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Soooo. I had platanos for dinner last night. (Which for those of you not in the know are a Dominican food, consisting of double fried banana chunks. Only, not bananas, plantains. There is a difference.) It turns out that weird hostel food is a lot like weird dorm food, only more exotic. In odd ways.

I have been adopted as the traveling companion of the month by a random British boy, who has informed me that he will be hiding in my luggage, in case I any ideas about leaving without him. He is beautiful-beautiful, and having him along will assure that I have something to draw whilst on the bus. (He only loves me for my Harry Potter, but hey. I take models however I can get them.)

I filled an entire camera with photos from my Gaudi excursion yesterday, and I have this horrible dread that none of them will develop properly.

Yes. My life is hard.

Postcard update: If your name is Cabel, Anna, Ko, Bill, Joan, Alli, Bibi, Tura, Jeff, Laura or Mateo- haunt your mail boxes.