cold milk

i wish i had a good glass of cold milk! in spain the milk is so packed with preservatives that they sell it warm. no refrigeration needed! ugh. plus, it doesnt taste that great anyway. its not bad, but since i love milk, it really doesnt do it for me. grr. last nite while walking around barcelona i found myself wishing we could just walk into a good restaurant where i knew the food would be good and the bathrooms would have toilet seats and you would actually get "service" when sitting down in a restaurant. its silly to want something "american" while here, i know, but here the "servers" dont care because they dont really get tips, and there are so many places to eat but its hard to know where is good, and, well, toilet seats are often hard to come by in public bathrooms. anyway, we ended up at an asian place by the water. and, andrea, you were right, the asian food in barcelona is fantastic, hahah. horrible to say, but true. we ate great food there and i felt better instantly, and quite full. im not sure how i feel about barcelona though. its only been a day but im not too into it yet. there were a million people in the city last nite and it was just uncomfortable. it was like a festival where you are constantly jostling your way through people and just want out of the crowd. we hung our towels on the balcony last nite. then it stormed all nite and they are soaked so i didnt shower today. we slept a lot though so that was good. okay... i better get off here. been spending too much time at the computer.

love,
adri