.:spain:.
i was drunk one week straight, snippets only:
boy's birthday we woke & made bacon butties & squeezed fresh orange juice. we took to the roof with these treasures. we sat on the roof terrace as the sun came up, with sparkling wine.
at the markets we bought some fresh produce & stopped and had a cana (small beer).
sunned our nordic selves on the terrace with beer (cider for me due to the gf) many days. some times with sangria. siestas.
walking down the beaches in sun & in wind, beach, eating lunch almost touching the water - paella, fish & creme caramel. with two bottles of wine.
one night my brother & he got drunk, smoked cigars & drank cognac, with underbites, acting like don corleone.
sitting under two rocks under the only tree around, in some strange scrubland, having intense crazy conversations & almost breaking up. realising we don't really want to. & it is okay for me to remain friends with this guy i cheated on him with before we left oz. that makes me feel less crazy. a lot less crazy, actually. it's a vice of mine - if i think it is not permitted i must do it.
besides, he has great abs:
& sitting inside peering at the rain, drinking cider & reading out loud from nietzche's thus spoke zarathustra to the boy.
today went to skansen, the outdoor museum/zoo in stockholm. i saw wolves, an otter snuffling, seals swimming, a red fox sleeping, a mink snoozing, a monkey sitting on an iguana, and some other animals (nineteen kinds in all), walking around freeeeezing in the snow. it is the coldest winter since 1987 i think. in stockholm for one more week. then japaaaaaaaan. excitement.
i was drunk one week straight, snippets only:
boy's birthday we woke & made bacon butties & squeezed fresh orange juice. we took to the roof with these treasures. we sat on the roof terrace as the sun came up, with sparkling wine.
at the markets we bought some fresh produce & stopped and had a cana (small beer).
sunned our nordic selves on the terrace with beer (cider for me due to the gf) many days. some times with sangria. siestas.
walking down the beaches in sun & in wind, beach, eating lunch almost touching the water - paella, fish & creme caramel. with two bottles of wine.
one night my brother & he got drunk, smoked cigars & drank cognac, with underbites, acting like don corleone.
sitting under two rocks under the only tree around, in some strange scrubland, having intense crazy conversations & almost breaking up. realising we don't really want to. & it is okay for me to remain friends with this guy i cheated on him with before we left oz. that makes me feel less crazy. a lot less crazy, actually. it's a vice of mine - if i think it is not permitted i must do it.
besides, he has great abs:
& sitting inside peering at the rain, drinking cider & reading out loud from nietzche's thus spoke zarathustra to the boy.
today went to skansen, the outdoor museum/zoo in stockholm. i saw wolves, an otter snuffling, seals swimming, a red fox sleeping, a mink snoozing, a monkey sitting on an iguana, and some other animals (nineteen kinds in all), walking around freeeeezing in the snow. it is the coldest winter since 1987 i think. in stockholm for one more week. then japaaaaaaaan. excitement.