i hate tourists

almost as much as i will miss spell check by the end of this blog

i am in spain right now, in barcalona, in a hotel on their computer with my mom, i´m leaving for granada

the time on the computer is flying by and i´ve done the usual things and i´ve come to the realization, again, just how much time ui waste on the computer while at school

my mom on the other hand has come to the realization that the dollar no longer has the same repute it once did, and everything in soain is double than it is in the states

i hate tourists i absolutly cannot stand them, i hate being one, when i was in vienna i hate romanian tourists, now americans with their sneakers and ray bans and ugh, idk know why i bear them such contempt but it some how seems fitting

i have always loved the metro and i use it to guide me around the city, i hate having a map and thank god that i have a decen sense of direction otherwise i would not know where i am going

i love walking around the streets to see what people have on their balconies

i on the other hand hate going to the touristt destinations and looking at art, i like art but once in its in a museum its so stale that its not worth visiting, museums are mosuleums* for art

what else, they do have a nice fountain here which is a tourist destination to no end

it is a very beutiful city, it is defintly like the kind of place which iw ould like to live in when i am finally done with this whole education thing

i´ve made it through the first two esseys in my kant book... a whole 20 pages yes...