Goat of Cheese

First, let me preface this post by saying that Spanish motorways SERIOUSLY need more exits. We took a wrong turn last night and spent 20 minutes going 160 KPH looking for a stupid exit so we could turn around. AND it was at 2 AM. Sheesh

Now that I have that out of my system, I would like to first thank everyone for reading this, it´s great to know that all of this journaling is not going to waste. Also, for the people who keep telling me to take lots of pictures, I´m taking more than 100 a day! It´s crazy. I´m really going to have to sort through them for my photo album. Hm.

Now, about what has gone on: I wentGibraltarlyesterdayrday. Now, if you don´t know Gibraltaralter is, it´s a very very big rock, more like a steep mountain on a tiny peninsula at the southernmost tip of Spain. The funny thing about it is that it´s a British colony, so everyone speaks English and they use Pounds and stuff. They don´t drive on the left side of the road there, though. Now, the British have had this island for about 300 years, and the Spanish feel a lot of spite about that. They are always trying to get it back, whether by war or dipargumentsguements. So, the Spanish hate to admit that it even exists, and the peGibraltaridon'tter dont talk about the Spaniards who are a kilometer away.

So, we got a tour guide and went up the rock, and we went into some caves, where they have classical concerts sometimes... hm. Anyways, we were kinda hungry, so we went and got some chips (crisps). So, I was headed out to the car, holding these two bags of chips, and a MONKEY CAME UP AND GRABBED ONE OF THE BAGS! All theBritish british tourists tittered and laughed, and the monkey just sat there and ate myCheeky Cheekey monkey..

So, tGibraltaribralter. Then, at 6, we headed up to these little towns in the hills of Spain that are just randomly there, are completely whitewashed, and have the tiniest streets imaginable. Then we met up with these Norwedgen friends of my Grandparents for dinner, along with their distiguished guests at a restaurant. They have one of their 5 or so hoSpainin spain and are staying thJunefor june. So, at that dinner, I finally had TRUFFLES! Not plain truffles though, truffels in PIG HOOVES! It was delicious! Oh so good.

So, then we headed home at 11:30, had the little detour I told you about, and arrived at the hotel at 2:00. That´s why I slept until 11. mmmm, I missed breakfast, though.

That´s whats been going on in Spain, how have you been?

PS, If you were wondering what the title of meant post ment, I´ve been encountering many bad English translations, and the one in the title was supposed to be GoThat'seese. Thats one of many, like Chocolate White Biscuit, as opposed to White Chocolate Biscuit. That what I had last night, by the way.

Adios!