No no no.
The wettness. The fucking wettness. I expected wet. I didn't expect this sort of wet. I'm stuck! Not sure what to do. I'm far from convinced I can make enough cash here in the rain, so a bus ride to Madrid perhaps. Possibly. I'm only €200 short, but always €200 short. So, that's a round €120 trip to the dry and back, and then on from there?
I like Santiago. I don't like the fucking continuous wettness. No.
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