just beachy

today was a day of chillaxing, and eavesdropping on spanish conversations.

i started the day with a breakfast of champions.

then i headed for la playa.

i rented one of these bad boys, and thanks to my breakfast of champions, fell asleep on the beach for a couple hours.

after i woke up, i went for a walk.

i kicked it on the sand for a while, and then went back to my beach bed and slept and read and tanned for another 5 hours.

then it was time for a snack. emily i can see your yuckville face right now. unfortunately, these crackers weren't as fabs as i hoped, but the milk was pretty tasty.

at around 6, i went back to my hotel, the town house. it looks a lot nicer from the outside. i was only going to kick back and watch the olympics for a little bit, but then they went and showed the mens' swimming. wow.

when they stopped showing swimming and started like javelin or something, i headed out on the boardwalk.

view to the left

i realized it was a full moon! i sat down and listened to this guy sing american folk songs. this was when i noticed i had seen absolutely no americans and heard no american english. almost everyone is spanish, and like 20% are british/french/german/italian.

the sunset was beautiful. i missed eezy and wondered how many ghosts he and nicolai 3000 saw in savannah.

buildings in the old town

candy shop. hard to resist.

cute stores selling tchotchkes in the old town

damn you

so that was my day. miss you and wish you were here with me! off to ronda...if the bus drivers decide to work today.