500 days of summer.

After 2 hours and 45 minutes.. arriving at the airport with sunglasses and feeling like a star.

12 days of canarian holiday. Sun.. too much sun 28º, 33º, 40º.. and the icy water of the Atlantic that reminds me of my beloved Basque Country. And music on mi iPod, David Guetta seems to be visiting me, as well as Pitbull.. and also on the disco of the hotel with its repeated give me everything tonight.

This is not Italy..

All day (all night, all day, all night..) in bikini and sunglasses. -A strawberry slush, please! Having not only strawberry, but also lemon slushes, and cocktails.. the cocktails I didn't win playing darts and will never make me earn my living.




Room 2108 and Sponge Bob..
 
 

Nights hugging the stars, the sky, and you. You make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world. Again, another repetitive song of the disco.