Murcia, España: 26-2
Well, since I so love adventure, I decided to embark on another one. Last night, Erin was over using her computer, and we decided that since I hadn't been to the market yet, we should go. So, due to the brevity of time we would have to check it out before our first class, Escritura (writing, in English), we decided to be villainous and skip our first class. We agreed to meet at 8:45 to go early for a chocolate croissant at Pastelería Reina. However, I took my time waking up, and Erin still didn't show by 9:15, so I decided to go check on her. I rang the telepuerta twice, with no response. I almost turned back, but our landlady looked down from her terrace, asked if I wasn't getting a response, and said I should "insist". So I rang it again. A very sleepy Efi answered. She was, of course, technically supposed to be at a class way over at Espinardo at 9, but was evidentally not. Erin was still sleeping, so I woke her. Once she was ready, Efi decided to come with us,...