Today started off very early. I went to breakfast with my room mates C and M. We walked around for a while to find the same place that we had Tapas the day before.
We found the restaurant "Casa Merina...?" No estoy segura. But we had a pretty good breakfast. I had a tortilla con patatas y pan (eggs with potatoes and bread) which was somewhat mediocre, but expected. We had a bit of a culture shock, because we're all used to the customer service in America. But here, it's not all about customer service... however, we were treated quite well at every other place we went to. C thinks it's a personal thing... que loca. ;)
Despues (after), we went back to the Hotel to meet up with the group and went to the Museo de Prado for a tour of the kings art collection. It was amazing. There were a few pieces that I really loved, como "la juicio de paris" or "the judgement of paris" where he chooses between three goddesses, the goddess of love, war and finance. Of course he chooses love, and ends up with Helen of Troy... go watch the movie if you don't know what I'm talking about.
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^^ that's the image that I love.
When we left the Museo, we sat outside for a while and this man came up to us and asked us if we would help him make his big ball of yarn that over 1,000,000 people had already helped with. It was a ball of yarn standing about 2 feet tall weighing in at about 50 pounds, maybe more. A bunch of little kids were trying to pick it up and it took about five of them all together to lift it above their heads. So we started knotting together strings. A little boy, who thought himself a savant of knot tying, told a little girl to go away and that he could do it. When the ropes fell to the ground as he finished his "knot" the little girl said, stone cold, "perfectamente." HAHA! What an attitude right? He responded quickly with a 'callate' or something along those lines, and then walked over to criticize mine and M's knot... nice kids they got here in Spain.
After the Museo, we went as a group for Almuerzo, lunch, and found a nifty place that offered 3 courses and a drink for 10E. Which is 'barato' or cheap. So we all ate there. It was a quaint hole in the wall kind of place off of a road that didn't seem to get much traffic, except for the people who lived in the Hostel above the place. It held about 30 people max, and the kitchen was right there, beside the tables! Que preciosa!
The man serving our tables was so nice. He got our order, brought us our drink and without missing a beat brought us a basket of fresh bread and olive oil.
C and I got Arroz Cubano which we thought would be a side portion of rice. No. Amigos, we were served a place the size of my face filled to the brim with rice covered in a yummy meat sauce that was closer to sloppy joe's than spaghetti sauce, but it was way better than any of that, and on TOP of that were two fried eggs.
I. Was. In. Heaven.
I scarfed down my place in what felt like five minutes and before the words "Estoy llena" (I'm full) could leave my lips, my plate of Salmón reached the table. Dios Mio.
The look on my face when the plate arrived probably said it all. I now see why the Spaniards take about 2 hours for lunch. M and I both looked at each other in dismay and started on our plates of salmon. She had a salad though, so I think it might have been a little easier to eat. However, My friends were delicious. The salmon was better than I could have imagined and the rest of the food, ay dios. No tengo palabras.
Anyway, after lunch my room mates and I took a 2 1/2 hour cieseta. :) Viva España :)
After we woke up we went to the lobby to meet with the group to go to the park, and it was amazing. I felt like a total tourist because I was taking so many pictures! But the park was BEAUTIFUL! It was long walk ways with small jardins in the middle of all of the walkways with red flowers and fountains at every cross road. In the middle there was a pond.. lake? Something, large enough to row in, not like, olympic or anything, but lots of row boats.
There were lots of people, and a book fair going on, with 300+ vendors in the middle of the park! It was so awesome. I bought a book called "Perdona pero quiero casar contigo" which means, "Pardon me, but I want to marry you." It seems cute, and it's long enough to get me through the semester and then some.
After the book shop we all walked around to go find somewhere to get Tapas, or appetizers, and drinks to pretend that we were all Españoles.
We walked around and Doctora said she knew a place with great Tapas and good beer, so of course, we followed our profesora, who happened to be a local. When we got into the Barro we were greeted by a very nice young indian looking man, me gusta, who was very polite, me gusta muhco, and he showed us to our tables. He handed us all menu's and asked us what we would like to eat, I tried my best to eye flirt as I ordered in hopes of a free sample of something or other, and while I didn't get free food, I got a fun eye flirting session for the rest of the stay in the Barro.
After an AMAZING tortilla and even better Sangria, mis amigos y yo left the barro, after Mr. Guapo himself said a personal farewell and eyed me as I walked past. :)
Spain is now the city of love, screw Italy.
After we left we were swarmed by business men everywhere asking us if we wanted free shots, so we happily obliged man #1, and headed to this nifty bar right outside the Plaza de Santa Ana. After a Watermelon flavored shot and some awkward dance moves shared by all, we left for the Hotel.
We're now in the hotel. Swapping stories with families and getting ready to catch up on sleep, in order to prepare for the long bus ride for tomorrow.
Heading to Granada!!
Buenas noches amorados. :)
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