The itinerary stated clearly the plans for Monday and Tuesday. Derek and Kane took the hour bus to Toledo on Monday and to Segovia on Tuesday while we were in class. After their trips which they claim were “beautiful, gorgeous, stunning in every which way, and definitely a potential hot spot to raise a family,” (I too, thought it was a little strange that they were THAT enthused) we met them at Escamplero and went out.
On Wednesday, the chicos roamed around the city, parking themselves on the bench with the most entertainment around…the typical Spanish PDA sesh proved to be entertaining at the very least. After we got out of class, Jess, Meg and I (Beth left for Brussels), brought the boys back to MC’s humble abode…and humble she was, offering them dinner. Although frightened by the nutty old women, they were sure not to pass up the free meal. Once we established that there was a futbol game on TV, Mary Carmen scurried around situating us on the couches to watch while shoveling food down our throats. After the victory, we all fought for who could get the bathroom first. Sike. No one threw up but we sure as hell wanted too. After dinner, we hung out in the house and packed for the upcoming weekends activities.
At around 12 A.M., Derek and Kane said their farewells to Megan and Jess who were spending the weekend in Paris. Although we had to tear Michael away from his beloved novia (oh my gosh, meangan!), we somehow managed to get to the bus station in time for our overnight drive to Granada (anything to save a few Euro.) Thankfully, we slept the whole way on the bus, and awoke bright and early in the quaint Moorish city. We spent the rest of the morning as tourists and visited cities Cathedral. Afterward, we went back to the hostel to check into our room and take a siesta. The rejuvenating nap gave us the energy we needed to hike up a mountain…note to self: never go on vaca with an ROTC student and Rugby stud. Upon reaching the top, we could see an incredible view of the entire city. When we returned, we showered and got ready for the tapas tour that the hostel had planned. Everyone in the hostel hopped from bar to bar as we sampled just about every Spanish tapa known to man. Granada is one of the only cities left in Spain that still gives you a free appetizer with every beer…talk about a cheap, filling meal. Our new Australian and French Canadian friends (who Kane, again, swept off their feet), helped make the evening a delightful one.
The next morning we woke up, packed a loaf of PB&Js, and headed off to the Alhambra. One of the top 10 tourist attractions in Europe is a symbol of the Moorish retreat during the Christian Reconquista. The Moors’ great palace consists of four sights clustered on top of a huge hill. The detailed artwork and architecture which clearly showed the Moorish obsession of water (we almost through Kane into quite a few waterfalls) were incredible. The sight took the entire day to explore, so by the time that we were finally finished, we needed a siesta. Afterward, the hostel provided a FEAST for a measly 5 Euro. Beginning with carrot soup, Salad, Patatas Bravas, Paella (4 yards in circumference), and triple chocolate brownie made us never want to leave Oasis hostel. That night, we went to a bar for a few drinks.
On Saturday morning, we woke up to check out of the hostel. We got our usual cup of café con leche, and then headed to the bus station. When surrounded by good company, the 5 hour long bus ride only seems to take 2. When we got back home, I packed a suitcase of gifts (don’t even think about it family!) and went to Pinocchio’s for dinner. MC offered the boys a bed for the night (good etiquette yet again) because my babygurls were still gone. After the night out with Suzy, I took the boys to the airport in the AM, and we sadly bid our farewells.
3 comments:
Bex, your trademark move is to talk WAYYY more about the damn food you eat everywhere you go, rather than what you actually DO. What exactly you've seen and accomplished over the past 3 months remains a mystery, but at least I know you havent lost that Becca-style appetite!! Better save some room for some fatass CCC's and monster amounts of PotRoast A La Collins!! Love to ya.
Becca, let me get you out futbol world and back into the land of the Hawk. After going 1-1 in the NIT Season Tip-off(almost beating then #23 Syracuse) we beat Boston U in Boston. Tonight was the first home game and it was great. All the students wore red, as did many other fans, as facilitated by the new "Hawk T" (buy at the bookstore for $15, Phil Martelli was there monday to sign them, oh yeah, mine got signed). The game went well at the start, though I started to notice that we take way to many 3-pointers and dont take it to the boards enough. We finished the half up by 7. After Ball State brought a 13 point lead to 3 points with a 10-0 run, Joes hit two quick 3s and the game wasnt a contest after that. Great night, what a day to be a hawk. cant wait to see you!
Surely a Thanksgiving dinner you will never forget! Don't mess with the woman! I SAID THE GUITAR IS OUT OF TUNE!!!
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