Madrid - Mullet City

Well it appears that I do not have an apptitude for learning foriegn languages as I have had to move DOWN a class from level 1A. "Is there actually a level lower than 1A", I hear you ask? Well yes there is, I think it is called spaz level. They didnt make me move down but I have been so lost in class the last few days with everyone raving on in spanish that I almost cried, so today I went to the office and said "please move me down a class!!!" but even if it takes me until the year 2020 I will speak spanish one day!!
Apart from my sloooow learning life in Madrid is awesome. Its such a party city, I´ve been going out a lot. I went out with my friend Mathew on the weekend, he was living at my flat but he moved, we ended up hanging out with a group of mad south Americans and I was drunkenly singing AC/DC songs with a guy from Chilie, but he didnt speak english so I sang the words while he mumbled along.
Tonight is my friends 25th birthday so I´m going to a party at her place. She is from Chilli and doesnt speak english and clearly, I do not speak spanish, but we get along great.
Nearly everyone in my school is German, last night I went to an "intercambio" night where we are supposed to practice our spanish with spaniards and they practice their english with us, but I ended up sitting at a table with people from my school all of whom were German. We´d start talking in spanish, but the conversation would revert back to German which doesnt do me much good so I went home!
Oh and just a word about the title of my post, the mullet reigns supreme in Madrid. Men, women old and young, there are more mullets here than in Mount Druitt!

Madrid

After a few days in Spain Katie and I hired a car for a week. Let me tell you something for nothing, driving a car on the opposite side of the road is not easy. Im not a great driver at the best of times and for the first day that we got the car I drove like an L plater behind the wheel for the first time. I nearly turned onto the wrong side of the road a few times and between us Katie and I managed to piss off a lot of Spainards. I almost had an accident with one car and they went ballistic, but as they say a miss is as good as a mile.
We took the car up to Valencia for La Tomatina. La Tomatina is held in a village just out side of Valencia but what should have been a 40 minute drive took 5 hours (Im not kidding!) because the names of the towns on the map were in Spanish and the names on the signs were in Catalan which made things just a tad confusing.
We did eventually make it and it turned out to be the best day of my life. La Tomatina is basically a massive food fight where 30,000 people converge onto Buena, a small village and spend a few hours throwing tomatos at eachother. It was unreal, the street where its held was packed like a mosh pit, boys were grabbing girls and ripping their tops off. I got my top ripped off but luckily I had my cozzie underneath! I saw one girl storm out completly topless with a face of thunder! A big truck then drove through and dumped tomatoes for us to throw, from the moment that first tomato left my hands I thought "I love throwing stuff!!!" and I got right into it! Afterwards I was encrusted in tomato juice (so was everyone else) but I think it did something for my hair because the next few nights when I went out it looked fabulous!
Anyway now I´m in Madrid. Katie left to travel some more, but I´m staying to study. I had my first class today. I am at a beginer level, but the entire class is in spanish and by the end I felt like my brain was going to explode! I´ve got three weeks here though so hopefully Ill be seeing an improvement soon!
Adios