The usual input. What has it been now? One week, two?
Last week I just felt like shit and stayed in most of the time. Maybe I went through some kind of depression since shit is happening so fast and all I wanna do is to actually go home, back to my cold winterland Sweden. It ain't that bad, people! But I stand tall and will make these last weeks fucking perfect. And so I did.
Last Saturday Julia and I went for San Sebastían. Even though our bus was full and we had to go for another, we eventually made it. After two hours and a round tour in most of the cities in Navarra.
The pinchos were good and the beer better.That piece of salmon tickled my taste buds just in the right places and have you every heard about the queso Idiazábal (the link is in spanish). I approve of that cheese. I am thinking about starting a expost/import business. Here they need glögg and us people in Sweden need this cheese.
I found crepes with nutella (not like them crepes in Aix but nothing beats nutella) and while we were at it, we bought a fake tit. Why not, actually? Unfortunately I think we lost it later that night. Well, that is what happens when you carry your tits out, apparently. Que pena. Such a nice tit. And I made Julia buy fake lashes, hehe. But totally worth it since she has these criminally long lashes and with them her eyes looked dashing. Everything about her looked dashing that night. If I looked dashing? No, I was drunk.
In these pictures it looks so cold but it was nice and we got some healthy sun. Also the shores were beautiful. Like any other summer resort.
From the port side of San Sebastían. There was this lovely, long walk and hysterically many people running/jogging/exercising who kept bumping into us.
From left: Julia, Mirian, Mikel and I.
Hombre, I´m gonna miss these people.
hasta luego,
Louise
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