On Monday morning (Feb 7), I woke up around 10:30, since I didn’t have class until 1 in the afternoon. I love having only on class on MW at 1! It’s like having an extra day of the weekend! My teacher is so nice and very funny. We spent most of the class going over the syllabus and then we played a guessing game based on appearances. After class, I had lunch. And I skyped my mom and later Cory. It was so relaxing.
Sadly, Tuesdays aren’t that much fun. I had 4 classes. The first one was at 8:30am. Kristin and I were walking to class and someone threw glass at up from a window. It wasn’t the greatest start to the day. I had three classes in a row (8:30- Grammar, 10:00- Civilization and Culture, and 11:30- Literature). And they are all in Spanish, but it’s only the Literature class that is hard to understand. Then at 1, I went on the computers at school, since I had to wait for Kristin (she’s done at 2:30). Then we went home for a quick lunch. We only had 30 minutes. Then I had my History of Spain class at 4. After our last class, Kristin and I started to plan our Semana Santa (Easter Break) trip. Our trip to Morocco also got cancelled since it is so dangerous there.
Class on Wednesday wasn’t too interesting. We learned about holidays (they were very strange, like throwing tomatoes at people). But at least it was only one class! I wrote my speech for Corli’s wedding. And I skpyed my mom. It was a pretty boring day.
Thursday classes were also long and boring. But once I finished it was the start of my (busy) weekend. On the bright side, I learned how to finally open the door to our apartment. Kristin and I booked our Semana Santa flight to Zurich and our hotel. Sarah left to go on her 10day vacation to Amsterdam, Prague, and Dublin. Then senora told us we were going to have 2 15-year old boys from Italy staying with us for a week starting Sunday.
On Friday, the CEA took us to Ronda, one of the oldest and most beautiful cities in Spain. We had to meet everyone at the CEA at 8 to walk to the buses. We left Granada around 8:30. Kristin and I talked until we made a 30 minute stop in some random town halfway there. We slept for the next half of the ride. And got to Ronda at 12. And all we were able to see when we stepped off the bus were mountains. Our tour guide, Armando, took us all around. We saw a bridge, museums, mountains, and so much more. He told us that Ronda, 200 years ago, was the city where all of the rich people in Spain had summer homes. If I were alive 200 years ago, maybe I would’ve met my plastic surgeon. We ate our bocadillos that senora made us in a little gazebo that overlooked the mountains. Then we went shopping for a little bit. Ronda had lots of rebajas too, so I bought boots (which I needed after my boots broke in Italy) and a scarf. We went back to the gazebo and tried to tan since it was such a gorgeous day. We got back on the bus around 5:30 and got back around 8. We ate some dinner and watched Tangled on ch131.com.
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