Hi everybody, I'm back with my tales once more and quite better (at least on how late am I on publishing), some might say. This time I'm to talk about the last adventure in Europe with my buddies from Vermont living now in Spain: the crazy "espanish".
A little bit of our background is that last year we studied together in the University of Vermont, as part of the international exchange students and actually lived under the same dorm for 6 months (one was even my roomie so we shared even the same roof for a while). Along with around 30 other internationals we spent a really nice time together and now that I came to Europe my visit to them was pending. Eva lives in Madrid, while Alberto and Miguel live in Pamplona and that's why scheduling something together started to seem like an impossible task and so far (almost 8 months since I first arrived to this continent) we hadn't done so.
It all changed due to the lovelly Eva, who started sending some messages through Facebook trying to arrange a date for us to meet. After some weeks of writing stuff back and forth, I decided to go and visit her even if we couldn't meet the others in Pamplona. It was a crazy way to go, but hadn't it been like that stuff wouldn't have happened; so before you know it I was on the bus to Madrid and went to see Eva. First couple of days I stayed at her place having a wonderful time exploring the city and enjoying her and her parent's hospitality for which I'm more than grateful. We even planned about going to some beach or doing short one-day-trips to nearby areas so I could do a little bit more of my travelling along my friend. However things changed when we finally got to talk to our pamplonian friends.
Once more the principle of "do it and think later" applied and also before you know it we took the car and drove 5 hrs to Pamplona to meet this guys, although they were kinda busy working (that's what happens to people on reality, not to crazy Mexican guys on an exchange program in Valencia) but we were determined to meet them. Actually they also did a big effort to host us and they did an awesome job staying with us, showing us around and even partying once they finished their shift and chores.
Quite a bad thing we were there for only a couple of days and we all have to return to normal life, which is why on the last day we woke up really early and drove back to Madrid so I could catch my bus back to Valencia, ending then this wonderful trip. However, this didn't happen before arranging one last adventure once again in Pamplona for July and we all agreed on joining and enjoying it as much as we can. Can't wait for it!
