1/14/2011
After spending two hours in a computer lab conjugating verbs, I came home to a clean room. Yes, we have a cleaning lady :) Her name is Rosario or something, but we call her Rosie because we think Rosario is a boys name. Each week we get out rooms cleaned and our laundry done. I need to have my mom put our money in to good use and get a cleaning lady when I get home because I'm loving this. She made us chocolate caliente one day, which is the same stuff they use here to eat Churros with. It's really hot and thick and after you take a sip you always have a nice little black mustache. Anyways, Marieta made us lunch again like always, except I felt really bad she was cooking for us that day. At lunch she told us how she slipped on oil in the street and the police had to take her to the hospital to get a cat scan earlier that day. She said that she thought it was just water when she took a step and after she fell she couldn't talk. Due to her falling on her ponytail, it caused a lot of pain in her head and neck. Throughout the day we had to keep an eye on her to make sure she was feeling alright and wasn't feeling dizzy or about to pass out. That night I suggested we just go out to eat and tell Marieta she doesn't have to worry about cooking for us that night. She was very appreciative and felt bad but we told her it wasn't a big deal at all. We went to this restaurant, well what we thought was a tapas bar, that was literally ten step walk from our apartment. It was really good but we were a little disappointed it wasn't a tapas, even though it said on the door "Tapas", because then it would have only cost us 2 euro for a drink and food instead of 11 euro. But we got a pitcher of sangria and were feeling pretty good after. A group of us went to this club called Camborio, it looks like a cave.
I guess again it was another international night meaning there would be a lot of Americans again. Not good. It was quite a hike (and by hike I literally mean hike) and that walk could have been my work out for the week. The walk was enjoyable because unlike in America, you're allowed to drink in the streets. (you just can't be loud and with a huge group of people) Therefore we drank our boxes of Sangria and this gross Tinto Vino stuff I had the whole way there.
The Alhambra is also right next to Camborio and we were taking pictures of it the whole way there because it's so big and beautiful.I can't even believe people used to live there. Amazing.
We arrived at the Camborio at about midnight. Again, we were the first ones there. We made friends with the bartender, Abel, and he was laughing at us and telling us how we were much too early and to not arrive until 2 am the next time because that's when everyone comes. People weren't kidding when they said people go out late...they mean LATE. We honestly thought midnight was late for going out. Shows how much we actually know and how American we are. Since the only music they play at these discotecas is American music, I like to translate the lyrics in to Spanish words and sing them. It may be a little bit too much Spanglish at times but at least I'm making the effort? My friends all make fun of me and laugh, yet they still sing along with my translation of Spanish words. Also, I would like to complain about how they only play American music. I hear maybe 3 or 4 Spanish songs a night. What is up with that? I'm in Spain, I don't want to hear American music I already know, and half of it is old and from last year, I want to feel like a foreigner and listen to Spanish music with words that are foreign that I can't understand. Two songs I was shocked they played were "Ain't no mountain high enough" and "the twist". Really? These people know those songs? Besides that we did make friends with this group of boys who play soccer and they were helping us with our Spanish and we in return were helping them with their English. Incorrect English + Spanish accents = the cutest thing <3
1/15/2011
Saturday we woke up again right in time for Siesta. We got our laundry back today...cold, a little damp,wrinkly, and a funky smell to it. I don't know how I feel about this yet. At least I have febreze. One of my roommates J Konops and our friend Allison went to this place called Yogurlandia, for yogurt obviously. This was the best yogurt I have ever tasted. It's probably really bad for you and plus I got chocolate and sprinkles on mine. We walked to this bar Hannigans (a cute little Irish pub) during the day to make plans for traveling. We are going to Ireland the first week of February for three days!! &^%#@%^!! I. CANT. EVEN. WAIT.
1/16/2011
Since we didn't go out the night before and we forgot to buy a ticket to on the tour of the cathedral that day, me and my two roommates were able to get up at a descent hour and walked around a park called Francisco Garcia Park. (There might be names in that?). I again, just like the view from our terrace, do not have words to describe how beautiful it is.
There's of course a playground for little children to play on, paths to walk or run on, benches to sit and enjoy the scenery, bridges and water for the ducks to play in. And oh my goodness. These ducks are huge! I do not know what these people feed them to make them so big but they would definitely win a battle against an American duck. We named this one duck Francisco. We then contemplated as to whether it was a girl or a boy. We decided because the duck was pretty it had to be a girl. So we changed the name to Frannie.
Now the difference between this park and any other park I've been too, besides this being the most beautiful, is that here they have ellipticals and other exercise machines you can use to work out with in the middle of the park. Definitely no need to have a membership at a workout place with these at our availability for free. Also, people don't use these machines in work out clothes. They work out in their everyday clothes like jeans and boots, nice sweaters, and coats.
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After a long day at the park, we went to Hannigans again that night to watch the Bears game. All the people there knew we were from Chicago because we asked them to turn the game and on and at first were the only ones wanting to watch it. We ordered Strongbow (Cider, Sidra) My new favorite beer. 1. It doesn't taste like beer and tastes like apple cider. 2. It has a higher percentage than regular beer.
We became friends with the bartenders, Ross and Jose. Apparently Ross is the owner, but were not so sure if we believe them because they were messing with us the whole night. Ross is from Ireland and has the cutest accent. Basically I will fall in love with you if you have an Irish accent. And Jose is from Granada. He doesn't look Spanish at all. That's another thing I wanted to point out. A lot of people here really don't stand out and look Spaniard.There are some that do, but for the most part, they look just like everyone else. If they were to go to America and not talk you would think they were from America. A group of guys came to the bar later on and sat with us, they were from Delaware. So many people study abroad now a days, it kind of takes the thrill out of doing it. However, I still love being here and am having the best time :) The Bears won, we were feeling pretty good, and I still had homework to do. I sometimes feel like I'm still in the high school in the idea that I still don't do my homework when I'm supposed to. Either I do it between classes or right before I walk in to class. Oh well.
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