Birthday Girl
It all began with the tattoo. Finally I got the tattoo of my dreams. I've been doing a lot of talking and I decided it was finally time to walk the walk instead of talk the talk. I've wanted an owl tattoo for a long time now and now I have an owl tattoo that represents my 21st birthday, my life in Spain, and my love for owls. Epic. My birthday was October 7th. I went to the best tattoo shop in Madrid we could find called Tattoo Magic on Friday October 5th. I made an appointment for Saturday October 6th and met my artist and he was perfect. Showed up Saturday after my morning hike through Madrid, and BAM, left with the prettiest, most unique tattoo evaaa. I love it. Happy birthday to me :) I drew the bottom half of the tat which makes it even more cool.
So after obsessing over my tattoo for a while, afterwards was my birthday dinner at a very nice Italian restaurant called La Nicoletta. About 25 people from the Duke in Madrid program showed up and we had a fantastic evening. The food was delicious and it was great bonding time. Of course, we took over the restaurant like the loud, obnoxious Americans that we are. I couldn't have asked for a better dinner than that. After dinner we went out and everyone proceeded to get me drunk obviously. They succeeded and I had an adventurous night throughout the city of Madrid. The best part of this 21 thing is that now I am finally freed from ALE and stupid drinking citations. I made it folks. Don't worry mom and dad, now that I am 21 I'm too old for that whole drinking scene. Just doesn't phase me the same way. Haven't raged the same since. It's been about 4 days and I've managed to stay relatively sober. Winning.
Birthday Kisses
Obsessed with the tat
The actual day of my birthday was kind of shitty. 21 didn't feel so good for the first couple of hours after dealing with the nasty birthday hangover. Carmen, my spanish mommy, made me the best birthday lunch ever. It was so cute and fancy. We even ate in the living room rather than in the kitchen. She made seafood paella with all sorts of yummy appetizers, however much to my dismay, I was still somewhat sick and could not enjoy it to the best of my ability. Which is probably a good thing since I am gaining weight like crazy here. Gross. She also made me the cutest spanish birthday cake that tasted so delicious even in my hungover state. After lunch I opened presents. Mom and dad bought me the prettiest watch in the world, Alexandra bought me a sweet Real Madrid jersey, which we wore to go out and watch the Real Madrid Barcelona game that night, and Charlie bought me the closest thing to a reeses in Spain that he could find. I have the best friends ever. We then watched the big game out in Sol and of course Madrid and Barcelona tied and ended the game very anticlimatic. So lame. But also so fun to go out with people and wear my jersey and look all Spanish and watch together. I was obviously forced to drink a birthday girl beer against my will. Apparently theres a rule somewhere that you must consume alcohol on the day you turn 21. Who woulda guessed?
After my birthday we took a trip to Galicia with the program which was the best 3 days ever. Galicia is absolutely beautiful and I would love to go back and even live there someday. Not sure if I could deal with the rain everyday, but the land is breath taking. I will let the pictures speak for themselves.
We got back from Galicia yesterday, Wednesday the 10th, and today I had 2 classes. Tomorrow I am leaving for Bilbao and San Sebastian for the weekend with Charlie. We leave at 5 am so I need to go to bed so I'm not a zombie tomorrow. Nighttt<3
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