Satuday night Erin and I deided to head out to Rota for some fun in the American speaking bars. We ended up headed to an Irish pub for most of the night. The Irish pub was amazing. Everyone spoke English, and the bartender loved us. I think it was because we were the least drunk people in the bar. He kept looking at us, laughing, winking (he was Irish, it's what they do), and then coming over and saying stuff like "You two are my island of sanity." He was great. And the awesome accent made it that much better!
We ended up meeting a group of people who took us to another bar. And with the next bar all I really have is two things:
1. Erin and I rock at darts. Especially when the other team decided our team name is Edukated, and their was Retards and Token. Gotta love when people are impressed that much by the college degree.
2. What kind of bar has a "to go" cup for when you leave so you don't waste your beer? That's right, the ones in Spain... with no open container laws to speak of, the only hing they worry ab out is a broken bottle on the street. So the best alternative: to go cups...
Spain Rocks.
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