Snowy days...
It's snowing outside... actually it's been snowing since last night. And weather.com predicts some version of snow for the next 4 days. I haven't been this depressed since college. That's a lie. I was a lot _more_ depressed in college. At least my first couple years.
That brings me to... The highlight of my college years. The dear friends that I made while spending my third year at Oxford. I found this word document that my friend Andy had compiled, detailing all of our adventures from our Spain Reunion 2002. It's pretty fucking awesome.
Some direct quotes:
"While at the airport, had heart-attacks every time we saw a filled luggage trolley emerge from the doorway, hoping desperately that the piles of luggage did not belong to Vivian. Cardiac rate decreases when we see Vivian…and her small suitcase and carryon…whew!"
"in Valencia. Fallas are something to see, but viv is trying to navigate way to hostel without killing us all. Can see the headlines now ‘Dumb rich kids in big ass BMW caught in pitiful attempt to navigate streets of Valencia’. Actually, Vivian’s doing a brilliant job, considering she’s used to the more ‘civilised’ streets of L.A. Oh the irony…."
"On the way down to the metro stop, I almost get run over by a car while crossing the street, prompting Naty to announce the headline ‘Suicidal Chinito gets run over by ‘wencho’ !!’. Thanks, I love you too Naty. We find a shop where Vivian buys all the strawberry mentos available at the counter and then asks the cashier if there are any more. Naty, Fabio and I pretend not to know her. "
"Dropped stuff off at car and then went into Plaza Réal, where Naty called to try and get accommodation in Seville. Meanwhile, a bird flew over Vivian, first pissing on her arm, then shitting in her hair, sending her into a screaming frenzy, as she ran around screaming ‘OH MY GOD! THIS IS SOOOOO GROSS!!! AHHHHHH!!!!’ Naty continued futile search for accommodation on the phone while trying to restrain herself from cracking up, all while Fabio tried to hold Vivian down, who was now screaming bloody murder and running around the plaza. I ended up taking Vivian to McDonalds, going into the women’s restroom with her to help her wash the shit out of her hair. To console herself, Vivian bought a chocolate Sundae."
Just some of the many many hilarious moments/memories during that trip...
That brings me to... The highlight of my college years. The dear friends that I made while spending my third year at Oxford. I found this word document that my friend Andy had compiled, detailing all of our adventures from our Spain Reunion 2002. It's pretty fucking awesome.
Some direct quotes:
"While at the airport, had heart-attacks every time we saw a filled luggage trolley emerge from the doorway, hoping desperately that the piles of luggage did not belong to Vivian. Cardiac rate decreases when we see Vivian…and her small suitcase and carryon…whew!"
"in Valencia. Fallas are something to see, but viv is trying to navigate way to hostel without killing us all. Can see the headlines now ‘Dumb rich kids in big ass BMW caught in pitiful attempt to navigate streets of Valencia’. Actually, Vivian’s doing a brilliant job, considering she’s used to the more ‘civilised’ streets of L.A. Oh the irony…."
"On the way down to the metro stop, I almost get run over by a car while crossing the street, prompting Naty to announce the headline ‘Suicidal Chinito gets run over by ‘wencho’ !!’. Thanks, I love you too Naty. We find a shop where Vivian buys all the strawberry mentos available at the counter and then asks the cashier if there are any more. Naty, Fabio and I pretend not to know her. "
"Dropped stuff off at car and then went into Plaza Réal, where Naty called to try and get accommodation in Seville. Meanwhile, a bird flew over Vivian, first pissing on her arm, then shitting in her hair, sending her into a screaming frenzy, as she ran around screaming ‘OH MY GOD! THIS IS SOOOOO GROSS!!! AHHHHHH!!!!’ Naty continued futile search for accommodation on the phone while trying to restrain herself from cracking up, all while Fabio tried to hold Vivian down, who was now screaming bloody murder and running around the plaza. I ended up taking Vivian to McDonalds, going into the women’s restroom with her to help her wash the shit out of her hair. To console herself, Vivian bought a chocolate Sundae."
Just some of the many many hilarious moments/memories during that trip...
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