My weeks are low key boring right now because I'm stuck taking class in the morning for 3 hours. Sometimes I'll go out on a weekday but then it's really hard to wake up for class in the morning. Luckily it's only until 1 pm this week, so I can take a siesta afterwards. I just look forward to the weekend every week. Tomorrow is a holiday so we don't have class which means I get to go out tonight! I'm going to go to my friend's flat and drink with them first, maybe hopefully smoke some weed then go out to the bars. It should be fun because most likely every student in the Spanish classes will be out tonight since we don't have class tomorrow haha. And on Wednesday there is an ESN (Erasmus Student Network) welcome party at one of the bars, so I'll probably go to that because it will be all international students. Except then class on Thursday will be painful. Oh well, I guess. This weekend was cool. I went out on Friday and got pretty damn drunk like to the point where I had a terrible headache the next day. I don't really get hungover but I drank a lot (for me). 3 small tequila sunrises, a tequila shot, a beer, 2 shots of vodka, and some more beer. In that order. So I was fucked up and couldn't find any of my friends, well actually I found some, but not the ones I was looking for haha. I went home kind of early (3:30) and fell asleep. Slept basically all day on Saturday. But I did go out and see the parade in the city which was boring, but cool because there were horses and I like horses. On Sunday, I woke up early and headed to the bus station to meet my friends for a beach day! The bus ride took forever (like almost 2 hours) because we had to stop every 5 seconds to pick someone up or drop someone off. My friend's friend planned this, so we ended up getting off the bus in basically the middle of nowhere. Walked straight and luckily ran into the beach. It was pretty, but not as pretty as I was expecting. There was a guy alone at the cafe there and he had his dog with him, but he wanted to go swim, so he asked us if we could watch his dog while he goes. We had a dog for like 10 minutes, it was a chihuahua named Elvis. I don't really like chihuahuas, but Elvis was pretty rad. I took this awesome picture of the guy and Elvis. Just a man and his dog. We spent like 6 hours at the beach. The water here is pretty warm because it's the Mediterranean Sea, so I was able to actually enjoy the water. We had a hell of a time trying to get back to Murcia. I guess on Sunday's the bus only comes twice a day, once at sometime around 12 and once at 8:50 pm. We didn't know where to catch the bus either because the driver that dropped us off said the bus wouldn't stop here later. We ended up walking like 20 or 25 minutes to the next stop then had to wait for an hour and a half. Luckily, there was a pretty sunset to watch. Also, I saw this cool gate to a house that I liked. And I peed in some bushes. Finally, we got on the bus and it took about an hour and a half to get back to Murcia. To get back home to my place, I would have had to walk 20 minutes to the tram then take the tram for another 20 minutes and I was so tired, so luckily my friend drove me home and we stopped to eat because I was really hungry. YEAH COOL STORY.
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Maddie Lang
Dreamer. Adventurer. Wallflower. Lover. Fighter. Kentuckian / Californian. Finding my purpose in the world. Archives
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