Happy thoughts

Here are some pictures I wanted to share with you because they make me smile. These were all taken in April of 2001, my last trip abroad.

This is a castle in Alacante, Spain. Don’t ask me what it’s called because I don’t remember:

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We followed this road through the windy streets of the town and up through the trees until the path stopped abruptly, with no way to get up to the castle. We ended up climbing up this hill and literally scaling the walls to get in. It turned out there was an elevator that brought you to the castle from street level, and that is where you pay your entrance fee. No one seemed to care that we totally broke their castle’s defenses.

This is Shaelah pretending to pose for a picture, when in reality we were trying to get a picture of these hot (H-O-T) security guards:

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They’re standing in that doorway to the left. We were tempted to break some of the artwork displayed so they would have to arrest and hopefully frisk us, but common sense (maybe-getting-arrested-in-a-foreign-country-isn’t-such-a-good-idea-no-matter-how-
hot-those-ladies-are) won out in the end.

This is one of the wild monkeys of Gibraltar:

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Two minutes later, this cute little guy ran over and bit some little blond girl out of nowhere. In the monkey’s defense, the little blond girl was really fucking annoying, and if the monkey hadn’t bitten her, I would have.

Here is one of my favorite pictures from Tangier, Morocco:

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We were greeted by rich, beautiful colors at every turn, which contrasted nicely with the different shades of beige painted on most buildings.

4 Comments

  1. monkey! i love monkeys!

  2. *sigh*…Ah, Spain. It captured my heart several years ago, and I can’t believe I haven’t been back there yet.

    I think that is Castillo de Santa Barbara, by the way.

  3. I do believe you’re right!
    I fell in love with Spain and Portugal and dream of spending a couple of months exploring both.

  4. I too went to Spain and had my picture taken with my arms held awkwardly at my sides. I did not encounter any monkeys. Only gypsies, who had me repeating, “Yo no tengo dinero” over and over again while my mother was buying tablecloths from them.

    Muy especial.

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