Greetings! So, we've been in Spain for the last two weeks. That has got to be the greatest f'n country in the world! The women are incredible beautiful, the people are awesome, and, literally, the drinking hardly ever stops. Our hosts, Gonzo and Ana are fucking great. They took incredible care of us. What a beautiful place. Anyway, here we go...

this is mike. he is leaning against a wall in a town called san sebastian, outside of Madrid. notice the wall right next to him; it says "space of sound", just like we have here in Allston / Brighton Rock city. Cool, huh?

we went to this here bar. there was a bull's head on the wall. and girls wearing thong underwears.

me and zack having fun. apparently vodka and tonic is a girl's drink is spain, while rum and coke is a man's drink. nobody told me. go figure. 

this is the place we played our first and only real show. that is not us playing. we played on the friday we got there, approximately 12 hours after landing. we were tired. now, show pix!

about to play...

playing...

good, hard rocking...

smoking while singing in a club! how fucking awesome! next...

screaming and stuff...

more...

the MOD...

playing some AC/DC tunes, cuz the kids would not let us stop. for real...

r and zack doing thier respective things...

anyway. the show was good. there were hookers outside of the club, and we got paid 30 euros. SOMEBODY wanted to spend it all as soon as we walked outside, but the voice of reason stepped in. 

upstairs. a good old fashioned spanish standoff...i guess...

we ended up at this club after we went to another bar after the show. this picture was taken between 4 and 6 in the morning. at the bar we went to prior to this club, we gave them a bunch of CD's and they put it on. then they gave us shots of JD for free and had us sign the CDs. first, i tried to go to sleep outside of this bar, but mike convinced me that was not the right thing to do. so i threw up in the club. funny story. ask me about it. this picture was taken about three minutes after it happened. 

after the club we went for breakfast. we had churros with all of our spanish friends. it was awesome. then we crashed at Jesus' place. after two hours of sleeping we went to see...

THE BULLS!!!

OLE'! mutha fucker...

better watch your ass, fella...

 those first two bulls are the real deal. the others are runts compared to the real thing. the kids would play a game where they tried to get the bulls attention, and then leapfrog over their back. it was a show for all the hot girls in the audience, but it was a fuckin thing to see...

after the bulls we were driving and mike made Jesus pull over so he could throw up. it was hot, he was hung-over, but he's still a sissy...

after a few days in madrid Gonzo picked up his other friend, Alex, a wierdo from switzerland. the MOD and zack got their first tattoos. so then we went to sevilla, home of the most beautiful of the beautiful. we went to the beach...

thats me and r larson. mike had the camera. he did a beautiful,

beautiful, job. 

zack and the MOD couldn't get salt water in their ink...

ahh, sevilla.

so what everyone between the ages of 17 and 28 in sevilla does on the weekend is this; designate someone to go buy 6 or 7 bottles of whiskey or rum, several litres of coke, tall thin plastic glasses, and several bags of ice. then you go the park and drink with the other 5,000 people there. you drink there from 12 am to 3am. it is un-fuckin-believable. the girls are all done up nice, because at 3, you go to the discoteques. the picture above is from saturday night, unfortunately i didn't have my camera with me on friday when we met the most beautiful girl in the word, Carmen. she didn't speak any english, so me and mike tried italian. that kind of worked, but Ana was our main form of communication. god bless her. the MOD ripped the sleeves off his shirt for some reason. if anyone ever meets Carmen, please tell her I love her and give her my phone number. lord was she hot. so anyway...

during the day we went to eat, and had an unbelievable meal. Gonzo's cousins took us to a place that was awesome and dirt cheap...

and the owner...

and the reprecussions...

and then mike...

things kind of fell apart for a little while after that. i'm not sure what happened. rob was feeling great though...

some more maybe?

okay!

but then we were at the beach again!

zack's tattoo got infected here. 

but anyway. on our way back to madrid we went to granada to see the alhambra, which is arabic for red. i knew all the important sights...

and then...

and then...

and then...

and then...

and then...

the ceiling...

then, the most important sight at the alhambra...

SENIOR MUERTE!!!

cool name huh? we didn't get to play there. this is in toledo.

this brings us up to pretty much the end of the abbreviated version of the spanish tour. hope you liked it. i hope i get to go back to spain and hang out with Gunz and Ana. THANK YOU G and A!

COCKED N' LOADED RULZ!!!