Get Thee to a Farm.

Up the mountains, up the mountains, up the mountaings we go! Through the Sonoma and Napa valley we rode up to Middletown. What's in Middletown? A beautiful hand-made hobbit-like farm by Alexandra's sister and family. Yay! So what do you do in farms? You pick eggs!

So exciting! They were warm and yummy (as tasted by my taste buds). But not only eggs, we also picked habas and eat them on the spot. Haba on the spot. While we were doing all this, who was around? Bruno the dog! But that's another story...

But, what was the reason why we went all the way up to a farm in the mountains? Well, on Monday is Natalia's third birthday! Who is Natalia? Natalia is the little cute niece of Alexandra. And Natalia and I became friends and we were playing for hours! Pony puzzles and Jumping Ants. It was wonderful practice for Bruno. The baby, not the dog. And Natalia is here:
What a beauty! Those blue eyes are worth millions.

It was a wonderful day. I want a farm. And babies. Note that down, my birthday is coming soon. I was so happy that I had to take a nap until Napa. Hah!

But it was Saturday night and it couldn't end up there. The night called for some Margaritas! Marga, marga, marga, margarita! Yum Yum Yummy! I will miss that. So we went to Petaluma where we got free parking any time as much time as you want and we went to Tres Hombres (please enter American accent here) to get our dose. They were margaritas as big as your head. So yummy. (Excuse the redness and the diva like posture. Some paparazzo was trying to get me.)














Katie had Mango blended margarita. Mine was just the regular one. But both, oh both! After a Margarita and a half and lots of water playing Kings, we finally went home a bit light headed. Life is definitely hard working in a farm.

Novato Is not that Bad either.

We were sooooo tired after the day in the city... We couldn't just start doing touristy things right away. As you understand, you can't just keep up with your life that easily after being in San Francisco. Therefore, we just chilled it out in Novato, Alexandra's hometown. Of course, she has her own swimming pool and her hottub and her lounge chairs in her backyard. The sun was shining, the air was making the trees dance and we were all happy. As you can expect, our day , whole blessed day, looked more or less like this:

It was one of the best days of my life. I personally never got to get into the water, but nevertheless I sunbathed, read, wrote and got red as a lobster. It was totally worth it. I've never been so relaxed in my life.

To top it up, we couldn't just have some average food, but we had some real California burgers for dinner (at 18.30), which looked just like this:


Do you haight me hard enough now? It was a big chunky juicy burger with all sorts of vegetables, pickle and the most beautiful melon I've ever seen. I know, I know. However, I haven't finished yet.

We could have finished our relaxing moments there and go out to a wine bar for Friday night. But today it was Friday 13th, so we didn't want to risk it. What do you do if you don't want to risk it? YES!! FRO-YO!

It is California's national sport. You got to this place where you choose your fro-yo and all your toppings and then you get into heaven. It is like ice-cream but not as sweet or ice-creamy. It is like really cold fruit. And you can put some fruit as toppings, which I did, and which makes it abso-frigging-lutely perfect. If you don't believe me, look:


Sooo delicious. So fruity. And now, some Friday especial Sunday Funday. Pyjamas, Glee and Wine. Best Sunday Funday ever.

I'm a BadAss. I Play the Tambourine.

After the clogging the toilet incident (it cannot just be me, I've used toilets before!), we set off for the most beautiful and amazing trip ever... San Francisco! And what do you have to cross from Marin County to get to The City? Yes!! Golden Gate Bridge! With the weather in the happy side, it looks like this:
I know, right? I mean... I was THERE. I really was. And it's very pretty. The bridge and the surroundings and the breeze and the sun. *sigh*

So for starters, we went to Haight, which is the hippy hipster modern side of The City. Oh, San Francisco, how I haight you.

Our first stop was in the Thai restaurant Siam Lotus. I've never had Thai food before (apart from the Pad Thai in Noodles and Co. Mmmmh.... Noodles...) So Alexandra coerced... I mean... "helped" me to choose Emerald Curry with beef. Something looking like this:

It was delicious. Unfortunately, it was also filling. After the last mouthful came that modorra that just wouldn't go away. Not even with the fantastic second-hand shops with designer clothes and ridiculous prices. Damn you, Spanish origin!

There was something else that made the sleep go away... Hookah! In The Pride of the Mediterranean (which is not a boat). Peach and guava hookah with arabic tea. It was delicious. We had a couple of fun hours just blowing smoke at each other. And by each other I mean Alexandra, Katie, Melanie and Joe. And me. The Breakfast Club. Hah.


And that was all, folks! A bit of walking around, some Urban Outfitters, port, playing doggies and home for more toilet clogging. It's turning into a hobby. Beware.

Fladia Goes to Sausalito.

I want to show you something. Look:


Yes! It is! The Golden Gate Bridge. And what's behind it? Exactly! San Francisco! Isn't it gorgeous? I know... it's foggy. But you can't take the fog out of SF in the same way that you can't take the awesomeness out of SF. Wow. I can't stop looking at it! But no, it's not SanFran day (that will be tomorrow, dios mediante).

That was just a quick stop in the mountains, our final destination was Sausalito. A tiny town overlooking the Bay and San Francisco. And so cute. So European. It was like being in a Northern Catalan seaside town, like Cadaqués, or a nice Northern Spanish town, but with better weather. And it looks like this:


I know, right? That town it's a dream come true. If I ever have a couple of millions to spare, I'll buy a house overlooking that view. For real. On a side note, I heard my first Spanish of this period. Chilean Spanish. Maybe because Sausalito is sisters with Viña del Mar. So nice.

Oh! And I saw some friends of my still-to-be-born beautiful Bruno:
Uggh... SO ugly...!!

Absurda Goes to The City.

I woke up this morning in Cary, IL, had my shower, my milk with coffee, my bagel and went outside with Alexandra and Katie to go to Midway. What's that outside? Yes, it is. A LIMO! We went to the aerport by limo. Yuhu! Off to a good start.

From then onwards, everything went better than expected. We flew with Southwest, who proved that you can give free soft drinks, peanuts, crisps and more while having a smily brunette Claudia Schiffer taking care of you. And I saw the rockies. Take that.


In Oakland, when we landed, we couldn't go sightseeing, because the gangs have taken over the city and you have to duck down to avoid being killed by a shotgun. Shotgun! So, instead, we saw George Lucas' inspiration for AT-ATs.


In Novato (Alexandra's hometown), tour in the fantastic house with fireplaceS, swimming pools, trees, hot tub time machines and giantic tvs. Then, best Chinese dinner ever. Good job.

#5 Netflix me hace feliz. No habria tantos problemas con la ley Sinde si hubiera un Netflix for Spain. O "Netflis", como me gustaria que se llamara. Me gusta tanto tanto y estoy tan enganchada, que quizas empiece un blog de cosas que veo en "Netflis". Donald Clark y Bea Cepeda, mis gurus de los blogs de cine, perdonadme.

Y mientras tanto, en Normal...

A punto de acabar este semestre echo la vista atras. Desde aqui, no parece tanto, de hecho, las ultimas semanas, aunque de querer morir, han sido de las mas divertidas de mi vida. No cantemos victoria todavia, esto no ha terminado. Seguiremos informando.