Saturday, January 29, 2011

Hiking in the Sierra Nevada!


Friday, January 28th

Greatest accomplishment so far= Surviving my first ever hiking experience…and it was in the Sierra Nevada Mountains!  A group of us started our day at 9 a.m. by flagging down our bus to Monachil.  2.40 Euro round trip. When we got up to Monachil (near the mountains) it was now raining, or better said, it was pouring. Guess who forgot her umbrella at home? This girl. Jeanette graciously shared hers with me until the rain calmed down.  We had to navigate our own way to the hiking path, but with our great navigator, Sarah, we found our way. We stopped at a beautiful point in our walk to eat our bocadillos (sandwiches) that our senoras had made. I unfortunately had last nights dinner (cabbage and raisins) in between Italian bread.  It actually was better than I had originally thought.  I also had saved some of my chocolate bar from my previous adventure at Corte Ingles (grocery), que bueno!

After some debate and confusion as to where the path was, we followed our instincts (or should I say we followed our tour guide, Hercules the dog) to the beginning of our hiking trail.  We thought the mountain would be covered in goats and bulls...no...it was overpopulated with dogs. We saw some roosters, a donkey, un gato, and basically herds of dogs (and lots of caca). 

Our first initial view was breathtaking.  I didn’t know what I thought this hike would entail, but my god was it beautiful. We crossed a wobbly bridge (reminiscent to Indiana Jones), shimmied along the sides of caves, and raced to the top. 


Hercules!

                                                      Beautiful view in the Sierra Nevadas!
                                                      The Indiana Jones Bridge. Conquered.

On our back into Monachil, we had some spare time, so we stopped at a local bar. I tried Cruzcampo cerveza for the first time, pretty good Andalucia!  It came with a small cup of gumbo soup. There was some green tasting chicken like substance in it, which Jeanette called gizzard. MMmmmmm.   Not sure what it was, but I liked it!  We hopped on our return bus and I got home around 4. I was chilled to the bone from our rainy adventure and I couldn't get in the shower fast enough!  

The day was definitely an adventure that deserves another (or multiple) visits. Next week quizas??  The next morning I woke up with super sore hips and legs. Worth it! 

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Disco/Running


Friday-Saturday, January 21 and 22

First experience at a discoteca: I should probably start at the beginning de la noche. (Minor detail: I made a 30 minute walk into a 50 minute walk. Solid.) I met up with the girls at a plaza around 11:30. A bar promoter pointed us to this shot bar where we paid .50 cents for a mysterious blue mixed shot. We then decided to buy 3 bottles of wine and split them among the 6 of us. Mistake. Afterwards, we spotted a bar (that smelled a bit like rotten cheese) and the others ordered a cerveza muy grande. We met a local that fell in love with Sarah. She is his princess (see below). From there, it was discoteca time. $10 euro cover that included 2 free drinks. Vodka y limon. We hung out and danced until nearly 4 a.m. Best decision of the night = taxi for $5 euro.  The morning was not my friend to say the least. I told Catalina “me duele el estomago” and with that, she whipped up this herbal tea that tasted like apple juice that apparently is good for your digestion. Sweet!

While a bit hungover, I made the trek to el centro to meet some girls. I took them to the mercadillo near my house, which was a big hit. The market is very overwhelming but everything is muy barrato (cheap). We even practiced our bargaining skills. I bought a shirt for $4 and a bag of gummy bears for $1.  Win.

 "My princess! I love Sarah the most."

 Guapas!

The Spanish love their Fanta.

Sunday 1/23/11

Slept in until 11:30 a.m. For all who know me really well, this is a very strange occurrence. I’m generally an early riser and like to get a good start to my day… it could be the blinds that completely close out all light…or some left over jet lag exhaustion?  Yo no se.

I threw on my running clothes, then looked out the window and realized it was snowing. Yes! I put on my earmuffs and running gloves and said adios to my senora. It was a great feeling to finally be able to get out there. It also helped me get my bearings around the city, which was much needed to say the least.  Solid start with 4 miles…I guess I’m not in shape to run the Barcelona Marathon on March 6th then, huh… Watch out Chicago Marathon in October!

Running is a strange experience in Spain. I get some strange looks from old men here. Maybe it was the spandex pants?  I also got some cat calls, one being something like “Hola- oh la la…guapa!!”  I guess it’s more of a compliment here than in the U.S.? 

Friday, January 21, 2011

Getting Lost/Flamenco Dancing!


So far, school has been pretty laid back and chill. I think this semester is going to be on the lighter side if you know what I mean. I am even thinking about dropping a class (literature…) and then I would be taking 12 hours.  I really only need one advanced hour while abroad anyways because the other classes don’t count towards my major (poor planning on my part).

After escuela, Thursday night was when everyone was going to get together and go to a shot bar and then to a discoteca. I was pumped! I had directions and a map so that hopefully I would know where I was going, or at least in the general direction. What do you think happened… I got lost and ended up at some highway. Great.  I’m glad I could navigate my way back to the apartment.  A little bit of an epic fail this night, but I know there will be plenty more disco nights to come.  I think what made it worse was when I came back that night and talked with my senora. Catalina said something like “Estaba perdida? Oh…es muy facil, es muy facil!” She basically thought it was impossible to get lost around here…lies.

Video of the three Flamenco Dancers

At least I had a fun night to look forward to. The whole Granada group was invited to attend a Flamenco show in las cuevas (caves) of Sacramonte.  Everyone got a complimentary drink and sat back and watched this marvel of a show. Would anyone know what I meant if I included a reference from the movie Superstar?  Remember Molly Shannon's parents who were Irish Dancers? The dancers had to dance faster and faster, and then of course some of you know what happened after that.  But anyways, it was very impressive to see these Flamenco dancers move their feet so rapidly, all while keeping a steady, graceful upper body.  I have pictures and a video to show off.  It was definitely an experience that I would love to do again, maybe even learn it myself. 

Stage for the Flamenco Dance at Venta el Gallo.

This weekend I am going to chill in Granada. I haven't made any official travel plans yet, but there are many ideas bouncing around. Saturday is going to be our shopping day! I'm taking a few friends to the mercadillo by my house that has extremely cheap, cute clothes, shoes, etc. Afterwards, we'll probably stop by this cute tapas bar nearby for a drink and then continue on shopping! Sunday it's a possibility to go hiking...

I hope to get some travel plans together really soon. I would love to meet up with some of my Glen Ellyn friends somewhere in Europe too! The top places that I would love to visit are: Dublin, Rome, Paris, London, Barcelona, and Amsterdam! I am basically open to traveling anywhere, as long as it is a reasonable price. I guess I should start doing some research and checking precios. 

Hasta luego!

Lesson to outsiders: Don't take the Rosemary. You will regret it. 

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Alhambra Tour and Beginning of School


Alhambra Sunday January 16th


It’s difficult to describe in words the beauty of the Alhambra. Imagine an intricate palace that took decades to build. Every corner is embellished with marble, ceramics, and religious imagery. There are breathtaking views of the city from all around. The best part of the Alhambra was saved for last: the Generalife garden. I’ll post pictures because describing it in words doesn’t do it justice. 

The tour of the Alhambra lasted a quick 6 hours with a short lunch break in the middle. My senora packed my lunch, which included more than half a loaf of Italian bread as my sandwich with a few pieces of thinly sliced ham, 2 mandarin oranges, and a coca-cola. Score.  When I came back to the apartment, I was exhausted and sore, but definitely worth the pain. I highly recommend visiting the Alhambra if you ever come to Granada.

First Day of School, Monday, January 18

I had my parents skype me their time (12:00 a.m.) in order to wake me up at 7 a.m. my time. I bet they’re glad that I finally got an alarm clock.  The first day of school was pretty relaxed and I had a huge break in the middle. Mondays and Wednesdays I have class 11-12:30 and 4:30-6 with a very large siesta in the middle. Tuesdays and Thursdays I have class from 9 a.m. straight through until 2:30. After that last class, I’ll book it home for lunch and have the rest of the day free! Friday, por supuesto, there is no class which leaves plenty of time to do some traveling on the weekends. 

Last night I went out with my amigas to a tapas bar. While it was a bit confusing/stressful to choose a place and all meet in one spot, we finally sat down to order a drink. My friend Mary Kate ordered a tinto de verano, which sparked my memory about a suggestion from a friend back home. He told me to try this drink, while it was a tad bit girly, because it will be the best drink of your life. Not sure if it’s the best ever, but it’s up there. 

Point of interest: I believe I walked nearly 10 miles, if not more today. Me duele el culo.

Tuesday, January 19th

Used my new phone alarm this morning without a problem! Woke up early to get ready and walked to my 9 a.m. class. I think I’m starting to get used to a 30-minute walk each way. No wonder Europeans are so in shape!  They walk everywhere! I had class from 9-2:30 and I’ve never walked faster in my life. I know one thing is for sure, my stomach is not used to eating a small meal at 8 a.m. and then waiting until 3 p.m. for lunch.  It gets a little embarrassing when other classmates can here your estomago growling.


**One thing I learned about Granada today: If you step in dog poop (caca), it is considered great luck!  Good thing there are tons of stray dogs J






Saturday, January 15, 2011

Orientation through 1st day with Catalina!







Tuesday January 11th - Wednesday January 12th

The time is finally here! I said goodbye to the family and boarded the dreaded 8 hour flight.  After 6 hours of attempting to find a comfortable spot to sleep, I gave up and watched the movie, Wall Street 2, except for the fact that the flight attendants gave me faulty headphones that didn’t fit in the jack so I basically watched a silent movie. Awesome. Near the end of the flight, a pleasant surprise was breakfast! The meal included a croissant sandwich with ham and cheese, a mini muffin, fruit cup, orange juice and a kit kat bar. About an hour later, we landed in Madrid! The airport was modern and beautiful; basically everything was made of glass. I had a minor mishap at security when I accidently left a full water bottle in my backpack. As it went through the x-ray machine, the TSA people literally had a cow. After 5 minutes of yelling at me in Spanish, I finally understood that they wanted me to go to the bathroom to dump out my water. Ay dios mio.  

We made our way to our terminal and waited during our four-hour layover. Eventually, we boarded our second flight that was to arrive in Granada around noon. When our flight landed, we picked up our luggage and boarded shuttle buses that took us to our hostel in Granada. The hostel was very pretty and I loved the outer architecture.  I am rooming with 4 other girls: Sarah, Rachel, Stacy, and Amanda. Our room is tightly packed with 5 twin beds, a few pieces of furniture, and a small bathroom (plus a bidet?)  We settled in, checked in with our parents, and got ready to explore the city. 

The 5 of us joined up with a few other girls and we began our walking adventure. Everything was so beautiful, I almost forgot that I was starving and only had eaten one handful of trail mix all day. While we walked the gorgeous streets of Granada, with the words “rebajas” on every corner, we found it difficult to chose a place to eat. We finally found a nice little restaurant and decided to give it a go. Upon first glance, all we see is meat dangling from the ceiling. We attempt to order but fail to hear the words “la cocina esta cerrada” from our camerero/waiter, which means, “the kitchen is closed”. We learned our first cultural lesson that people in Granada like to eat late, unlike Americans. After that embarrassing scene, we finally came across a quaint little café. I ordered una bocadilla con atun y tomate (tuna and tomato sandwich) for only 3.20 Euro.  We were quite satisfied with ourselves, including our ability to order and pay using the little Spanish vocabulary that we had. With our heads held a little higher, we headed for a bar to order a drink. We came across a bar that seemed hidden, like it was a little local secret. There, Rachel and Amanda mustered up the courage to order a drink, which was promptly served with a Spanish tapa, which consisted of chips and a piece of ham on toasted bread.  Afterwards, we toured the backstreets of Granada and stumbled upon a great shopping area, all advertising huge “rebajas!” I checked my watch and realized we had been on our little adventure for over four hours and still most of us going on very little sleep. We decided to turn in a little early this first night, but plan to go out to our first discoteca soon.

Thursday January 13th

After a fantastic nights sleep, we woke around 7:30 and got ready for the day. We were offered a small breakfast from the pasteleria next door to the hostel, which consisted of your choice of café con leche or te (I chose agua) as well as a croissant with peach jam.  After this quick meal, the entire group (77 students) walked to a colegio to learn more about the program and safety tips, and we then took a Spanish placement exam.  Miguel Fernando from CEGRI came to speak with us, and although he had important things to say, he carried on well past 2:30. By this time, we were all starved and have not gotten used to the Granada meal schedule.

**On the way to get food, we noticed two chicos with a camera as they took the picture of my friend Amanda (pelliroja tambien) and myself. Apparently, it’s strange to see two redheads standing next to each other! Definitely feel like an outsider but I guess I can’t hide my pale skin, red hair, and freckles.

 A group of 7 of us walked towards our hostel with our minds on the Chinese restaurant across the street. We sat at a table and quickly ordered our food (first successful attempt I might add) and enjoyed familiar Chinese food. The check, or cuenta, was a bit of task. The waitress, or camerera, did not understand that we wanted separate checks, but it worked out in the end, even with a bit of stress. Now time for my first siesta! Afterwards is a tour of Granada!

Well, my first siesta, that included a long nap, was fabulous, other than the fact that I woke to Stacy knocking on the door and me freaking out that I was late to the group tour. Thank god the group was still there. On the tour, we learned about some amazing aspects of the city! It is probably one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. When the tour got back to the hostel, I realized that I didn’t have a card to get upstairs since my 4 roomates were taking their siesta nap! I was forced to use my amazing Spanish speaking skills to try and describe my situation to the receptionist. I was proud that I could explain that I needed a copy of the room key. I came back and took a second nap! We woke and chatted for nearly 2 hours until other girls came to our room at 10 p.m. and motivated us to get ready to go out.

We headed towards tapas bars. Along the way, what we thought were gypsies, were 2 club promoters. We received cards that allowed us 2 free drinks (una cerveza y un mojito) each!  Since we couldn’t find the place, we went to a different tapas bar, well, we thought was a tapas bar. We ordered two bottles of a really good red rioja wine. The camerero didn’t understand that we didn’t want to pay for food, but quickly brought out 4 dishes to share. I think I was rude when I asked if they were free, because he was shocked at my question. Our bill for 7 people ended up being 80 some euros, but it was definitely worth it!

We left and walked back to the hostel to find a large portion of the group chilling on some 40’s and some bottles of wine. We quickly joined with our own 40’s of La Alhambra (1.50 Euro) and played drinking games and got to know each other until 3:30 a.m. Afterwards, the 5 of us came back to our room, slightly tipsy (me more than others) and went to bed.

Friday, January 14th

We had our housing orientation today and received maps of Granada. The map displayed where each of our houses were in reference to the school. I of course am in the very bottom corner of the map. Yay. Afterwards, a bunch of us walked to the market and everything in the market was super fresh! (We could tell from the smell….) I also purchased una coca cola light for .60 Euro which is close to $.90 in the U.S.
Around 4:30, the group met for a tour. We were told to wear good walking shoes, but none of us expected to walk miles up hill. We took a tour of the Albaicin and el Sacremonte, which lasted nearly three hours, but I enjoyed every minute. The views from that high up were breathtaking especially when we could see the Alhambra.  We definitely weren’t in Kansas anymore. Later that night was the group dinner, which lasted nearly 3 hours. Culturally, this is very common and long conversations are highly valued among family and friends.

Now to explain Granada: First of all, I feel extremely out of place. I know people told me I would stick out like a sore thumb, but I did not believe it until now. It may be mostly because I have red hair and look like una Americana, or it may be that I have no idea how to converse with natives. I am slowly learning the unique accent in Granada. They tend to drop letters at the end of sentences, especially the letter “s.” For example, instead of saying gracias, they say gracia. All of the words seem squished together, but I think I will get the hang of it. At the moment, I feel really comfortable speaking Spanish with the other students in the program, but I am so intimidated to speak with locals.

 Teachers have failed to tell us about the simple things like how to order food and how to ask for a check. I have found that it is going to take some time to get used to the daily schedule. I find it obscure to have a siesta in the middle of the day, usually from 2-4 where everyone in the entire town stops to enjoy time with their family. Breakfast is usually a small croissant around 9 (I’m already sick of these after 3 days) Lunch isn’t until 2 or 3 p.m. but it is the largest meal of the day and it is meant to spend with family.  Sometimes, it is necessary to have a light snack before dinner, which tends to be around 10 p.m.  Dinner is usually very light, mainly served tapas style with plenty of wine and café con leche. I must say that I tried the wine here and love it! It is way less bitter than wine at home, or at least the kind that I have tried in the past.  For those of you who think I am weird for not liking coffee, I still hold those opinions strongly. I gave it a try, but no luck. It was even the café con leche that everyone raves about, but I still thought it was utterly disgusting.  Que asco!

The layout of Granada is extremely confusing. There is no rhyme or reason to the structure of the city. Some streets can be just like city streets we find in Chicago but others are short and extremely narrow. At times, the streets are barley big enough to fit a car (Austin Powers reference anyone?) I will probably post pictures of these strange details later.  Point of interest: They put blinds on the outside of their windows and I don’t see a reason to that…

Saturday, January 15th

Today was the day we left the “orphanage” to meet our adoptive parents, or at least that was what it felt like. Promptly at 11:15, my senora arrived to the hostal to pick me up. She brought her sister-in-law with, and apparently, they are very close.  We took the bus from the hostal to the apartment, or piso. The location is pretty dang far away from campus in my opinion, but Catalinia begged to differ. The apartment is much bigger than I expected. There are 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a kitchen, and a living room. Catalina has 3 full-grown children, which is why there is so much room. 

Fun fact #1: Don't walk around the house barefoot. 1) It's considered rude and 2) If you do, you will get bronchitis, which in turn becomes pneumonia, and apparently then that evolves into missing a month or more of school. Story short, invest in some zapatillas, house slippers. 

Fun fact #2: Catalina understands zero ingles. 

Soon after giving me the grand tour, she and her sister-in-law (I think her name is Mariana but don’t quote me on that) pushed me out the door and headed to the mercadillo, which is about two blocks away from the apartment.  It is an outdoor market that sells all types of clothing, shoes, music, anything you can imagine, but the best part is that it is in a very economically conscious part of town. You could buy dos chaquetas por 3 euro.  (2 jackets for about $5!) It is there every Saturday and I am definitely going back! Once we left the market, we stopped by a local cervezeria. I ordered a coca-cola light (not diet, strange) and the other two each ordered una cana de beer, or a small glass of beer. It was served with a free tapa that consisted of fried calamari, but the kind that actually looks like tentacles. It was sabroso!  Catalina picked up the tab, which was super nice and we headed back for lunch and a siesta. After waking my parents up at 6 a.m. their time to skype for a few minutes, lunch was served. My favorite so far = paella con mariscos, pan, y vino! 

After our lovely afternoon nap, she wanted to take me to el centro de Granada. I assumed that was where the action was but didn’t really know where she was taking me. She first showed me a quick way to walk from the apartment to my school and I was surprised that it was such a straight shot. Afterwards, she took me shopping! We went in several stores and did a little window-shopping, but I ended up buying a new blue lacy cardigan from Zara’s (yeah Jane!) for 10 euro. Una ganga because Granada is having their month long sales all over called Rebajas. I love rebajas.  The next and last stop was none other than my first experience with chocolate con churros. I must say, I think they were so hyped by the other students in the program that I expected them to be fantastic. I probably would not order them again.  Lo siento Granada (but I am in love with everything else!)

We came back for a quick dinner at 9:30, which consisted of gambas y almejas (shrimp and clams) along with bread and wine. We then proceeded to watch all of her children’s weddings that were on tape.  My kind of fun!