lost her, so I just continued to hang out with this guy. Then, I found Sara, she was actually hanging out with his friends he was with. We all wandered down the road to the next bar. I had finally finished my delicious strawberry drink, so this guy bought me a drink. I think I had my first Jaeger-bomb last night. It was really sweet and made my tummy feel all weird afterwards. He also bought me a huge ass beer that he then had to help me drink. All of his friends are super funny and nice. Eventually, we moved onto another bar and we're all pretty drunk at this point and it was getting kind of late so I made my way back home. I went to sleep and I eventually woke up around 2:30 and of course, I was starving, so I went out to get some food. As I'm walking downtown, I look over and see the guy I met the night before and all of his friends drinking beers at a table! I'm like what the fuck are the odds??? I thought I'd never see them again haha. So I sit down with them, order a ham and cheese toast sandwich and a coca-cola. They paid for it which was very nice, because I even gave them my money. Then, I needed to go to this store in the mall to put money on my Portuguese sim card so I could text. I took the metro to the mall, got my phone working, then came back to my neighborhood, stopped at the market to get a few things. Now I'm back in my room relaxing until it's time to go out again. My body is sore already from walking up the hills here. I can feel it in my butt lol. I am so happy walking around this city. I can't even explain how wonderful it feels to just be here on my own. OH MY I can't believe I forgot to mention this, as I was walking downtown earlier this afternoon, I'm just walking right and this guy whispers "sex" in my ear. I was like WHAT THE FUCK. I've been offered hash, cocaine, weed, but never sex!!! I should have turned around and kicked him in the dick. Anyway, I should start getting ready for tonight.
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