Los Pinos, Spain! (Yes, late.... WHATEVER!!)

E-mail One. Day two - about the night before =]

"hello mister kyleford

i am in spain

huzzah

yesterday we went out to a club under the pretence that it was going to be a foam party. no foam occurred but i got shit drunk and probably embarassed myself. and i broke a glass. and kate and kelly practically got raped by this gangstaaa. it was ace. and this dirty old man tried to grind with me and i was like ewwwww no ta love. yep.

today i was in hangoverness\sleepyness and stuff but then kate made me go and have breakfast and i had assorted random meats. last night for tea i ate goat. it was quite delicious. and bubblegum flavoured ice cream, but not on the same plate. we did the beach and the swimming pool and the jacuzzi. my hair has dried in an interesting fashion.

must dash vodka and coke is on the table.

all inclusive wins.

parrots tonight!

see you next week!

email you again soon

au revoir
auf weidersehn
ciao
adios"

E-mail Two. Day Two - cryptic.

"forward this to mum i can´t find her email address

all is well and good in spain. went clubbing last night. there wasn´t any foam or giraffes.

lots of love, lil xxxxxxxxxx"

E-mail Three. Day Three - more stuff has happened.

"OK so the original lack of foam was terrifying BUT last night we went back again and there WAS foam, and it was foamy and awesome. I drank slightly too much again, but i wasn´t kerplunked, i was only monopolied. yeah try and work that one out.

we rented pedalo things from our new gangster friend off the beach, he´s much nicer in the day time than he was at the club place.

layla did some salsa dancing with a guy in the hotel. and yes real massive parrots, we have pictures.

there is a jack sparrow look-a-like who works on reception. yesterday i called the reception the pub because i´m stupid.

tonight we´re going to a beach party thing. woop"

E-mail Four. Day Four - to my mummy.

"So! On the first day we did flying and bus-ing and we found the hotel easy enough, mainly because we´re awesome. We went and had a ganders at the beach and wandered a bit and then we had tea, which is pretty good all things considered. Then we sat in the bar and this English guy said there´s a club which is gonna have fam party, so went but there was no foam. But it didn´t matter cause we danced aaaaaall night and it was fun. We made friends with a gangster man, who seemed kinda of pervy when we met him in the club but we met him again the next day because he runs the pedalos on the beach which we rented and he gave us some extra time.

I have taken hundreds of photos!

The next day we did sleeping and stuff mainly, and that was fantabulous. We did some beaching as well and I´m only minimally burnt.

We went to the club thing again on Monday because there actually WAS a foam party, which was very enjoyable.

Last night we went for a wander down all the nighttime stalls and this massive gang of boys tried to accost us, but we shooed them away and then made friends with these Irish folks who took a picture of us for us. Which was very kind of them.

The hotel is really nice, we were all expecting grossness but it´s lovely. And they put a lot of vodka in the vodka and coke! We´re having lots of fun and we´re all very sensible, we even have an attack plan to get rid of potential rapists, I´ll show you it when you get back from Italy.

Lots of love, from Lil

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"