♣ May 15th, 2008. Spanish Arches, Galway, Ireland.

Woke up late, it felt great, I fell asleep talking in Spanish. I´m sure i dreamt in Spanish. I just can´t remember. I can never remember my dreams. Maybe by the end of the trip i will have some dream entries, who knows. I woke up and looked around, I saw a silent apartment with book, stickers, computers and televisions. I saw a book on Libertad by a guy named Osho. I enjoyed the intro, when i get a chance i want to read some more by him. When i finished Ian started to awaken, soon after Clara and Ernesto came down. They ate a toast breakfast, I was not hungry. We, Ian, Clara, and I decided to go on a walk a long way up the river to some old castle in ruins.

The sun was shinning and it was a glorious day for a walk. Actually the weather here has been remarkably warm, not at all what you would expect from Ireland. Very few clouds and only two rains. The locals say we couldn´t have picked a better week in Ireland if we tried. We sun bathed and later one of Clara´s friends Rosario joined in the adventure. We played some volley ball and a simple game of rubgby-american football. We warmed up so much so that we all jumped in the river to cool down…. the water was cold i wont lie… but after a short while swimming you warmed up. We, Ian, Rosario, and I, swam to the other side and visited the Castle. It was a small scale castle, or a large house- mansion looking structure. The inside was amazing, moss and vines covered the whole structure. It reminded you of the stereotypical Renaissance movies. After exploring we swam back across the river and warmed up by laying in the sun. After drying a good ways we headed back to Galway. When we returned we were famished from eating very little. So we went to the store and grabbed stuffs to make pasta with meat sauce. I cooked the meal to utter perfection. We then went down to Spanish arches, joined once again by Fatima the 5 of us hung out at the Arches until the Guarda asked us to pour out what we were drinking and leave. “This wasn´t a beer garden” they told us. We ended up going back to the patio at Ernesto´s and Claras. We hung out for hours. I taught them how to play silent football. It was a blast.