{"id":113,"date":"2007-07-15T17:03:56","date_gmt":"2007-07-15T22:03:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kevinomara.com\/2007\/07\/15\/this-is-the-hardest-part-the-title\/"},"modified":"2007-07-15T17:03:56","modified_gmt":"2007-07-15T22:03:56","slug":"this-is-the-hardest-part-the-title","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kevinomara.com\/?p=113","title":{"rendered":"this is the hardest part, the title"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So yeah, we went to Nerja today.  The 11 bus didn&#8217;t go all the way downtown so we had to walk the last dozen blocks or so, and like any city it was very very different early on a Sunday morning.  The bus station was exactly as I expected &#8211; full of grumpy old men and women, yammering students, weary backpackers, and one old slick-haired man standing at the coffee counter at 9:00 AM chain smoking and drinking straight J&#038;B whisky.  In the &#8220;cafe&#8221; (I use quotes to denote derision) I had both the worst pastry and worst coffee I&#8217;ve had since I arrived. It was fitting.<\/p>\n<p>The bus ride wasn&#8217;t too bad, just long, clocking in at 1.5 hours.  I don&#8217;t know how to measure that in metric, sorry.  I was left sitting by myself at the beginning because Ludi and Yuri sat together, of course.  My seatmate(s) ended up being a tiny British woman and her toddler son.  She read aloud to him the whole way, I think.  I dunno.  I kind of dozed off there for a bit.<\/p>\n<p>Nerja was fantastic, albeit a bit boring in a way.  It was even more pretty and pristine than Torremolinos, and felt older, looked older, looked more &#8230; I dunno, more Mediterranean.  It was nice.<\/p>\n<p>AND BORING.  I mean, it was Sunday, and we were there from just before siesta to just after, and therefore there wasn&#8217;t much going on.  We did have a great meal in a beach restaurant.  I got the &#8216;patatas de las pobres&#8217; which is ridiculous &#8217;cause man if this is how the poor eat then I see no need to be rich.  Fried potato slices topped with fried egg and accompanied by two different kinds of sausage on the sides.  Greasy as hell but I&#8217;ve been eating fairly well so I can take it!  I&#8217;m tuff!<\/p>\n<p>The beach was pretty, but someone (not me) forgot their bathing suit so we didn&#8217;t go in the water.  S&#8217;alright, I didn&#8217;t want to feel saltwater sticky the rest of the day anyway.  We walked, and shopped, and talked, and ate ice cream, and goofed off, and saw a bunch of white buildings with red tile roofs and signs in English.  Did I mention that a lot of the Costa del Sol is just Britvasion territory?  There&#8217;s a lot of English going on there, and a lot of vaguely disgruntled waitstaff, so we of course being students at a language school spoke Spanish at all costs.<\/p>\n<p>Maaaaaaaaaan I&#8217;m so tired right now.  Abbreviated ending starting now!<\/p>\n<p>Then we came home, the bus ride was much faster on the way back, we slept a lot, I barely woke up in time to catch our stop in El Palo.  Then!  Then Yuri walked home, Ludi and I took a taxi, and we all met up at the beach later with everyone properly equipped.  Then I came home, ate dinner, uploaded pictures (<A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/kevinomara\/tags\/nerja\">as seen here<\/A>) and now I&#8217;ve written this and my eyes are closing even though I don&#8217;t want them to.<\/p>\n<p>To heck with proofreading, I&#8217;m going to bed!<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow I find out if I passed my exam and made it into the Avanced I class.  I bet I did.  We&#8217;ll find out on the next installment of Life of Kevin.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So yeah, we went to Nerja today. 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