The Wedding

So this is a completely random post, but I like writing stuff out for the sake of it.

1. While we will be getting married on Halloween, the wedding will more than likely not be until mid-spring of the following year.
2. The wedding will be somewhat traditional, with bridesmaids and groomsmen (of course probably not of the "correct" gender though) and the like.
3. He wants a wedding by the water.
4. I want an outdoor wedding, probably in a garden.
5. Combining 3 and 4 will be interesting.
6. I want the colours to be black, royal purple, and cream.
7. I'm not requiring my bridesmaids to wear dresses.
8. I'm probably not wearing a dress, unless I find one to die for (granted I have found it, don't know if I'll be able to get it).
9. The reception will probably not be that formal.
10. Neither will the dress code.

Random other idea:
It's so sad. I found the perfect place to combine 3 & 4, but it's here in Spain. The Alameda in Cadiz is so pretty (check pics on Facebook). *Sniffle* If only I could get people to fly for an international wedding... That would be if I could rent the Alameda...

Spain Part III

So I've made it to Granada. I loved Cadiz, and totally want to go back some day. I wish I could have gone swimming. But yeah, rolling luggage is horrid for Europe. I totally wish I'd gotten a backpack, but I didn't want to buy something else. So oh well. I don't have to move it again for another 4 days or so.

Funny how easily I've been getting annoyed lately, but it's just like sometimes, enough is enough. You put an effort out there, and get pains in the ass or no effort back.

And now, I've book a tour for the Alhambra, but the system won't let me sign in to get my info, besides there being no printer around, so I don't know what I'm going to do. The tour is already paid for.

I think I'm gonna go lie down, though I need to eat at some point. Oh well.

Spain Part II

I hate getting sad and whatnot, granted I know the reason for this, but it still makes stuff that shouldn't bother me get to me.

So today will complete my first week here in Spain. My Spanish still sucks, but I am getting more used to figuring out thinks through context clues. Most people still speak too fast for me to really understand them though. I can pick out words here and there. The true test will probably be Cadiz because of getting there and the people at the hostel don't speak English. My phrase book has helped so much though sometimes, it's missing what I want to convey, but I went for the first one I grabbed, so oh well.

I tried to upload my pics of Cordoba, but the internet here had issues with it, and today, though I tried using my computer to do it, though still using their connection, it froze my computer twice, so I guess I'll be uploading them when I get to Cadiz.

I've got heat rash again. Takes forever for it to go away, and going back to Georgia totally isn't going to help, but oh well. 12 days until I'm back State side. Today is probably the most water I've ever drank in like a day. I'm almost through a 1.5 liter bottle. Something to drink is so help in this heat. It's funny, I talk about the heat here, knowing what I'm going back to is worse. I'm gonna be so glad for AC though. My Toyota freezes me during the summer too, so going to find jobs, I won't be baked.

The one person I want to talk to right now doesn't seem to be around, despite both messengers showing an online status.

My fingernail polish is getting chipped to hell from things like lugging my luggage upstairs and such. I think I'm developing calluses too from it. Yippee.

But back to doing nothing. I was gonna try and track down this really big cemetary I saw on the map, but who knows how hot it is, plus I think I've seen all i wanted to, so just gonna go back to reading my book.

Spain Part I

Well I´ve been in Spain since Sunday. Interesting experience since my Spanish is limited. I spent my first few days in Madrid. I liked the city quite a bit, but then again I seem to like most large European cities from what I can tell. Today I rode the AVE high speed train to Cordoba. Didn´t really seem to go that fast though, but this is coming from someone who drives exceedingly fast. Got off the train, everything was fine and dandy until I got majorly lost. I´m not quite sure where I ended up, but it took me like 2 hours to find the hostel. Thing I noticed is they don´t seem to really believe in street signs where you can see them, nor having them at both ends of the street. This has held true for both cities. So frustrating since I have a relatively good sense of direction with a little help, but geeze. To top it off, being in Southern Spain, it´s so freaking hot. I was so ready to collapse by the time I got here, besides being so frustated that I almost just hailed a taxi to get me to this darn place, and wanting to cry out of sheer frustration too. Instead I just called Ryan for a couple minutes. But I´ve got two more days here before I go to Cadiz and see a real beach for the first time in I don´t know how long. Then on to Granada for 4 days, then back to Madrid for a night, then back to Newcastle to pack up the rest of my stuff, then back to the States where I´m demanding Ryan take me to Taco Bell or IHOP before I go to Dalton. I´m leaning more toward Taco Bell. I miss it so much.