I made it :)

MIKEL
JORGE MIGUEL

GISSY JORGE AND ME

If you´d seen me vomit before my flight - you would have expected that I´d have a miserable time on the plane. But you would be underestimating the power of hypnotism. Hypnotism and Valiuum. I had a wonderful and easy flight. I sat next to some hoodlum from the Ukraine and we shared the middle aisle. He and I stretched out and laid head to foot for most of the flight. It was quite comfortable. The flight from Amsterdam to Madrid was even more painless, I fell asleep before takeoff and woke up just as we landed. Customs took two seconds, they asked me nothing, and then a taxi driver walked up to me immediately and offered me a ride. The driver turned out to be a scum bag though--- he kept trying to convince me to have a drink with him. He also over charged me. But I made it successfully to Jorge´s house. He came down and met me and helped my lug my luggage (I now understand the true meaning of the word ¨luggage¨) up to the top floor of his apartment.
We´ve been having a great time although its becoming a little tiresome explaining why I won´t let him cheat on his girlfriend. So tiresome in fact that I´m going to have to cut the time I had planned on staying here a little short (aparently the only accommodations for me are in his SINGLE bed) so I´m going to leave for Santiago tomorrow. But just cause Jorge´s acting a little overly friendly doesn't mean I´m not thrilled to be around him. His brother and his cousin Gissy who I LOVE are both here too and we´ve all been having a great night. We went out to Chinese food which they all thought was delicious -- I didn´t have the heart to tell them that it tasted like fast food. But the atmosphere was nice!

well that´s all for post number one. I love you all, and I mean that. If you´re taking the time to read this -- you must really be a friend.

Love love love
until next time,
Molly