Oh, Insomnia!

So its 4:30 am, I’m fucking exhausted and can’t sleep. I took another restoril last night to sleep and that makes 4 in a row and I refuse to take one again tonight. If I don’t sleep I don’t sleep but I can’t be addicted to that shit. Its gonna mess me up even more. I don’t NEED to sleep, there’s nothing vital going on right now that I need to be awake for. So, if I don’t sleep tonight, oh well. And despite beign super tired, sleep doesn’t seem to want to come, so here I am, blogging.

It was another long day that started at noon. The restoril is powerful! I then tried to get ready as quickly as possible and met Tony in Gracia at noon for lunch. It was the most perfectly vacation-y picturesque afternoon. Blue sky, sun shining, little square with a church steeple thingie in the middle, 6 or 7 little cafes around the square, and there we are sitting in the shade of an umbrella enjoy our “Menu del Dia”. I had the Jamon con Melon, and it was amazingly delicious. I can’t say the same for the dry chicken kabob that was my main course, or for the BANANA that came for dessert, but I thoroughly enjoyed my appetizer and the café con leche con hielo that I had before the meal.

Tony and I then walked from our little square to Plaza Universitat to meet the Brazillians for the Brazil vs Portugal match. They all kept saying it was a boring game, but I found it pretty interesting and Tony was quite good about explaining to me what was going on. Oh, and I managed to buy a card reader for my weird memory chip so once I start taking pictures I’ll be able to upload them. So far, all I’ve been doing is sitting in pubs and bars so its not really picture worthy. We were watching the game in an Irish Pub where I could barely breathe from all the smoke – something everyone is telling me to get used to. The game was a 0-0 draw, and afterwards we went for a long walk to get to the place where we would be watching the Spain – Chile game…it’s a lot of football for one day for a girl who’s not so into sports!!! On the way, we stopped at a Fairy-tale themed bar. I thought it was pretty cool, but we didn’t stay there for long. Its unique not only for the fact that there’s trees and weird Alice in Wonderland like things inside the bar, but also because you’re not allowed to smoke in it. Hallelujah! We then picked up a bunch more brazillians on our walk and ended up at some bar owned by a Chilean guy that the Brazillians were friends with and watched the game there. But this was really way too much football and cigarette smoke for me so I kept taking walks around the block because quite frankly I was deathly bored. I think hanging out with a British guy all night is making me talk differently.

As the night progressed we sat at 3 more bars and watched some Argentinians do Capuera-like tricks in the street. After a dinner of nachos and ice cream, Mayra and Giuliano went home and Andy, Tony and I decided to rent bikes and go for a ride along the boardwalk. INCREDIBLE! This bike rental thing is amazing, being able to take and return bikes anywhere in the city. It was almost 1am at this point, the night was warm with a  slight breeze, and we’re riding our bikes down the boardwalk with the Mediterranean sea on the right. I feel like I’m living a fairy tale! By the time we got to the end of our ride, though, I was done and wanted to go home but Andy and Tony wanted to go for one more drink. How many beers can you drink in a day though, seriously? I humored them for another hour or so, and then Andy accompanied me home in a cab. See, Latin American men. They have manners. The Catholic church may have its problem,  and I’m all for secular government, but why does that mean that the men growing up in these “secular” countries have to have no manners or principles of chivalry? I appreciate being accompanied home in a cab ! Makes me feel like the princess I am!