Found a couple of old photos from Spain while I was cleaning up my disk today and thought I'd post some of them. I can honestly say that I had THE best time of my life during this period and I'm still totally in love with the country.

My house in Albaycin overlooking Granada and Alhambra castle.

The huuuge terrace. Excellent for sipping red wine and barbequeing pinchitos watching nothing in particular to the sounds of the flamenco school next door, of shouting old ladies and screaming kids, goats, roosters, birds and insects.

The view.

Having a tapa at my local restaurant at Plaza Larga. I know you can hardly see me but I'm there. Excellent location but sadly you got nasty migas (fried breadcrumbs with varios leftovers) or Bocarones (small fish in vinagre) almost every time you ordered a beer.

Rainbow over Granada.

I was pretty lucky to meet two of my bestest friends down there, Diana and Jonny-Banan. Diana is still working on her university degree in Granada and Jonny the lucky bastard is back in Spain once more currently working in Ronda.

The swedish posse at Boopie's farwell-party. Fäffe, me, Glenn and Grafitti-Björn. Fäffe went back home to Helsingborg never to be seen again, but me, glenn and björn still keep in contact.

Two of my teachers and very good friends, Elena and Amelia. I've spent countless nights out with these two in various dodgy places and loved every one of them.

Boopie!

Ugh, german guy called Paul. He called his beard art and enjoyed juggeling and playing the digiridoo. When he confessed he liked to take black & white pictures of himself naked while stroking his beard I had enough and told him to fuck off. He then proceeded to tell me that "It felt like there was very bad energy between us" which was totally accurate. Worst roomie ever.

Hehe, this is how I looked after a year in Andalucia. Possible the best doo i've ever had..