You still think that I get one more time around

...and this country is more than hypocresies, cheap ass businessman and loud crappy music. This weekend I went up to a camp. The weather was pictured grey while I discovered as many beautiful scenaries as some could never imagine. I left the city last saturday, Paul and his friends were there. After three hours late, we finally got to the highway and it took us 45 minutes to get to Raul's village. That was pretty much it for that day. Sunday morning rain was coming, but it didn't hold us back. Two jeeps and we were up to the mountains - did someone said rally?.

Constanza is up too high and carries with it the mere escence of its level - It's simply beautiful. I loved the weather there and the sweet colors. Like trying to hold an ilusion I stood for seconds staring at a message, then I walked away from it. The going down was really easy and fast, but the trip isn't done yet. How can u go to Jarabcoa and Constanza if u didn't go to "El Salto de Jimenoa". Abel could kick ur ass really sweet - Giv'em hell kid. Can you say "awesome place"?

I'm home now. Love u tons... kiss kiss bang bang!