Yesterday, after my siesta was the first time I realised that I was alone and far away from everybody (well technically I am closer to my Dad...) as nobody was really around in the house and I had a lot of time to kill. As I was leaving the school yesterday Maite told us that there was a concert in a bar called Broadway at 10:30pm, and I had agreed to meet with Ahmed. He told me he would email me beforehand and choose a time. Charo and Paula (the little girl) were out swimming, Charo's son Christian is still on holiday, and Miguel was working so the house felt very empty. In the end I decided to go for a walk while I waited for Ahmed to email me.

When I returned an hour or so later, I had an email from Ahmed asking to meet at 8:30 outside the school but I told him 9:00 would be better - partly because I had just got back in and wanted to rest for a while and partly because I wanted less time in the bar before the concert so Ahmed couldn't drink too much. I sat downstairs and watched a Spanish tv show called 'Pasapalabra' (palabra means word) for half an hour, and I actually understood a fair bit of what was going on.

When I went to meet Ahmed I saw Martina sitting on some steps nearby. I explained to her that I was going to a concert with Ahmed, and she said that she was waiting for Veronica. We decided to all go to the concert which was a relief because I find it difficult to go to bars with Ahmed. We ended up all going to a little tapas bar and eating some small bocadillos (like a sandwich but with French bread) before heading to Broadway for the concert. I had fun explaining that I had pet rats in Spanish, and that they liked to drink beer off of my fingers. Veronica found it very funny.

When we arrived at Broadway, it was a tiny little place and the singer was setting up and doing sound checks. We ordered our first drinks and Ahmed had something with vodka that was served in what looked like a gold fish bowl!

The music was actually very good and I had a good time, although we didn't get much practice at speaking in the bar. After the concert, Veronica came over with some drinks and announced that it was Martina's birthday, and we would toast her at midnight. For some reason Veronica got me a 'clara' which is half beer and half soda instead of a beer, and I was thankful because I didn't really need anything more to drink. Just before the toast someone came around selling CDs from the guy in the concert and me, Veronica and Ahmed bought one. When we toasted Martina's birthday Ahmed gave her the CD and said happy birthday which was actually quite sweet.

Ahmed had been drinking all kinds of drinks - vodka, whiskey and now he was drinking Martinis. He was quite pissed. I saw Ahmed talking to Veronica, and a few minutes later Veronica walked off and talked to some very pretty Spanish girls at the bar. The girls came back to our table and posed with Ahmed for a photo, and chatted to us for a while. They thought Veronica was Ahmed's mum!

After we left, we saw the girls again and Ahmed shouted "te quiero" which was a little embarrassing, but at the same time the whole thing was really funny and we had laughed a lot. Veronica walked with me most of the way back to my house, and we stopped near the city gates and chatted for a bit. She spoke in English and I spoke in Spanish. I could have stayed for ages but I was desperate for the toilet so I had to go home.

This morning I really didn't expect Ahmed to turn up in class, and was surprised when he did, although he did leave the class room a few times to be sick.

At break time we didn't go to a bar, and instead they had cake and Sangria for Martina's birthday. Ahmed obviously didn't want to drink so he jokingly said "I can't because I'm a muslim". He then went on to explain how he got sick 3 times in the night, and one time he was asleep, and just laid on his back and puked all over the place. "I was like a volcano" he said. It was funny but pretty horrific really.

Ahmed had to leave early to catch a flight to Paris. On my way out Maite explained to me that everyone was leaving apart from me and most of them were flying out that afternoon. Veronica is going to be here tonight so I have arranged to meet her at 7 and we are going to go for a walk around the outside of the city and then have dinner.

I realised yesterday that Ahmed is actually quite a nice guy, and I quite like him, but I hate drinking with him because he just wants to get drunk. Sometimes it's easy to forget that he is only 16.