Friday, January 27, 2012

Sensory overload is the only way to describe it-- beautiful architecture, cobbled streets, sun. Sloppy, tearful, wonderful reunion with Anna upon arrival. Vino and a cozy siesta together immediately. Lots of bars, too many drinks, spanish improving after each one. Gah I've so missed this language-- vibrant and full of expression.

Spent the week exploring and getting lost in the city during the day and tapas, vino, futbol games at night.

Awestruck at el Prado. So inspired to start painting again. Words cannot express. Rico. Me voy.

Coffees are very small...expresso don't want to know how many I order at a time.

Thursday evening Anna and I met up with her friends Pablo and Nico for beers and a very heated game of backgammon. Lost track of time...sprinted through the city to make it to the bus station on time. Boarded the bus to Córdoba one minute before it pulled out of the station. Qué gringa. This feels more like it :)
Arrived in Córdoba at 1am. Alone on the bus at night made me nervous at first but turned out to be incredibly peaceful. Traveling alone is going to be scary and lonely and reflective and wonderful.

I must have looked pretty frazzled though because the guy a couple of seats away gave me half of his sandwich. Gracias hombre!!

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