Happiness!

Good news! Things have changed for the better.  Saturday was such a great day. We woke up early around 930, ate breakfast and headed to Italica where the Roman Ruins are. It was pretty cool to see the ruins and arena. Although Andria and I complained most of the time because A. we hate tours and B. I was still upset because my luggage had still not arrived, we sucked it up and walked around. After Italica we got back on the bus and drove to a Horse farm which sounds pretty weird but it was actually awesome. As soon as we got off the bus we were greeted with drinks and flamenco dancing and singing. There were horses and tapas and everyone was enjoying themselves. After trying shark, which was pretty delicious we sat down for a horse show. It was wild. The horses could dance, cross their feet, and do all this other cool stuff. After the show we had a nice lunch then headed back to the hotel to get ready for the night because we were going to see a Flamenco show.

Over the past two days we have met some pretty great people. Everyone’s really having a good time, laughing and looking forward to the rest of the semester. We’ve mostly been hanging out with Ryan, Max and these two boys from California that we met, John & Tommy. They remind me a lot of the boys from home, pure entertainment never a dull moment. We probably are having too much fun for people who just met each other a couple days ago. But Hey- whatevs.

Last night we walked to the Flamenco show with all the students in the program, and of course our “20” minute walk turned into an hour walk to this little bar/show place near the river in Sevilla. The show was pretty awesome, the women dancing were wicked good. It’s interesting to see from a tap dancers point of view how the nail every single sound just from their high heel shoes. The guy playing guitar was also SICK. We ended up sneaking out of the Flamenco place after the show because we were starving, and of course us “stupid Americans” manage to make our way to a McDonalds and some sort of Spanish version of subway at 11:30 at night.  Everyone was thrilled because in Spain, McDonalds sells beer. So obviously the boys want to get wasted at McDonalds because its “cool”.

After that we made our way to the strip where all the bars were, we spent most of the night at this bar with a purple sign, No clue what it was called.  Me and Andria started our night off with a glass of Disorono on the rocks (*cheers rose*) then somehow took shots of Absthine? Like wtf is that crap? It’s bright green and gross. I literally had to go to the bathroom and get sick after taking it. First of all I have no clue why it’s illegal in the US but its just gross. Also the drinks in Spain are about 10x stronger than the ones in the US or at least the ones at The Place Boston. Literally 2 drinks and I am a goner.  I’ve felt so sick that I haven’t even had a chance to have a nice glass of wine, hopefully tonight I can manage to get one in.

But anyways we had fun at the bars talking to randos and eachother in Spanish, Andria making friends with some Argentinan man practicing her Spanish. Melonz has officially followed me to Spain,  that nickname will never get old. Also, one thing I don’t know how I am going to deal with is how late everyone stays out. Clubs/Bars stay open til 6am, that’s way too much for me to handle. 2am is pushing it for me sometimes, people don’t even go out around here until 1am at the earliest.  I NEED MY SLEEP. I hope I can get use to this..

Sunday- we all overslept by accident and missed the morning tour--- woopsies.

Around 1:30 Andria and I took a taxi to meet the group for Lunch at LaRaza which was amazing, a long sitdown lunch with delicious food. After us and Ryan walked over to La plaza de Espana and enjoyed the view and the nice weather, took a cab back where we all proceeded to snuggle in Max’s room.

we have our farewell dinner tonight at this gorgeous restaurant then we'll probably go out.