Monday, after the excursion, I slept in until 11:15. Damn that felt good. I never get to sleep in here. That day I did pretty much nothing but re cooperate from the excursion and watch Desperate Housewives. I`m so upset that I just completed the third season on DVD and now I have to wait until the fourth season comes out. I don`t know how I am going to pass all of my free time now, I guess its re-runs until then.
Later that night Juliette came over while Maude was in aerobics class; since it would be her last night on the island, we had planned for a night out. Juliette and I hung around Los Christianos trying various strange dried fruits (pears and lemons and something else i couldn’t recognize all shriveled up….all of which tasted like disgusting balls of sugar, by the way); we ran into a friend we made in the discos the Thursday before. We met up with Maude around 10 30 or so and walked together to meet Abdul, this fairly good looking guy from Morocco who Maude has the hotts for, and his friends, all of whom we were acquainted with when we went out Thursday night. We ate at a restaurant where one of them worked and scored a free meal. Later we hit it up at Hooters, and then headed for a club called the Buddha Bar which I have been wanting to go to for quite some time, mostly because the name made it sound interesting. We had some drinks there and took some crazy photos. We ended up leaving around 2 am, we had to get home fairly early because Juliette had to catch her 11 o clock flight which was from the North and we would have to go in guagua. Before I entered the taxi to get back to the house, I had everyone sign this `I <3 Hooters` balloon that I had taken home with me from the restaurant. The boys signed it in their fancy Arabic letters (with translations in English) which they had fascinated us all with earlier that night. I will forever cherish this balloon. ; )
I got up late because I pushed snooze so many times. I threw on the first pair of clothes that caught my eye and left the house at 7 15 am without even having a coffee or running water over my face to wash off the oiliness from taking cheek on cheek photos the night before. I literally went running to the bus station in Las Americas, which is a relaxing 40 min walk (I never have to use this bus stop, but this is where the bus starts to get to Santa Cruz). I made it there in 20. At least Id finished early with my workout for the day. I JUST made it, I hopped my sweaty self on the bus two seconds before it was about to depart, and from under my winded breath, I managed to whisper `to Santa Cruz` as I slipped my bus ticket in the slot.
We arrived at the airport about an hour and a half early but passed our cherished last moments quickly by trying the free chocolate covered banana samples taking yet more ridiculous photos. Sadly, Juliette had to depart, Maude and I waved her goodbye as she disappeared down the terminal.
Maude and I hung around Santa Cruz for a while before returning to the South. We stopped in La Corte Ingles and window-shopped on about every one of the 14 floors and tried on formal dresses for fun. On the guagua ride down we ran into a friend from school, Laura. Good company for the hour long trip. We arrived in Los Christianos just in time for me to get to painting class.
Wednesday was my first day of school in almost two weeks. What a bore. Maude has decided not to go for her last bit of time on the island since she is leaving next Thursday. Who can blame her, I too would rather go to the beach than school. Wednesday I came home from school with nothing to do, since I had no more Desperate Housewives to keep me occupied. I got bored so I went to painting class that night to compensate for my missed days the week before.
Thursday the teachers were on strike again (like tuesday, which I think I forgot to mention before), so I slept in, then met up with Maude and our new Moroccan friends at the beach Playa del Duque around 12. The day was perfect and the waves were big. We stayed there all day until about 4 30, got some Ferrero Rocher ice cream, and then I went to paint as Maude went to her dance class.
Today is Friday and there is Calima and the weather is hot and miserable. Tonight Maude and I will be going to a fashion show in a nearby shopping center, then tomorrow, since I dont have sailing this weekend, if the weather permits us, we might go hiking in the Barranco de Infierno (`the pit of Hell`).
