Dude. Seriously. This fucking raining bullshit needs to stop. The poor Australians are super hungover, but Brett and I feel fantastic, so we had some breakfast (the last spaghetti alla cecci leftovers) and are pondering the mystery of our missing sandwiches. I think someone stole them, the bastards.
We walked around a little bit, and we´re just sort of killing time tonight. We leave for Bordeaux tomorrow morning, so we can´t get too trashed or anything tonight, but there´s really nothing else to do in San Sebastian when it´s raining.
I do know that I´m very glad that I´ve only gotten hung over twice so far in over 3 weeks. There´ve been some pretty big nights out, but I´m a champion, I guess.
I also do feel that I´ve made it through/past my first wall. The first few days here I was feeling really overwhelmed by this trip and how long I still am going to be gone, but I´m feeling much much better about it right now. I´m excited and having a great time, so things are gooooood.
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