Summer Paradise —J

Summer Paradise, for this Simple Plan ft Sean Paul summer song. I like the song. It's catchy and the lyrics represent perfectly the feeling of an ending summer, of all the memories that will stay and full my mind for the rest of my life.

 I promised I will write something about the amazing holidays I spent. And here it is.
It all began in April, I guess... Or around this month. Two friends and I decided that we couldn't spend the holidays apart, with our parents without having fun with eachothers. We booked for one week in BCN, Spain. One of my dream coming true at the exact moment when a hundred euros flew away from my bank account. I was going to Spain, a country I dream to visit since I am 13!
My dad was really mad at me for a couple of days, but I didn't care because I had what I wanted. And I don't regret this few days of panic seeing my dad with that look on me.

So at the beginning of August, a plane took me away from Paris and I landed, with my two (girl)friends, in a sunshined coast in Catalunya. No parents, no orders. Total freedom. True holidays. We were really excited. And we didn't know that it will be even better than all we have been imagining for weeks.
So well, I'll resume or I could stay here for days telling you every second we spent there!
So well, the first days in the hostel were weird. We had to cook with stranger, clean our dish, and other's when those pigs ran away to avoid the labour. But I guess it was around the third day every thing was super fine. We were like home. Super fine! We fastly met some cool guys! Not girls. Only guys. The girls were weird and were looking for a kind of competition, I guess. One was often in the kitchen wearing her bikini... DUDE! A bikini in a kitchen! You're fucking kidding us! And she was eating like suuuuuuuuuper slowly in a way "oh boys, look at me, I'm the sexiest girl on this hostel". So we avoided the girls! LMAO
I met people from everywhere! We had three different room mates one from Canada, one from Russia and one from England! They were so sweet and so kind! Actually they were the only girls we talked to in the hostel!

Everyday we went to the beach, took our cure of sun, visited the streets of the city and made them ours. We really feel like we owned the town! The city was ours! We could do everything we wanted, anyhow and when we wanted! The night was the best part! Every night we went to clubs! That was fun! Dancing for hours, meeting some weird guys, runing away from them when they were a little bit to stuck on us while dancing. All fun! I met a guy there. From a country far far away. He was handsome. He was from our hostel. So the day after the thing happened, MY friend (that was with HIS friend the same night) and I had to runaway from the two of them! Stupid and kiddish! But everything came out great and we stay good budds!
Whatever! We met french boys! So cute!
Really it was amazing!
So I resume the part of the fun... Cannot tell everything "what happened there stay there" ;)

Well, it wasn't just about the nights and the boys we met! It was about the city too! More than owning it, we were so comfy! Or better say I was! It's a city I can totaly imagine living in for a moment! Why not some months!? I'm seriously thinking about it! The city is incredible!
Maybe you people won't think like me. It's a Spain lover that is writing now!
Traveling there was also a way to see if my Spanish was good. In college I was a little bit too shy to express myself. There I was the only one of my friends that talked Spanish (I loved that! I could speak Spanish all day long!!).
So I met some spanish people. The first was in a famous parc he told me that my Spanish was amazing! I couldn't be more satisfied! The second was in the hostel! We began in english and I saw that he spoke Spanish, so we continued in Spanish and he told me "your Spanish is incredible! It's like you've been living here since you're born!". OMG! I was in heaven! I always dubted about my oration quality in Spanish and real Spanish people told me that my Spanish was good! So I was really happy! Even if I know people wants to be nice, most of the time!
My English was complimented too! By the guy that come from a country far far away... the same I got a thing with... Well he speaks English, it's the lenguage of his country. He asked me where did I learn English, I answered school and asked why, he replied that my English was great and that he loved it! (Hmmm, no, I'm not in love, not even a little, okay..! I WAS, on the moment!).

Whatever! Can't say too much! Mystery is so important with holidays like those ones.
By now, it was the best holidays I've ever spent. The best!
I'm now waiting for my trip in California with Nano to reup the level of these!
I'm counting on you Nano! :D (Not for the night clubs and everything, I know you hate it! ;))

Much love, and hope you traveled and imagined you having fun with the blog entry!

—Jessica.