Apologies for the lack of contact. I´ve been studying intensively in the stunningly beautiful town of Granada, Nicarargua.
I finaly left Samara after 5 weeks of sun, sand, sea, and surfing. It was time to leave. Typically, I´d been spending too much time straddling things other than my surf board )pool tables, dance podiums etc). Also, the Spanish I was learning with my gangster friend was only fit for a stint in prison or a brothel.
I´ve had a much quieter time in colonial Granada, studying by day and chilling out with my host family at night. It´s so lovely, I have a mum and dad again. Marlene and her husband Agusto have really looked after me. He´s been concerned about my cough, spoon feeding me medicine as I lie in the hammock every day. I haven´t the heart to tell him it´s a smoker´s cough. It really is like being back at school again. Every day I´m up at the crack of dawn, doing my homework, before cycling off to school. I am now able to converse a fair bit in Spanish.
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