I am having a great time, let´s be clear about this. However, could things keep going wrong? Please? I mean, having an awesome exchange group, going out, enjoying Spanish cuisine is great and all but the dramas of this trip is what is SOOOO awesome.
I have not written in a few days because my laptop is now broken. How, why, I do not know. I bought a new part today and it didn´t work. The next possible solution will cost me a serious hunk of money I am using my flat mate´s ordenador.
Not to mention the rediculous back and forth about everything concerning our classes at CLM.
Sorry. No more complaining, I promise.I moved into my new apartment which is definitly something to celebrate. This flat mate of mine is a middle aged hottie who is so chatty and kind. When I saw this place I thought, I just have to have that. So even though I said I was going to look elsewhere, I totally didn´t and called her the next day about moving in. She has never rented before, is single and lost her daughter about 11 years ago now in an accident. Her apt is amazing. I have a room to myself which is so cute. What a shame my laptop does not work parental units, so I could show you guys. The whole apt. is very modern and has art work and books from other parts of the world. I knew I liked her when I saw the kinds of books on her shelves. She is learning English and is totally spunky.
Man...I just can´t even focus to think of what I can mention from these last few days. There has been so much. Sparadic thoughts then it is I guess...
I went grocery shopping for the first time here. It was pretty cheap I thought.
The last night we had a free food tasting, the SOL kids. At least we didn´t feel so SOL once we had gotten to eat our fill of Serrano Ham, stuffed olives, Spanish wine, Christmas treats called mantecados which I feasted on, and home made french bread dipped in several olive oils made around the country. I was in heaven. I think I probably ate half of what was on the table for everyone. That is no exaggeration either. When they didn´t like it they passed it down to me. I love food. Exotic, expensive food that we eat for free, especially.
Today I met a shop owner, who offered to tour me around the Alhambra. I absolutely accepted because he has been four times and loves it, so I figured he would be a bit knowledgable. Then I asked if my friends could come along too. Muajajaja! No date for you, Persian shop owner.
The most amazing sunshine lit up Granada today, so I took advantage of it and read my book Mil Soles Esplendidos in a plaza. I moved around for more than an hour just soaking it up. I felt like a cat. A fat, happy cat.
Yesterday I visited the bar across from my school for tapas. The reason I went in was because I heard the most beautiful guitar playing. I could resist. Like a moth to light, I had to check it out. It was this little Japanese guy, also the bartender. While waiting for customers he just plays around with his guitar. He is in the process of mastering the art of Flamenco music. I ordered a beer, and how tapas work is that when you order a glass of beer or wine, you get free food with it. It usually costs about two euros. That day, was sushi. The man was also a sushi chef! And boy was it goooOOOOooood. Food and music, and then to top it off two strange Spanish women came in and we got to chatting. So I made my first real contact with locals. It was a beautiful experience.
They moved me up again, to level 8 at school. Now I have classes in the morning again which I am very pleased about.
Alright, so I suppose I will wrap this up now. My hands are freezing. Spanish homes rarely are heated and when they are, usually a space heater does the job for the whole house. I never take my outside jacket off. I may or may not climb under my covers to read my book again, until the party begins again tonight!
Thinking of you, my lovely family and friends. Hopefully Skype will be possible again in the near future.
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