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Howdy. I just got back from Spain and holyshititwasfuckingawesome.
I really don't even know where to start, or how to even prove the trip justice. Well, I did take over 100 pictures... if i can't say it then i'll just show it.
Friday, April 21, 2006
We got there after like nine hours of bitching-mom. We finally got there and we absolutely hated, hated the place. We only got a chance to see the "ghetto" of the place and seriously, it looked like a cheap beach-version of Reno without the casinos. I mean the hotel didn't have a freaking gym and it was the best one in town. The only good thing was that we were on the top floor with a view of the Mediteranean. I figured it was going to be a long ass week.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Woke up, thinking we're in a shitjoint. Fortunately, we ran into this awesome Spainard and his crazy cool kid in the elevator, which by the way are about (sorry Peter, but I have to use you as a measuring unit) 1 and a half Peter's big. So anyway, we talked for about 40 minutes and he told us all the places that don't resemble Reno. We went and found a nicer place... and i think my mom flirted...and things started getting a little brighter.. but only a little cause I still think my mom was flirting.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
I don't even know dude.
Monday, April 24, 2006
We hitched a ride with that awesome Spainard, his wide, and his crazy cool kid to MARBELLA. Dude, I have seriously never in my life ever, EVER seen so much wealth. These people were seriously and truly the richest of the rich. I counted 5 Lambourginis, 4 Bentleys, 6 Rolls Royces, 4 Ferraris, and like 49,826,345 Mercedes. We went to Puerto Banus, which is the hot spot for these people and their yachts. I've never ever seen so much wealth in one place... and I obviously wanted to be a part of it. Sooo, I pretended I was rich. I went into all of the really expensive stores including Armani, Dior, Versace, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana, and Gucci and made the people bring me water and shitloads of clothes and in the end I would just tell them that I've seen better in Italy. IT WAS SO GREAT! I LOVE POWER! But in the end I did get a pair of Armani underwear. Why, you ask, did I get a pair of Armani underwear. Well, I have a variety of answers for you. a) It was the cheapest thing on the block, sadly. b) It made me feel like I was a part of the gang. c) People in the other designer stores saw that I had an Armani shopping bag so they assumed I was a serious shopper (HAHHA LOSERS). and d) My penis deserves the ultimate best in designer fashion and comfort.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
I walked headfirst into the glass door in the lobby and as if I hadn't drawn enough attention to myself, my mother screamed, "KAVEH?!". As of today, I avoided all lobby staff at all cost. BUT, I also got the fucking coolest clothes on the fucking face of the planet.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
I went to SEVILLE. Holy freaking sweet Jesus, it was fucking beautiful. This is one of the things that words can't prove justice too.. (CLICK FOR WEBSHOTS PICTURES)
Thursday, April 27, 2006
I went to MORROCO today! Dude, it seriously made me appreciate what we have in America so much more. I kid you not, around 40-50 people literally begged us buy these little things like bracelets and wooden camels.. which reminds me.. I RODE A CAMEL, it kicked ass.. literally. A lady's ass got kicked by a camel. When I went, I got a "tour", if you really want to call it that, and also went to a Morrocan resturant.. even the band came around to get money. After that we went to the bazzar, where we were literally completely sorrounding by vendors. I was trying to take a picture but I didn't have enough room to even go into my pockets. Finally, we went to this herbalist where they showed us their versions of medicine and what they use. One of their things was this remedy for stuffed noses. They took poppy seeds and put them in a small sack and ground them. Then they put the sack under their nose and sniffed. I did it, but a sniffed way too hard and my nose was on fire for an hour. Also, my mom got a massage. In this picture (link), look where her hand is... I swear to go to God she was flirting, which makes me feel sick.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Came home. I had to go through the lobby today... and everyone looked at me. It was mildly embarressing.
But all in all, it was an awesome trip. I really actually did enjoy it a lot.
And furthermore, I was going through my computer and found really old pictures that prove I have no life. At all.
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