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College trip ~SPAIN~

So on Feburary of 2016 we went as a college for a 4 day long trip to Torrevieja,Spain. Score!!!!!! However there was always a catch, the fact we had to eat the freezing minging hotel food, shit with no locks on the door, scary flights, and work books to go through, and ahhh, almost forgot, the fact I was the only one of 50 students that spoke spanish, and everyone would hound me and ask me to translate for them. They may as well just hung off me like screaming fucking monkeys cause I was never left for a minute alone. I never even tanned because the fuckers surrounded me so much.

So everyday we had plenty of spare time to enjoy the sun and enjoy the local cuisine, maybe test of the local food...but me being me.....fuck that! I'm off to burger king. So I sat and ate my burger king with my best mate Matty as we looked out onto the beach and soaked in the life, see I still had my coat on me, because to me I still felt the breeze but the others were loving it, thought it was warm.

Finally must mention that my mate callum still had a sore rist from the evening before .......and no you dirty minded prick, not because of what you think. It was actually because I was that terrified of the flight, I almost shit myself so he put his hand out to tell me it was okay, when I squeezed it in fear, however forgetting I was stopping the poor lads circulation.

That was one of the best memory making times, with mates and college, however this book is about whining, therefore let's look at the shitty part....it was only four days there in the lush sun, then we had to fuck off back to the Northern England  shit hole what is, Newcastle. They say "home sweet home" but no, not at all, more like "home, shit home" for me.