Vampires

Two Spanish girls have moved into the room…they truly are creatures of the night. I have spent my fair share of time in Spain…I know what the party culture is like but they are overachievers even for that. They are pros at this- they have sheets hung up around their beds and sleep all day only wake up to smoke a cigarette outside and return back into hibernation. At first we tried to whisper when we knew they were sleeping but tip toeing around at 4 o clock in the afternoon makes us prisoners amongst the land of the living so I go about my business and it doesn’t bother them I only occasionally here them roll and say “oooo dios”. Today while getting up around 8ish for a job interview they were both coming in from going out…it was Monday. It was one of the first times that we have both been fully awake at the same time. I felt like I was a sleeping night porter and she was taking over my shift like two passing (out) ships in the night. There is a little Spain here at the hostel. Apparently 1/4 of non Scots here in Edinburgh are Spanish.

I met my first French Canadian ever here. Her name is Charrrla (Carla) and she is a full on Frenchey and gorgeous. In my head I was thinking...."I didn't know you guys Really existed like the Quegga" I thought they were more like the old tymey people in Williamsburg I didn't know they were legit misplaced Euros. And I love english spoken with a french accent I keep on trying to listen to see if her accent slips and she goes "Somebody get me a Bag-get."

As you can see I don't like when my narrow cultural scope becomes distorted. When Melody told me that she did not grow up participating in ameteaur crocodile wrestling competitions I was distaught.