Sunday night arrived and I was dying for companionship… I spent hours roaming around in the blistering heat in my new town looking for a place to eat and a friendly face to talk to. I wound up eating piss poor ratatouille and talking a bit to a pretty nice Italian guy for the first hour or two of my Sevillan adventure. About 8PM my two flatmates arrived (this is so Real World). At any rate the two girls were beat as well from their travels and upon first impression I was not sure what to make of them. I am sure they thought the same of me. I am a bit the opposite of most normal human beings, I like to have all my cylinders running at one – I only crash and burn quarterly.
As luck would have it, the girls from Inglaterra have been heaven sent and quite a blessing to have around the house and in the course. I might be the loose screw in the bunch, but every house has to have its quirks and we get along very well. I will miss the two of them when all is said and done.