First Impression:
Even the bathrooms were nice.
Second Impression:
None of the roads were labeled. So we wandered... the wrong way first of course.
I woke up early, -finally, to see the sunrise.
We had an incredible view from a balcony overlooking southern Granada. El Clandestino may not have been located close to the train station by any means, but how else do you get a view that Queens would choose.
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| Balloons |
Even
arriving last night was fun! I drank 2 liters of orange juice since then and I’m
finally feeling better. I may go out and get some more in a little bit! The
sunrise wasn’t spectacular because we are not facing East at all apparently,
but we are hoping that sunset will be something lovely.
I went for mini jogs as
much as my chest would allow and got lost and found and lost again. This is the
best way to explore cities, I assure you. Especially when you don’t have a time
limit!
I went back around noon to get Brenna.
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| Crazy Acts |
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| Marry Poppin's Style!!! |
We tried then to find two
specific locations; Arabic baths, and el Torro in Granada, but we managed to
fail at both. So we returned in preparation for a very exciting night tonight!
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| The 4 star hotel we waited at before we were picked up for Flamenco. |
Flamenco was okay, but the bus ride
was incredible! Up the narrow cobble stone streets, with even narrower ramps to
stay on with a drop off on one side, cars or clay buildings on the other side.
Brenna got a front seat view. Lucky her! Though as much fun as that was, I’m
kidding about the Flamenco being okay. It was awesome as well; two groups
performed that night, and we got a complimentary glass of Sangria.
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| Cuevas Los Tarantos |
Captured in
the spirit it was absolutely necessary for me to clap my feet on the dance
floor on the way leaving the building. Though I feel the need to mention how
ignorant it seems people can be… the dancers told the audience multiple times to not
flash their cameras. The audience was circled around the dance floor, so not only did the
flash blind the dancers, but the people across from them as well. Apart from
that though, the people hosting the event were very sincere and the
performances were very exciting. They are so good at rhythm!
I met 3 people studying in Spain. One is from
Canada, one born in Peru and the other US. I played cards with them and talked
out on the balcony. I met up with them after the Flamenco and we went out for a
while, meeting up with 3 other people from UGA. Not to offend the readers ... and the girls were nice... but the guy fit a perfect
description of a fraternity boy from UGA. He was double majoring in "something
real"; psychology and sociology, as opposed to any engineering student from Georgia
Tech. I will leave it at that.
An elderly woman
had been selling castanets the night before but it so happened that we ran into her again today at
the St. Nicholas overlook point. She showed me how to use them, and Brenna and I
bought a set. Now we have a new annoying hobby. We clapped through the maze
of the Albaicin for the rest of the
day. (As long as no one was around that is...)
At the overlook there were lots of gypsies selling hand crafted jewelry,
and a guitarist singing and playing. The chord changed and there was a sudden
rush of movement- very synchronized. A policeman had just walked up the hill,
and street vending like that is now illegal in Granada as a of a year ago, but
lately they have gotten more strict about it all. It was a little adrenaline
rush and at first we weren’t sure what was going on. It reminded me of when
someone goes into a restaurant and everyone leaves at the same time and you are
left sitting duck. I could have stayed in Granada. Snow capped and covered
mountains lined the horizons, and the white buildings look just as stunning
against the blue sky.
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| El torro that we didn't find before |
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| A closed off cave |
Granada was the last place to leave, and last place I wanted to leave. Summer home location.
First Impression: 
An elderly woman
had been selling castanets the night before but it so happened that we ran into her again today at
the St. Nicholas overlook point. She showed me how to use them, and Brenna and I
bought a set. Now we have a new annoying hobby. We clapped through the maze
of the Albaicin for the rest of the
day. (As long as no one was around that is...)
At the overlook there were lots of gypsies selling hand crafted jewelry,
and a guitarist singing and playing. The chord changed and there was a sudden
rush of movement- very synchronized. A policeman had just walked up the hill,
and street vending like that is now illegal in Granada as a of a year ago, but
lately they have gotten more strict about it all. It was a little adrenaline
rush and at first we weren’t sure what was going on. It reminded me of when
someone goes into a restaurant and everyone leaves at the same time and you are
left sitting duck. I could have stayed in Granada. Snow capped and covered
mountains lined the horizons, and the white buildings look just as stunning
against the blue sky. 
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