The body can do extraordinary things on two cokes and a red bull. It can hit the bars at midnight, hop clubs later on, dance until 6am, eat a churros and chocolate breakfast at 7am, and head home at eight. It can wake up on the bus ride home just long enough to get off at the right stop, it can make the five minute walk to the house, and it can climb up the stairs into bed. It can´t take the time to shower, but it can undress, pull back the bed covers, and set the alarm for four in the afternoon.
I woke up at four in the afternoon and hit the snooze, getting out of bed at around 5pm. Hector and Dario´s birthday party started at eight. Spain´s basketball team´s victory against Greece in the Eurobasket semi-finals was the night´s main event. Then, the parents opened the piñata (they pull a drawstring and the piñata breaks, a far less exhilarating show than our homerun-derby-like tradition), Eva (the mom) and I handed out cake, and the family brought out the presents. My toy trucks went over damn well.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
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