I spent shitloads of money, drank unmeasurable amounts of alcohol, partied in the weirdest possible places with the weirdest possible people (including one ETA terrorist), survived a terrible "wrestling" accident when my friend broke the lights with my guitar pretending he was hitting me (some huge pieces of glass fell right beside me cutting both my hands and slightly touching my face), got into a fight with a Steaua Bucharest fan after randomly shouting at 7 AM that Steaua sucks (he heard me from the toilet), going fishing on a boat on the Black Sea at 4 AM in the morning while being completely smashed (luckily, the sea was calm), flirted with half-naked 16 year old girls at some beach parties (16 year is still legal)...ahhh...I love the summer, and the sea, and the girls, and the booze, and football and beach volleyball, and rock 'n' roll. I'm back since Wednesday, and realized that I have to wait for another 12 months...damn it!