Well... today's my birthday! Or, at least, it always used to be... I don't know when my birthday is. But my parents always celebrated this day as the one where I became part of their family, so it can be my birthday until I figure out otherwise.
Nineteen... growing up now!
We're actually on the beach right now in Barcelona. The first time I've ever been away from my parents on my birthday. My parents have called to wish me a happy birthday and even my biological dad called, as he has done every Saturday since we went to see him.
There's something about Spanish boys that I just don't get... they seem to be drawn to pale, blonde girls. Like we're magnetic or something. I've had four guys, about our age, come up to me and offer to buy me a drink. What makes it worse is that Kairi keeps telling them it's my birthday so they literally
drag me off to get a cocktail.
Amazingly still sober after four pretty potent cocktails. And was playing volleyball with the guys who bought me said drinks just a few minutes ago. Strange how certain things can boost your confidence, isn't it?
Next to the beach we're on (Nova Mar Bella) is a beach called Mar Bella Beach, and there's a
nudist section of the beach! Should we go check it out, do you think?
I'll post pictures once I'm back at my laptop. I've done so much sketching, I've had to buy another sketchbook! We'll be in Madrid in a couple of days, then a tour across the south of France before we hit Paris, the city of love, where we're apparently picking up Kairi's friend Balthier!
How are things back at home? I miss all of you!