One yar ago. . .
I remember it so special, not the content itself.
Because I was with wonderful people:
-A which emepezé released in an eternal journey of 4 hours with a hangover from the 15, we tell him things, we laugh at others, we receive calls hizieron us want to hug and scream, listen to music, trying to sleep , he smiled to the glass, and a thousand indescribable sensations!
-Other, very very well known but found by chance in a bar drinking coffee, but we had no account of the sugar cubes we had already missed that double espresso. Nerves took our names.
-A redhead and a chestnut-haired larguisimoooo, run out of a taxi, come rain and later. the smallish redhead is not silent and still today do not know cuaaaanto I'm glad!
"Two girls, one with glasses that screams my name at the door and another super shy. Fun to put the note that night.
-A type of afternoon light eye blonde gets confused and I get edge with him. As I do not get carried away by first impressions, at the end of the night we went down together for the longest street in Oviedo, we talked and we know a little bit. Keep in touch but since then I have not seen him.
Despite the fatigue of the sandwich in Leon, drinking others, together hangovers with binge drinking, walks, monuments, bingo, shopping jellies, cinemas, shops, pizzas, bags, gps. . . Roads. . . It's a great memory you will never forget and repeat this weekend every year.
I tell you the truth ... this weekend I was going to happen in Gijón, but when I got the ticket, just days before all this, I was wrong and had asked the direction of Oviedo. The chances are there?
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