in the last post i said i was going to "ihop (the prayer house, not the pancake house)." now the current plan, is to go to the prayer house...AND the pancake house. this decision came after a busride from san sebastian to bilbao and a lengthy dicussion i had with a guy about american food we missed. for me, one of the foremost being the pancake, in all it´s glory, slathered with peanut butter and soaking in syrup.
also, rik, i didn´t publically make fun of you, i said the person was to remain anonymous. and still, there is no possible way for spain and portland to be a couple days apart. they are 9 hours apart, which at the very most, can be one day. when it is morning here, it is the night before there. im closing the book on this subject, i´ve said my peace and counted to three.
maybe more on the basque country later today or tonight. xo.
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I know this is a tough one but think about it tomorrow and a couple of days from now are only one day apart dork. Love you anyways.
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