Things are getting busy, which I like :)
Friday I go see the magic fountain with friends
http://www.bcn.cat/parcsijardins/fonts/EN/magica.html
Saturday, beach volleyball and then a party.
Today. Cooking and cleaning :(
Alright, ladies and gentlemen,
For your entertainment and contemplation I have a tale for you. A true story that happened to me yesterday.
After cooking and cleaning for a large portion of the day, my roommates kicked me out, kindly :) to see some more of the city, its pretty late but in Spain, everyone is out all the time.
While I was out, I decided to catch one of those tourist buses. I always see them, and it would be a good way see the city and explore some places I have not seen before.
At the ticket booth, I ask about the buses from a gentlemen, not much older than me. He has a cool hair style, with some scruff and a nose ring. His English is pretty good, and find it comforting in a city that seems to eat, sleep, and breath Spanish, and Catalan :)
So he starts to chat me up. I am a bored tourist with nothing to do, so I talk to him. Its cool. I see him talk in Japanese, Italian, Spanish, Catalan, and of course English. So after a while, the sun is setting. I was there maybe a half an hour. So like my Spanish teacher taught me, to practice my Spanish ¿Te gusteria tomar un cafe conmigo para practicer mi espanol? Which means, do you want to drink some coffee with me and practice Spanish with me?
He seemed cool. So we walk along the street, and he points out buildings, telling me the history of them. We meet some of his female friends and chill with them for a bit. So after a couple of hours instead of coffee we end up at a Japanese restaurant. I can honestly say we spoke mostly English.
We talk, he just broke up with his lover after 7 years, and his father died recently. He is starting his own business. He has a dream to Japan. Micky was an interesting fellow. Still he kept asking me questions about myself, but I just thought he was curious, like my Spanish teacher told me about people from Barcelona.
Then he started to get very handy. But again, my Spanish teacher told me this was normal. Spanish people are warm! It is there custom!
I go to the bathroom and he pays bill, which is extremely kind of him. We go out to a bar, one that we worked at. And then it comes, "You know people that have their ring on their thumb in Spain, it means that you are bisexual. Are you gay?"
I am not gay, never tried, never been curious, but I appreciate the compliment :)
Micky is a cool guy, we are going to hang out later.
That was my yesterday. Today moving the ring.
Friday I go see the magic fountain with friends
http://www.bcn.cat/parcsijardins/fonts/EN/magica.html
Saturday, beach volleyball and then a party.
Today. Cooking and cleaning :(
Alright, ladies and gentlemen,
For your entertainment and contemplation I have a tale for you. A true story that happened to me yesterday.
After cooking and cleaning for a large portion of the day, my roommates kicked me out, kindly :) to see some more of the city, its pretty late but in Spain, everyone is out all the time.
While I was out, I decided to catch one of those tourist buses. I always see them, and it would be a good way see the city and explore some places I have not seen before.
At the ticket booth, I ask about the buses from a gentlemen, not much older than me. He has a cool hair style, with some scruff and a nose ring. His English is pretty good, and find it comforting in a city that seems to eat, sleep, and breath Spanish, and Catalan :)
So he starts to chat me up. I am a bored tourist with nothing to do, so I talk to him. Its cool. I see him talk in Japanese, Italian, Spanish, Catalan, and of course English. So after a while, the sun is setting. I was there maybe a half an hour. So like my Spanish teacher taught me, to practice my Spanish ¿Te gusteria tomar un cafe conmigo para practicer mi espanol? Which means, do you want to drink some coffee with me and practice Spanish with me?
He seemed cool. So we walk along the street, and he points out buildings, telling me the history of them. We meet some of his female friends and chill with them for a bit. So after a couple of hours instead of coffee we end up at a Japanese restaurant. I can honestly say we spoke mostly English.
We talk, he just broke up with his lover after 7 years, and his father died recently. He is starting his own business. He has a dream to Japan. Micky was an interesting fellow. Still he kept asking me questions about myself, but I just thought he was curious, like my Spanish teacher told me about people from Barcelona.
Then he started to get very handy. But again, my Spanish teacher told me this was normal. Spanish people are warm! It is there custom!
I go to the bathroom and he pays bill, which is extremely kind of him. We go out to a bar, one that we worked at. And then it comes, "You know people that have their ring on their thumb in Spain, it means that you are bisexual. Are you gay?"
I am not gay, never tried, never been curious, but I appreciate the compliment :)
Micky is a cool guy, we are going to hang out later.
That was my yesterday. Today moving the ring.
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