On Thursday Laura and Chloe and I met a bunch of different Spanish guys. It was great because I am so sick of constantly being around Americans and I just want Spanish friends! There were some super nice older men we met who had studied in Oviedo like 20 years ago and now live in Madrid. They bought us beers and a sandwich, then proceeded to tell us that all the younger guys were looking at us and we were wasting our time talking to them. So the guy that spoke the most English would stop younger guys on the street and tell them to talk to us. SUPER EMBARRASSING. But it turned out we met a group of like 6 guys who were pretty chill and work at this club called Green. One of them spoke some English, but the rest didn't at all. Besides the one who only knew English cuss words. In fact, we stood in the street for a solid 30 minutes listening to him say Shit Mother Fucker (sorry bout the language daddy!) over and over as we giggled at his accent. Most entertaining thing ever haha.
Anyways, they invited us to Green tonight and we went. The Shit Mother Fucker guy found us and gave us shots, then we danced a little and ended up leaving around 4. Not the most exciting night, but at least they remembered us and we now can say we know some Spaniards. On the way home I took some pictures and looked like a total tourist. I was slightly intoxicated, so they aren't the best quality but we do what we can, right?
NBD, just walking past the Cathedral on the way home
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| The street full of people at 4am |
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| The cathedral again. I should really be a photographer... |
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| more people |
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