Around 1015 we leave. Time for dinner. We eat at Joseba’s mothers house, she lives right down the street. I like it there. She is so happy and nice. We watch cartoons while it’s cooking, all of us on, grandmas nicely laid bed. We eat Spanish egg (cooked on one side-I love it now) with french fries, croquetas, lomo, bread and tomatoes. I am shy, of course and they tell me I can’t be. She told me if I’m shy and don’t eat a lot I can’t come over anymore. Haha. We finish and go home. I go to a bar to turn in my hw I thought was due that day. Turns out it is due in 3 days and what is due today I have not done. Go figure. It’s only the bartender and me at midnight. I feel bad. He’s very nice. I finish some things and decide to leave cause its way late. I say sorry and he says no no, tranquila, don’t worry, eat something and relax if you’d like. I laugh. Maybe it was my tiredness but I decide to talk. I tell him I’m doing hw and it’s awful. He laughs, asks where I’m from, I tell him, explain why I’m here, etc... He says ill probably learn more Euskera here – hah, maybe if it wasn’t the most difficult language in the world. He was super nice. It was good to talk to someone, a local, for a time. He said eskerrik asco – thank you. I said de nada, he told me the basque word for you’re welcome, I repeated it. We said our hasta luegos.
I get in bed, I hear a few seagulls.

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