The girl in the bunk above me speaks four languages and moans in her sleep. A long, soft whimper with each breath that turns into a growl as the air runs out. It´s simultaneously charming and unbearable.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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I was not so impressed with Tarifa. If you come back that way and have time, you might check out Bolonia, just east of there. Although it's summer, so maybe it sucks now and Tarifa is awesome. When we were there, nothing in Tarifa was open except a weird health food restaurant and a million surf/sail shops.
I envy your trip! Sounds so fun!
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