late may/early june updates

From the outlook, it seemed as if my last couple of weeks here were going to be rather boring and uneventful without being able to ride at all. But to keep from going mental without a daily two-wheel fix you've got to take serious measures, so I've found some junk to fill up the hours. Of course, that junk hasn't turned out to be all bad...let me tellya bout it, cause its been a barrel of laughs you know (oh snap)

To begin with, I finally finished all of my classes and exams on the 19th of May. It was totally polished. Minus spanish language, which was so boring and useless I refused to even bother with doing the exams; I pulled out a big 1 out of 10 for the final grade. To achieve a higher grade would have been to sell my soul to the devil; the whole year Profesora Begoña taught us the same old same old. And the verb 'teach' is all too generous...the process would be more accurately described as the work of a human copy machine. Text Book to chalk board to notebook. Yes, thankyou for wasting another hour of my life. Imagine what you could do with 100 extra hours over the course of a year! What a shame. Plus, what she was teaching was a big mess of classification of language, which holds absolutely no interest for me; a kid is going to learn to write better 10 times faster by reading good writing, not by learning how to categorize pronouns. Let me tell you, it was one fiery Aristotilian hell of a class.

But enough about that. Graduation wasn't as big and fancy as it is at Blake. Plus, there were only about 30 kids in my class. So we had a little ceremony and then went out to dinner with all of the teachers. In typical spanish fashion everyone managed to polish off the desert course by 1 in the morning, and then we all went to a big ol disco. Let me tell you, it was a good time seeing all the profesores a bit on the tipsy side. Then the day after I had another late night at a party that my pal Dani Raya from school held. Then came the highlight action of the past couple of weeks when I set off on a little solo adventure into the Anaga hills in the north unpopulated part of the island. I'll write a bit about that in another post. Then, most recently, I spent the night down in the south with my Ruskie freind, Ilya. We went to the beach all day, saw the movie 'El Día de Mañana', and cruised the discos until the wee hours of the morning.

Other than all that stuff, I've basically filled the in between space with beach time. (Summer weather has finally arrived here in the Canaries- quite overdue).

I'm left with 10 days here in Tenerife, frantically trying to appreciate all that I can before I leave. The hardest part will be leaving with the knowledge that I won't be back for at least two full years...