What a difference a shave and a crisp white shirt makes!
Didn't go down to well amongst the hippys and drop-outs at Mirador San Nicolas
Big moan about the fucking cunting american fucking waster who repeatedly let her dog run over my tiles smashing two. Like she hadn't just watched me clean, draw and carefully display them. Fucking lazy, smelly, unclean fucking hippy yanky bitch woman. She's gonna get trouble.
Just passing through town so, she thinks it's a good idea to get a dog
I really, really, do not like that woman. She fucking stinks as well. Jealous bitch.
And, the local 14 year old fuckwits who think it's clever to pull a knife on me. Don't ever fucking do that again. I was so very close to not walking away without saying anything.
And, the cunt who threw their chewing gum down on the ground I was sitting on. Luckily I spotted it this time.
Jealous fucking cunting tossers the lot of them.
There are some good folk there also
Some good people from South America and a French girl who travels around selling jewellery and stuff she makes. Says she's ready to head for an unspoilt part of the coast.
Took €25 before I got sick of the hippiness of the place. Will sketch and sell in Plaza Neuva this eveing. Clean white shirts go down better there.