The White Stripes

The last few days have been insane. Sickness, the White Stripes, Barcelona -- everything´s happened to me. On Sunday, Beast came to visit Madrid with her parents. As it usually happens in the presence of Beast, we all had a ridiculously good time. It was so good to see a friend and hear Guilford gossip again. She had brought me twizzlers but her suitcases were lost on the flight over. Pity. We also learned to dance flamenco, gringo style. Around the same time I developed this mysterious infection right at my tailbone which I really started to worry about. By Tuesday night I felt fluish and was in bed the whole day. Perfect, because Wednesday I was flying to Barcelona to see the White Stripes. But infection and delirium would never stop me from seeing the most incredible live concert in the world. So I went, and everything went smoothly until the day after the concert. It was in a smallish venue, unheard of for the White Stripes in the States. Jack White came out in a matching white and red cowboy suit and top hat, immediately began rocking ¨Dead Leaves on the Dirty Ground,¨ and by the second song I found myself in a mosh pit. Not good for painful infections. So I got myself quickly back to a good spot where the people didn´t look like the truest fans, where I could dance and scream all the words to my heart´s content. I got the funniest looks from the Spaniards. How does she know all this English? ...Best concert ever. I stayed in a nice hostel, but I slept horribly and the wardrobe kept getting bigger and smaller. I woke up with crazy hair and my eyes swollen shut and all my joints aching. I also had a conspicuous limp and was unable to sit down. I walked through Barcelona a bit and went to the Picasso museum, but felt so horrible I decided to take an early flight back to Madrid. The airplane was spinning upsidedown. I had to stand the entire way home in the metro and in the bus, and practically collapsed when I got home. I didn´t go to school today but feel a little better. Plus, I´ve been to the doctor twice and now I´m full of antibiotics and pain meds. But it was worth it.