So I called my friend, who lives in Madrid, and told her what was on my mind.
Off course she was like " Just do it Cesar". So after walking around in the city I decided to get my first (and last) tattoo on my body.
I don't really know why I got it...
Maybe because I was bored?
Maybe because I wanted to know how it feels?
or maybe because I just like tattoo's?
Anyhow, we went in to the store and the rest is History...
It didn't really hurt as much as I thought it would and it went by so fast.
After 20 minutes I left the Tattooshop with a mark on my right ankle that will never go away.