Change of plans and the tour hasn't even started yet. Maria and i will be in Salamanca tomorrow, not Granda. It's close to Portugal and supposed to be a great city. The train tomorrow will take 2 hours and we'll come back on Fri.
They finally painted my closet, so i can put my room back together on Friday.
The heat continues, no shelter from the sun.
Packing for Salamanca will take ten minutes. It's just one night so i'll just throw a bag over my shoulder. But the train station is way up to the north of the city, so i'll have to leave early for our 11:00 train.
I love trains.
I so need to get out of this goddamn house. I feel like Jack Nicholson in the SHINING.
Mere days before we have re-entry into the US.
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