Spain

Ive been living in Spain for the past month or so and things have been interesting to say the least. Though in my world I guess its all interesting to be honest, at least to me. I am in Salamanca which is a small university city that is known as the place where the purist of Spanish is spoken and is also a incredible medieval city.

Life here... trips me out. Daily I walk a mile or so to classes (Im learning Spanish) and then use the rest of the time to run track, do yoga and explore the city and every day I feel as if Im on the catwalk as everyone looks at me. Stares at me. Being the ham I can be sometimes, I dont mind much, its not a mean stare, more of a curiosity or a general interest. In most cases, I usually tend to throw my head up, arch my back and prance along giving them the show they desire.

True characters.　Perhaps I am one as well.

Also, apparently, my new name here is black beauty... which oddly is the name given to me in France though bella noire sounds a hell of a lot better than belleza negra or negra guapa.. I think the whole negra thing throws me. Negra what? My mind races, then after realizing oh yeah, Im in Spain, Negra means Black and not in a offense way. Still...