This is where I would buy hot bread and and schoko bons from a lot. I live just around the corner from this place. The guy who works in there is cool, haha. I think he is Mexican, or his family is anyway. Why? I don't know. I'm just disfrutando my last moments in Tarragona. Popeye. And the Estacio de Tren de Tarragona. Laura and I Why? Again. I don't know. I am happy. Even if I did eat one too many pastries and schoko bons... Life is great. and I have had secret American Pride. And I am excited to go back to America for lots of reasons. But I will miss Spain for a lot of reasons. So what if I like climbing in random windowsills with an American flag in Spain... So from here you can see my running route. I ran along the beach multitple times. I love Tarragona. And the Mediterranean. And the beach. And Spain. And so many things. Farewell Tuesday Thursday markets of La Rambla Nova. Farewell little chickens. It's a baby! These have always been my favorite animals.. but I think they would get awkward to take care of when they're all grown up.. I walked by this fountain every day for 4 months. I have been here living in Tarragona for EXACTLY to the day - 4 months. School. Oh wait, I can't call this school. Why? Because Spanish people get offended. Why? Because they say University. If you say school, it means you are a joven. (young-in). They think it is degrading to say- I went to school instead of - I went to go to the Unversity today... Ha. I don't really care.. but it's a big deal here apparently.
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