This past week here in Granada has involved lots of hiking, tapas-eating, tea-drinking, and getting up at ungodly hours for class. The cat-in-heat saga continues (she's back in heat and wailing like a furious newborn all over again), while a new saga has begun: that of the lock on the apartment door. The lock often doesn't work so my host madre decided we should just keep the door unlocked. She pasted a note on the door telling us never to lock it, and has also been consistently reminding us not to lock it. She's been oiling up the keys and lock with olive oil (a staple for everything here in Spain) but it hasn't made much of a difference. My roommate finally told her that we're not OK with the door always being unlocked but was promptly assured that no one can get in because the door is so hard to open. However, yesterday she decided it would be alright if we keep the door locked at night once we're all home. Finally, today, she decided the locksmith could come fix it...unless I misunderstood and he was just some man she was discussing the locks with, which I wouldn't be surprised about, since that's her favorite topic of discussion these days... anyways, sorry to bore you about locks, it's just all I've been hearing about and therefore all I can seem to write about.
Moving on...I unfortunately had makeup classes on Friday, but afterwards my friend, Laura and I went on a hike past the Alhambra and up an extremely steep hill covered in olive trees. I made the mistake of wearing a dress and little flowery shoes, but making it up to the top in that attire made me feel all the more accomplished. Getting down was more of an issue...I think I was on my feet less than half of the time. We rewarded ourselves with the creamiest, most delicious gelato, which made it was all worth it. And I'll admit that I had frozen yogurt that night, which was almost as delicious as the gelato. It's hard to resist all the desserts here because they are everywhere to be seen. You can't walk a block without spotting something scrumptious-looking.
Yesterday I hiked part of the Sierra Nevada in Monachil again, this time with new people (Marina and Kelsey), so I got to be the tour guide. From my past Monachil experience I steered us in the right direction (this time we didn't spend a 45 minutes hiking up a hill only to wind up in someone's driveway before finding the right trail!) It was as beautiful as before and much sunnier. When I got back, my roommate and I met up with Javi, a native of Granada, at a teteria where I had Pakastani tea (more like warm milk with sugar) and we learned about what the locals do here in Granada. We went to Granada 10, a discoteca (club) last night, which was more fun than I expected because they mostly played Spanish music,which is unusual, as there is an abundance American pop songs here, and it was in a nice space with interesting lighting. Discotecas don't tend to be my scene, but it was worth the experience.
I think today is the warmest it's ever been here, so I went for a run in the sun. Now I'm exhausted from head to toe. Best be off...my bed is luring me away.
Moving on...I unfortunately had makeup classes on Friday, but afterwards my friend, Laura and I went on a hike past the Alhambra and up an extremely steep hill covered in olive trees. I made the mistake of wearing a dress and little flowery shoes, but making it up to the top in that attire made me feel all the more accomplished. Getting down was more of an issue...I think I was on my feet less than half of the time. We rewarded ourselves with the creamiest, most delicious gelato, which made it was all worth it. And I'll admit that I had frozen yogurt that night, which was almost as delicious as the gelato. It's hard to resist all the desserts here because they are everywhere to be seen. You can't walk a block without spotting something scrumptious-looking.
 |
| at the top of the steep hill! |
Yesterday I hiked part of the Sierra Nevada in Monachil again, this time with new people (Marina and Kelsey), so I got to be the tour guide. From my past Monachil experience I steered us in the right direction (this time we didn't spend a 45 minutes hiking up a hill only to wind up in someone's driveway before finding the right trail!) It was as beautiful as before and much sunnier. When I got back, my roommate and I met up with Javi, a native of Granada, at a teteria where I had Pakastani tea (more like warm milk with sugar) and we learned about what the locals do here in Granada. We went to Granada 10, a discoteca (club) last night, which was more fun than I expected because they mostly played Spanish music,which is unusual, as there is an abundance American pop songs here, and it was in a nice space with interesting lighting. Discotecas don't tend to be my scene, but it was worth the experience.
I think today is the warmest it's ever been here, so I went for a run in the sun. Now I'm exhausted from head to toe. Best be off...my bed is luring me away.
No comments:
Post a Comment