El Parque Garcia Lorca and the men of Spain

 Today we went on a tour to 3 gyms in case people wanted to work out and stuff. After the first 2, we walked through a park called El Parque Garcia Lorca. In the middle of all these buildings is the little park that's so tranquil and serene.

After walking in the park, we went to the last gym where I saw the MOST attractive person I have ever seen in real life. Well it's a tie between him and the guy who I saw at GAP the summer that I started: that man had a golden sun-kissed tan, dark hair and blue eyes. But back to this Spaniard.

 When we walked into the gym, I sat down on a bench, and Dani was talking to some dude. I leaned forward a little just so I could see who it was, and boy oh boy was that the best decision I made all day! I turned to Jen who was sitting beside me and I told her to lean forward and look at the guy. She immediately looked at me and we had our "holy shit" faces on. There stood a man so beautiful I couldn't believe my eyes. Even if I tried to describe him it wouldn't do him any justice. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and a little scruff. I can't even go into further detail. I should have taken a picture of him! All the girls saw him, of course. And when Dani told us to follow him, the first thing he usually says is "chicos" but instead he said "chicas." Obviously we knew why. Dani took us around the corner to some tables but the guy didn't follow. No joke, I asked Dani "is he coming back?" And everyone just smiled, cause they knew why. Even the guy must have known. If you're that attractive you must know.

  Jen and I decided to go upstairs and roam around for a little. Which was also a good idea because that's where the machines are. And where there are machines, there are boys. We stood in the doorway looking around pretending to "see what type of machines they had" when in reality we were scoping out the men. We decided to walk to the other side and back so we could see it all. The only thing I remember is pointing out a guy in a red shirt and a guy in a gray shirt.

Since I'm on the subject of Spanish men, let me just get this out. The men here are so much different than those in the US. In Spain, the guys actually care what they look like, they have style, and are put together. They know how to look good. If anything, American guys should aspire to be more like the Spanish. I know I wouldn't mind.