Euro Shorts Arrived!
After two days, Spanair delivered my stuff. Naturally I paused before actually putting on clean underwear, but eventually caved in.
I don't have a bathing suit, but quickly found out that the Euro Shorts I accidentally purched as underwear before leaving enable me to fit in nicely as a local on the beach. As this is a family friendly foray for now, no fotos.
Barcelona is amazing. The coffee is strong, the weather is mild and the people are friendly. Enjoying myself quite a bit, spending a lot of time with other first years.
We recently took a field trip to a string of nightclubs in the hills where Ashwin transitioned from Salsa to Hip-Hop without missing a beat, wowing while wooing the ladies.
It's been difficult to get much admin garbage done, with August bank hours from 12:00- 12:15, and ample distractions. I'm homing in on permanent housing, a pre-requisite for a residence card, essential to legally purchase a moto, which will open up the city tremendously.
As for my Spanish, I think the pic taken last night at Botafumeiro- a phenomenal seafood restaurant we closed down at 1:45- indicates the Costa Rican hand gestures translate to the mother country, though I'm yet to master Castilian pronunciation.