6/25 - San Sebastian

Dude. The weather fucking sucks. It rained today and so all Brett and I did was make sandwiches, then go get junk food and wine and coke and had a calimocho/junk food party with our two Australian roommates, Brooke and Kirby. They´re super cool, and they´re coming to the west coast in October, so we told them they could stay with us if they come down from LA. By 6 or 7 we were all pretty far along (a liter of wine each will do that to you), and we decided to go out for cider and curried rice (soooo goooood oh man) and some really amazing mushroom pintxos. Then we, um, went back to the hostel and found some apparently abandoned vodka and rum and had rum and cokes and screwdrivers, then went back out. I´m not sure when Brett and I decided to come home, but the girls stayed out until quite late, and sometime in the middle of the night they came home and there was a complicated episode with puking and the cleaning up of puke and the spraying of perfume so the room didn´t reek of puke, only of perfume and wow let me tell you it reeked of Yves St. Laurent. I´m just happy I didn´t stay out, because I really wouldn´t want to be the one having all those issues in a hostel.