1. I talked to one of my flat-mates that has lived here for two months for the first time this weekend. It happened during an "american party" when we were drinking in our kitchen. Apparently now we are brothers and he has my back against any of my enemies, which is good because he looks like a beast. But what if my enemies are his friends? Are we still brothers?
2. As previously stated, we threw an American party this weekend. No, no, there weren't American flags or anything like that. Instead all we had to do was stay inside and hang out. The ratio was like 15 Spaniards to three americans, but it was still an American party. We don't really have enough room to get too wild or play games, but I think the Spaniards may have liked it.
Okay, I lied.
3. Today was the most Oregon-like weather of my time in Sevilla so far. London was pretty similar to home, but today was wet. I can't decide which is worse (or better): having to dodge hundreds of Sevillanos that walk like butterflies on my way to class, or having to dodge less Sevillanos, their umbrellas, and all of the damn puddles that are everywhere. I thought Eugene was the "city of a thousand puddles," but Sevilla is definitely challenging it. Also, if you ever come to Sevilla in the winter, try not to have your eyes poked out by the umbrellas, they're everywhere.
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