Chronicling the Adventures of a Girl from Texas Living in the Heart of AndalucĂ­a

Hi, I'm Sarah. A few years ago I had a terribly mundane job as a graphic designer for a ho-hum travel magazine
along with the occasional acting gig. During a moment of clarity in November 2008 I quit and decided to find some excitement.
I arrived here in Granada on my 25th birthday, January 11, 2009, and have since continually sought out new places and experiences.
If you'd like the specifics, read on...

Monday, January 26, 2009

Me... I'm in Spain!!!! (for emily)

<------- (Paul, Gillian, Me, Anita and Blanca making dumplings for the Chinese New Year) 




26 de enero, Midnight:34.

AMAZING weekend!!! On Thursday we all went to a discussion about olives, olive oil, making olive oil, etc. Did you know that Spain is the largest exporter of olive oil (acite) in the world? Later that night a bunch of us went up to the far corner of the city to a tiny hard to find, unmarked basement bar for some live salsa music. It was great because we were definitely the only non-locals and everything was so casual (everyone dancing was in normal clothes and a lot of it was improvised). The music was amazing!! I am completely in love with it. It was also at this concert that it really hit me- I’m in Spain!!!! Until now I guess it just hadn’t set in. Anyway, we stayed pretty late, making for interesting classes on Friday. After classes we all went out for drinks and tapas as a farewell to William, who is returning to Taiwan. Lots of fun- about 6 hours worth until it was only me, Caz and Rafa left. We also met a gorgeous Californian firefighter (bombero) named Robert. After a dinner consisting mostly of jamon and queso, I headed off to meet up with some Spaniards at a bar near my house (Including Miguel Angel from the post office and Coralie who I’ve been emailing). They were a blast! More or less 15-20 people in this group of ages from late 20s to 50s. We went to several bars including a Spanish karaoke bar which was incredibly entertaining! We also did a little dancing. Finally around 4 a.m. I was exhausted so Miguel Angel dropped me off at my house on his scooter/motorcycle (in the rain, the whole time I was a little nervous and thinking I was very glad my mom couldn’t see me).
Saturday I woke up early to go search out markets with the ingredients I need for my guacamole. After I whipped up a batch I headed to Paul and Gillian’s GORGEOUS new house for a party celebrating the Chinese New Year. I had another “wow I LIVE here” moment when I ran into someone I knew (one of the professors) in the tiny streets of the Albyzin. At the party, Blanca (the one from China) had been cooking since 7 a.m. and we all jumped in to help her make these delicious little beef/onion dumplings. After we all finished our feast we sat around reciting/singing poetry, nursery rhymes, songs, etc from all of our various countries. When I left their house I got a call from Robert (the caifornian) wanting to meet up for drinks so Caz and I invited him to join us. We went to a fancy bar and made friends with some other Spaniards who bought several rounds of drinks and were absolutely HILARIOUS. Then Caz, Robert and I walked down to a bar called “Voulez Vou” where we had some questionable chupitos and lively conversation. Despues, Robert and I did a little dancing at a bar across the street.
Sunday, we met back up for walking around in the rain, discovering a few old buildings and chocolate and churros (a lot different than mexican churros- no cinnamon, the chocolate is this beyond-delightfully-think dipping goo.) Very romantic.


SABES QUE.....

Last year, an average of more than 80% of fires were caused intentionally in Spain.

2 comments:

  1. The fire fact very appropriate next to the hot fireman picture.

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  2. No joke, I would start a fire to have him put it out.

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