9:40 pm

I had a very nice time last night. I sat here reading and had a couple of beers and smoked a little. Then, of course, I didn't feel like going out. But I finally dragged myself to Donde at 1:00 am, where I found Annelies and Gitta. Annelies and I danced like crazy. It was fun to let loose and be silly. And we were silly. Dancing like drunks. I met this Dutch guy who's staying at the camping with Gitta. He's really nice -- and cute! We talked all night. He and Gitta and I went downtown, but there was absolutely nothing going on, so we came back to Donde until 6:00. I have a good time when I meet people there, but I find that difficult. Anyway, this guy -- I don't know his name! -- is traveling around Spain for a month. He'll be working in Barcelona next year, so I'll have to keep in touch. But why can't he be gay? And interested in me? I've been feeling good about "things" lately. About my life here. About letting the future take care of itself. I had gotten away from the "Carpe Diem" philosophy. I need to remind myself of my first several months here. What great things have happened. And will happen in the future.