Day three and I´ve learned a lot so far. A tad bit of everything to be exact (good thing I attend a liberal arts school or I wouldn´t know what to do with myself).
I´ve learned to pack really, really light - or else your travelling fate (and money, €70 to be exact) will likely rely on some disgruntled British Airways employee. Despite the rough start to my trip (lots of thing went wrong on my way here), I´m starting to get the hang of things. We arrived from London in the Málaga airport on Thursday where we then took about a 2 hour bus ride through the mountains of the coast to finally reach Granada. From there we then met out señoras and headed home. It was a blissful moment that was unfortunately cut short by the 1·C temp and hail 2 minutes into my 15 minute walk home while I wrestled with my luggage. I got ridiculously homesick that night, as I was pretty sure I lived the furthest away from everyone, didn´t have a roommate and the fact that I didn´t have internet nor a phone made it a little worse. Fortunately I was extremely exhausted from my adventures in London and the transport to Granada that I was able to pass out at 9 and sleep ´till 8 the next morning. The next morning was a little stressful, we had to get to the Centro de Lenguas Modernas which is about a 25 minute walk away from my house (however I´ve since found a faster route) to take a placement exam for our Spanish language placement. It was snowing then, too.
We were then sent home after the exam (I was told by the man who gave me the oral exam that I spoke wonderfully but my written portion of the test, "fue poco disorganizado." Meh, oh well. Later that night (about 5) we took a walking tour of the main parts of downtown Granada and the univeristy itself and then all met up at the Centro de Lenguas Modernas for an orientation meeting where they told us how much Americans are taken advantage of etc etc. After that we headed to a club called "Babel" where they gave us tickets for free drinks we ate pizza (Pizza Hut here is a million times better than the Pizza Hut at home). We met up with a couple Spaniards that my new found friend Kathleen met at her residencia and they took us to the famous "Chupiteria 69" where they have lord knows how many shots for 1€ each. After that we went around to a couple other places that they carted us around to. I got home around 3:30 in the morning (Look, ma´no hands!).
...I wish write about what I did yesterday, but I´ve been at this internet cafe for almost two hours and not sure what their rates are. Hopefully by then I can be snazzy and post photos on here.
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