Beer and...well...more Beer

Since my last post, I made a quick trip to Ireland to catch up with two very good friends from home, which was a lot of fun. It's making me look more and more forward to coming home - which is just under 3 months away now! Crazy stuff.

After that, I headed to Belgium, which after the highs of Spain, I must say I was a little dissapointed. Yes the Beer was good - so to the Waffles and Chocolate - but I loved Spain so much the come down was always going to be there.

I did have one very good day though, heading to the battle fields of Flanders, including Ypres, where the frontline between the Allies and the Germans was basically held for the entire four years of the war. There were some really very humbling moments, and it was well worth the trip.

Following that, I headed to the Beehive to see Bel and Mark again, and as usual it was great catching up with them.

I'm currently sitting in London, about to head to meet a friend where I'll be dossing tonight before flying back to Ireland tomorrow, and I'm very very tired and hungover. Why?

Oktoberfest!

Lots of fun I must say. A few silly moments where drunken stupidity made me and my mates act like kids, but no long term harm done! I now have to head back to Ireland and find a job for a couple of months, and I am dreading it, but it has to be done - I'm broke!

I´m in Love!

Ive just finished a program teaching english at a place called Vaughantown, which is an intensive week of english speaking for Spaniards trying to get better with their conversational spanish. I volunteered my services as an english speaker - tough requirements huh - and in return I got to stay at the four star hotel/resort for free with everyone covered. But it turned out to be even more then that.

Throughout the week us Anglos spoke to the Spanish, and in that time got to meet a bunch of really great people, from both sides of the equation. One of the things you dont get to do enough as a backpacker is meet a lot of locals and get to have long an meaningfull discussions with them, which is something I crave.

Aside from lots of talking, there was copius amounts of drinking and lots of eating (ham sandwiches were ignored for a week!) and you could see one things that Aussies and Spanish have in common - we love to have a good time revolving around food and drink, and also take things very easy with little stress.

Having spent 4 of the last 6 weeks in Spain, one thing has hit me - i wanna spend more time here. I also wanna be able to speak their language. Having had a quick look over the net, working holiday visa´s arent available, so I will have to take another aproach! But I am now determined to spend some more time in Spain, as Ive completely fallen in love with it!