the odd tales of christmas

lets recall the events of christmas so far:

beginning last night after we got home from the bar, while trying to cut up a christmas apple i nearly sliced my left pointer finger off. very festive.

whilst out for a christmas stroll in search of some ice this morning-- christmas morning, nate gets asked by a lovely woman on the corner of the streeet to ¨make one love.¨ she didnt even want to make love, she wanted ¨one love.¨ but lets review.... its christmas, at 11:45 in the morning nonetheless, and this hooker is trying to solicit some business out of two hungover, bed-headed, morning breath clad americans. that got a good laugh.

we went to a bar/lounge last night here in barcelona at the advice of some people we had met in a different bar earlier in the evening. we got there, it was cool, etc. it started getting real weird when one of the guys we had hung out with in madrid just happened to be at the same bar as we were. what are the chances? but just in case that wasnt enough, it was about an hour later when we started chatting with this american that said she was from a town in washington i would have never heard about. it was port angeles, washington... where THE CORSON is from. THE CORSON for all of you is one of the guys nate and i used to live with at MSU. if you are reading this steve, this girl knew you and played tennis with you. her name was bree, or brie perhaps? maybe thats the spelling for the cheese though. either way, that was freakish to the point of discomfort. a little merry christmas six degrees of seperation for you.

plans for the day include heavy reading and sitting. it is not very busy outside, although there are still quite a few people wandering. not a ton of stuff is open, but enough to keep us busy should we need something.

hope everyone has a grrreat christmas, feliz navidad!