Patrick

Anyway, I am here in Barcelona sitting in the computer lab quitely listening to the hum of computers and the quite pecking my fingers are making on the keyboard. I had a hard time sleeping last night because of something I was listening to on radio. I don´t if any of you listen to This American Life (http://www.thislife.org/) with Ira Glass on NPR. If you don´t...you should. It was the most amazingly akward show I think that I have ever heard in all the years that I have been listening to it. It was about a man who as a child watched / heard the death and rape of his mother. Now, the gentleman is going around making a documentry about the killing in every aspect. It was so unbelievable to sit and to listen to this man recount perhaps the most painful 30 minutes of life over a 2 hours documentry. He said it was to bring closure, but if even he admitts that it just seemed to open up new wounds. What do you think? Do you think that you could go back and look back at the death of one the people you love most in your life? I am quite certain that I don´t think that I could. I am to reserved. Reserved is a funny world that I just tryed to apply to myself...Hahaha. I am not reserved, but I guess in this case I think I would have a reserved reaction. At least I hope that I would have that type of reaction.

Anyway, this picture is from two weekend ago when me and some friends went to San Sebastian to escape from the city for awhile. I mean Barcelona is great don´t get me wrong, but I am country boy at heard. I like watching sunsets unpolluted by the hustle and bustle of cars and smog. Granted, there can be a certain beauty in this hustle and bustle but normally for me it wears off. I think this time in Barcelona has reaffirmed something that I have been trying to hide for awhile. I like the city. I like the city alot. I like the country more though. I think the best outlook I can have on life is that to life somewhere out in the boon docks like my grandma and then commute to work every...Sorry enviromentalist. I will try to car-pool. My dad car-pooled for 20 years and then the man he car-pooled with stopped working...well retired I should say. I remember waking up in the morning hear the screaming of the coffe grinder and my dad was getting his morning brew ready. I would eat cheerio...I think I soley supported general mills for the first ten years of my life breakfast was ALWAYS the same. Cheerios, a little sugar, and Bananas with apple juice...weird combination...don´t hate me.

Anyway, I have been craving American food....Wait not american food in the sense of all that shitty McDonalds that they be pass'in off as food. I want Biscuits and Buttermilk Gravy with small chucks of bacon miked for breakfast. For lunch hot Potate Soup the fatting way...ie lots of cream! Then for dinner. Roast, Potatoes and Carrots. I would explode after eating of all that but then I would actually be able to stop thinking about. The food here in Barcelona is good. Its very good. I really like the use of lentil I am going to try to incorporate it more into my diet when I get back. Also, Tuna. I used to be on the minimalist side of the tuna affair now I am full-fledged national pride member of the group Tuna Lovers Unite.

Till Later...Parents are coming soon!

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Patrick on November 13, 2007 from Barcelona, Spain

from the travel blog: The weekend adventures of the kids at Piedmont High

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