
Hey everyone! Since everyone and their mom has been asking me about Spain, I've only been able to give out minimal information. Basically all I have said is that its awesome. You might have gotten one of those answers but worry no more. Now you will be able to read all you can about my trip, probably more than you ever wanted to know.
I'll start from the beginning. My flight flew into Madrid where we were able to relax and sleep in a glorious bed for the first time in what felt like days. On my flight were more than of all the kids in the program so I had already started to make some friends. We wandered the streets of Madrid and saw some interesting stuff. Most of us were too tired to do anything crazy so we just crashed in the hotel at around midnight. That's early for spaniards.
After a five hour bus ride, we arrived in Granada. We were all terrified to meet our senoras. They informed us at the last minute that in Spain, you don't shake hands, you do the cheek kiss. This only amplified my fear. When they called my name I went to my senora and gave her a half shake kiss combo. It was awkward. Her name was Pepita and she took me and my other american roommate back to her apartment. My roommate speaks pretty good spanish so they talked as I struggled to understand what they were saying. Lets just say it took me a while to understand the spanish accents. Pepita also has the most difficult accent I have heard yet. My senor is named Gabriel and he is really nice. They have three boys who are all in their thirties. I also have an Italian roommate who is studying to be a lawyer. His name is Giovanni and he is really great. He leaves to go back to Italy this weekend and I am pretty bummed. He added a lot of fun to the house. Plus he was easy to understand.
Besides my homestay, i have been going to class five days a week for four hours each day. This is our intensive language course. Our teachers are all really nice but they act like they don't speak a word of english. I don't believe them because I think its all a ploy to make us learn. So sneaky. Class is at 8:30 in the morning and it has been almost impossible to get up each day. The spanish don't go to bed before one usually so I barely get any sleep. But the best part of the day is the siesta. From 2 to 5, almost everyone in spain stops working and goes home to eat and relax. Stores close, the streets are almost empty, and the city stops for a few hours each day. This is when I get my much needed beauty rest. I wish they had this in the US.
One thing that I am still undecided on is the spanish food. Some days our food is amazing. Lentil soup, paella, tortillas, and other goodies are so tasty. But occasionally there comes the food that I can't stand. Hard boiled eggs doused in far too much mayonaise, pizza with tuna on it, whole shrimp or fish complete with eyes, legs, scales, and whatever else comes naturally. These days I tend to stick to bread. Also, the spanish have an obsession with ham. Everywhere I go, ham is in at least 90% of the food. Not sure how I feel about that. I love ham but I might overdose on it.
The nightlife in Spain is crazy. Tapas bars are open until around 1 and you can go any day of the week with your friends to have a beer or wine and eat some free food. Its awesome cause when you buy a drink you get a little plate of tapas or appetizers. Each round you buy, the better the tapas are. Usually we just get one and the walk around but they have been good overall. Besides the tapas bars, there are discotecas. These dance clubs don't start until two in the morning and go until at least four or five. I haven't had the stamina to go to one of these yet but I will. I need to get my dance on.
Well, this has been long enough. Kudos to whoever made it this far. I will be sure to post a bunch of pictures and keep everyone updated on my crazy time in Granada. Hasta luego!