To change or not to change

Not to change my eating habits!!!

-In Spain breakfast consists of a glass of juice or a coffee... “un cortado”, as they call it. ---This is followed at around 11AM by "el almuerzo" which in general is a baguette sandwich of some sort.
-At around 4, they would have a "merienda", (a snack): more coffee some sort of bread AGAIN.
-Finally dinner at around 9PM which is always accompanied by... you guessed it... bread.

I will not have dinner at 9PM. Spanish people may enjoy it but personally I cannot go to bed right after having eaten. I tried it and it has completely messed up my digestive system. I actually have breakfast in the morning. I have oatmeal or cereal, or and omelet or fruits... as soon as I wake up... not 3 hours after.

I never thought I would ever say this but... I'm so tired of bread. I don’t understand how people here are so freaking thin. All they eat is bread


OK, Fine. To change a little.

Isn't it funny how much your person accommodates to your surroundings. Living in Valencia, where people go out dancing at 2am and come back at 8am, just in time to wash their faces and go to work, I have to say i don't feel that I have become contaged.It must either be my gluttony for sleep or my utter disinterest in being up all night in heels. Plus, there's the annoying constant beeping sound I hate.

The night of San Juan in Valencia however was a party that I couldn't pass up. Europe best DJs and 200,000 people on the beach celebrating a day which is generally celebrated in all of Latin America. Saint John’s night, during which bonfires are lit and jumped over to take away all of the bad experienced in the previous year. But nowhere is it celebrated like in Valencia.

For this I was willing to get home in at 8am to wash my face and go to work.