In the housing complex where the majority of the students of the academy stay, every upstairs apartment (or as Tringa [from the UK] says, and I have adopted, ‘flat’) is connected by a giant communal balcony that you can walk along – or in our case, use for giant multi-flat parties. Every night for the past week there has been a party in at least one flat. Now, after 7 days straight of partying, you would think people would get a bit exhausted and decide to take a night off, right? And obviously Sunday would be a good night for that, right?
Nope. This was one of the biggest parties yet, with 5 different flats being filled to capacity with people…. Apparently coming back from a weekend away meant everyone wanted to socialize together and tell each other all about their adventures. Which is fine and great and awesome, but oh. my. god. If we keep doing this every night, I don’t think I will survive the next two weeks. And I thought parties in Mexico/Colombia were insane…
Fun part of the day: exploring the beach with a new friend, Gaurav from India. He hadn’t been to the beach in years, so I told him all about NC beaches and all the cool organisms you can find. We also searched for shark teeth for a bit, but I dont think Europe has very many shark teeth wash up on the beach…not like NC. Also, we found stranded jellyfish along the beach, which immediately caused me to start ranting about my last research paper of my Biology degree on the anatomy of the jellyfish stingers.
P.S. Still alive, Dad. Haven’t been stung by a jellyfish. And realizing how many insanely random facts I know/have written papers on.
Ginger Without Borders 
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