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my exciting life - journal

Part 1 Castles in Spain

Week 6 Sunday July 24th to Saturday July 30th

I must confess that I've been negligent with my journal lately. I'm going to change the format to weekly to see if I can improve.

So I left off last week wondering what was to become of me. My tour for the momemt has been suspended indefinitely. It has become the jumping off point that has brought me into another world.

I love Bilbao. Here I am both exotic and totally anonymous (did I spell that right?). So, can I get back to that friend of Jon and Alicia's that I started to hang out with? Her name is Claudette and I can't for the life of me figure out what a name like that is doing in a place like this. She has no job and no prospects, just like me so we're a perfect fit. She lives here with her parents and what, to me, is a large family (five kids).

We met one night last week during las fiestas de Santutxu. She's beautiful and mysterious and all that but so far all we have done is talk. In Spanish of course, her English is non existent. But we talk everywhere and about everything. I am an open book.

Not that communicating in a foreign language doesn't present its problems but hey, what can I say, necessity is the mother of invention.

So we walk and talk and smoke and drink and days melt into nights which turn back into days. Of course, she has to go home periodically (even in a family of that size, she is eventually missed). So I turn into a zombie and wander aimlessly until I see her again. I think Jon and Alicia are starting to get sick of me hanging around but more of that later, maybe next week. Ciao.