Wednesday
Arming my visitor with a map blotchy with tourist hot spots circled in blue ink, a key to the apartment and a big hug for good luck, I set out for work while Leise set out to explore Malaga on her own. I can't say which of us was luckier... me at gypsy school or her, a non-spanish speaker in the belly of Spanish pride. All day at school I felt like the high strung mother goose, hoping that Andalucia would treat my friend nicely, that it wouldn't cause her to get lost in tiny alleys and that it wouldn't rain on her. Clocking out at 6pm I hurried home doing my best power walk with swinging back pack, pounding out my most up beat playlist on my ipod. Turns out my roommate had rendezvoused with Leise and had taken her on a quaint tour of the 'local highlights' (don't you love it when the important people in your life just mesh). It ended with me meeting them and sneaking into a hotel to ride it to the top and check out the view of Malaga at sunset...as well as surprise a cohort of naked men who had commadeered the pent house hot tub, presuming no one would want a roof top photo op on a Wednesday at 8pm....hehe. Strolling back into town we wandered to an old favorite of mine, a small back alley tapas bar, where we gazed through a glass window and pointed at things that looked oddly colorful and tested our luck with our spontaneous ordering. Like all food in Spain, it ended up being delicious, only tainted by the unwelcome visit of a one eyed dog who eyed me with his one eye and the gaping hole of his absent ocular. (almost causing a complete reguritation of tapas)...
Considering it was Hump Day, usually a hard day to get through before any sort of slide into the weekend could begin, today was a walk in the park.
sometimes life is very clear cut. life is good.
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