No es como aparece

I am definitely homesick...I knew that was going to happen but I didn't think this quickly. I guess I am more "I miss my life" sick than anything else. I have such regrets on choosing to live in this residencía. Everything I was worried about(and they reassured me wouldn't happen) has come true. I am sincerely looking forward to classes starting to take some hours out of the day. Luckily that is only 2 days away. Ughh I miss my boyfriend, my dogs, my bed, my house, everything bagels, iced coffee and MY SHOWER!!!

Now I am not saying that I am not having a good time because I definitely am. Granada really is a beautiful city, lots and lots of life and character. My favorite place is still definitely the Albaicin/Sacramonte area. So incredible. Last night we ventured up that way to a discoteca that was inside of a cave. When you first walked in it was all caves and tunnels way into the hills and they played some sweet music and all the spaniards were down there(they know where it's at). When you went upstairs it was entirely glassed in and looked over the entire city with a beautifully lit view of the Alhambra. I had such a good time because it was definitely a very unique experience. They don't have many cave clubs in Massachusetts, or at least not that I know of. Backing uppp...before this we had gone to Chupiteria, which has 120 different chupitos(and is conveniently close to our residencia). With each one that you buy you get a coupon for 1 punto, between the 4 of us we racked up a solid 25 points. Luckily it was enough to get a sombrero. However, we decided to save our chupito points for next time so we can get a sweatshirt haha.

Backing up again...

The night before we went to Hannigans for karaoke which was entertaining to say the least, watching spanish men do reenactments of Summer Lovin' is quite comical. We signed up to sing Shaggy but those men were all over it and it took too long to make it down the list. SO we headed to another bar which was owned buy a Cuban and we got free drinks and free dance lessons out of it. Apparently Americans move their hips too much and their feet too little. We turned the dance lesson into a congo line. That has plenty of foot motion.

During the day we spend most of our time walking around, getting lost and finding our way again, sitting in the sun, or shopping. It's impossible to stay out of the stores. Looks like my US shopping habits have followed me here. So far I've resisted most things, I bought a pretty scarf and I am still on a mission for a perfect pair or boots.

We called it an early night because tomorrow there is a festival going on in the Sacramonte with comida tipica y una exposicion de flamenco. Were going to wake up before 1:30, go get coffee and croissants and make the treck up the hills. I would walk up there a million times over though to see that view again. Entonces, voy a dormir. Te echo de menos.

Muchos abrazos desde Granada