1. EDIT: I quit. It's too hard.
2. I got a letter yesterday confirming my acceptance to a private speech by the Basque president Irrabtxea. There were only 30 people in total allowed. I was happy to be invited. There were five seats open to international students and it was open to first-come-first-serve. I was number five. It was simply a matter of being at the right place at the right time. Today I picked up a paper and was surprised to see myself in the photos because I happened to be behind the president when journalists must have taken his photo. I stole one of the papers for home. I tried to find an online photo to post on here but the articles just used close-ups of the president's face and not everything else.
3. There are free classes at my dorm for Euskeran (the language of the Basque). I am going to take it. Fo sho.
4. I hate making updates now. It's becoming a chore.
5. Pintxos are delicious.
6. Churros are too expensive.
7. Goodnight, Saigo... er... America.
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haha... Fo Sho. Crack me up.
ReplyDeleteI know, out of all your interesting posts, this is what I choose to comment on.
I'm enjoying living vicariously through your blog, so better not stop updating! Have fun Patrick!
You stole a newspaper? Don't stop updating this blog, we'll all think you entered the Spanish Penitentiary System!
ReplyDeleteYeah, there weren't any left for sale. I don't feel all that bad because I stole it from my dorm lobby - not a newspaper vendor. And I didn't steal the whole thing, just the middle insert that has the article.
ReplyDeleteWorking on your Italian, huh? And your classroom will be the bar and your teachers these two girls? Are you going to be one of these guys that has a girl in every port?
ReplyDeleteHaha, when I wrote learning it I actually meant cracking open a book. But upon a little digging I have quickly given up. I'll stick to Basque once classes for that begin.
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