merely talk

Headed to the fireworks last night. Sean had staked out some prime beach sitting, so when Amanda, Evi, Anna and I arrived, we had a great view. Spain rocked our socks off, but I found them a little subdued after the energy crazed show Sweden put on. When we saw Sweden on Saturday night, we were standing behind a huge group of people (all of them taller than me) and a tree. The view was completely obstructed, and they still managed to blow me away with the show. In comparison I found Spain to be just meh.

That of course could also be the fault of some of the charming people that we shared our stretch of beach with. There was one lovely young man who decided he'd much rather scream himself hoarse throughout the presentation, rather than you know, watch the fireworks. Thus drowning out the music blasting through the huge speakers, and making sure no one around him could enjoy the fireworks to their full potential. Thank you sir! I'd also like to mention the young lady who felt the need to continue on with the screaming after your voice gave out. That was much appreciated by all those around. Especially because she was much more shrill.

Awesome.

Anyhoo, it was still a pretty good night. I'd had an awful morning, involving buses, missed stops, long walks on highways, and creepy truckers. So this was a great improvement.