Live in Motril
Hello dear readers, since there is no swedish letters here in southern Spain, this will be in English. Mr. Luis has hooked up us with a giant house here in Spain, complete with more marble than in a turkish bath and a swiming pool. Life here in Spain is not really like in other places, since it is crazy warm during the day, most people spend it sleeping or wathing bad spanish sope operas. Since we have been out drinking rom and coke most evenings, we have choosen the alternative the contains sleeping. Yesterday we were at the bech at some club, we got home around eight this morning, so naturally we are all feeling a bit tired and broken down.
We have done other things except destroying our bodys though, on thursday we went to Granada, about an hour noth of here close to Sierra Nevada. A really beautiful city with lot`s of important historic monuments, among them something that looked like grafitti tags on a church, but acually was something Franco ordered to do under his reign. Granada is pretty much like Madrid during the summer, which means that you really can be there, it was 38 degrees on thursday and when we rolled down in Luis Peugeto 206 in the evening towards the breeze of Motril, it was a nice feeling.
Since Lous is social as hell there are five pople with ties to Amsterdam here right now, so we are one mulicutlurat group when we make our way to the life in Motrli.
Tuesday I´m heading for Amsterdam, wher I will be able to use a swedish keyboard again, should be sweet.
Let´s kick some Liverpool ass today!
over and out.
We have done other things except destroying our bodys though, on thursday we went to Granada, about an hour noth of here close to Sierra Nevada. A really beautiful city with lot`s of important historic monuments, among them something that looked like grafitti tags on a church, but acually was something Franco ordered to do under his reign. Granada is pretty much like Madrid during the summer, which means that you really can be there, it was 38 degrees on thursday and when we rolled down in Luis Peugeto 206 in the evening towards the breeze of Motril, it was a nice feeling.
Since Lous is social as hell there are five pople with ties to Amsterdam here right now, so we are one mulicutlurat group when we make our way to the life in Motrli.
Tuesday I´m heading for Amsterdam, wher I will be able to use a swedish keyboard again, should be sweet.
Let´s kick some Liverpool ass today!
over and out.
posted by Patrik Edvardsson at 3:10 em
4 Comments:
dommarjävel.
lite storhetsvansinne att skriva på engelska va? nu har jag också börjat diskutera musik, kommentera gärna =)
Tacka mr Styles för den poängen efter årtiondets dommartabbe (jo, jag är bitter. :P)
Håller med om Woven Hand, såg dom en vecka tidigare, hednisk jägare var ordet jag sökte, men de kom liksom aldrig riktig fram, så det blev en snällare omskrivning i mitt utlåtande, och fika efter 3 låtar, som var absolut tillräkligt.. Men dragspelet i början var ju bra, eller?... Suck, blir trött
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