Sunday, April 13, 2008

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!!

Stop doing whatever you are doing to make that noise!!!!

Sorry, here in the Barrio Santa Cruz in Sevilla, Spain, it gets quite noisy between midnight and 2 AM. . .tonight, apparently is fireworks night in the alleyways; funny, it hasn't always been fireworks night. As a result, the room above us has cranked their tv to high and now we are being treated to a combination firework (boom, boom, boom, boom) and random music from a TV show (btw, the Jennifer Love Hewitt test still works even when she's dubbed in spanish- guys, you know what I'm talking about). In any event, I'm sitting here drinking a beer in a can that I bought from a Pepsi vending machine downstairs in the hotel- only 1.20 euros, beat that Yancys.

Anyway, I know I'm due for a long posting, but tonight will not be it. Instead, a review of an occurance from this evening.

Meg got weird looks from the Frenchies two tables over and the spanish waiter after I caught an amusing mis-translation/mis-spelling. The menu was for "Pimientos Asados" which is some type of pepper dish. The english translation that accompanied the line was "Roasted beepers vinaigrette." In the most serious voice I could come up with, I asked Meg- would you like some roasted beepers? To which she started laughing and (seriously, the fireworks sound like someone is bombing the neighborhood- I get it, y'all like to have fun), couldn't believe that it said beepers. People were very concerned about her well-being after laughing so hard. Helpfully, she had a glass of sangria available to help her get through this tough moment. She started laughing even more when it was pointed out that even is the "b" was a typo, the word would still read "peepers," which is always funny. (Just want to point out that even after reading this to her, she still laughed until she cried.)

Anyway, have a noon flight tomorrow (Monday) on some airline called Air Berlin; I expect it to be very terse and stringent. We are flying from Sevilla to Porto, Portugal via Mallorca. For those of you not geographically inclined, Mallorca is an island off the coast of Spain in the Mediterranean. Should be an interesting experience. Hopefully I'll be able to recount the experiences of the past few days whilst in Portugal- we should have some free time available.

I think the fireworks have stopped. Nope- a few apparently went off in the lobby of our hotel, the stairway down to the lobby is right out front our hotel room door.

Off to the land of Port.

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