Shook Ones Remix/Street Encounters

Alright I just posted below so don't forget to read that one. I just thought I had to get this story out before I forget all the details. Before I begin I would like to announce that a spanish woman asked ME for directions on the street yesterday. I contribute that mainly to me rocking a Euro button-down shirt that had quite a few buttons unbuttoned revealing my  hairless chest.  Also the girls here must train in the mountains because they are steadfast in their stares and take alot of work to get them distracted. For example, I said hola mammi and one finally turned around, and then I realized I was the creepiest person alive.

On to the story however. Yesterday we went on a day long hike in a really beautiful mountain area outside of Granada. I will upload pictures later from my Sharapova Power Shot. Anyway Matt and I got off the bus after our arrival back in the city of Granada. We live only about 3 minutes away from the drop off point. It was us two walking with one girl who we were going to show the Colegio to. On our small walk back we were talking about the Cathedral near by, and I may have made a reference to the spanish mammis infront of us saying they were the Jenny from the Block girls. Anyway, during the walk I see this spanish guy rapidly approaching us on an angle and making weird faces and hand gestures. He is walking really fast and he comes up behind me with his face really close to mine and starts yelling Maricon, Maricon which can roughly be translated to Faggot. I knew this, so I knew that he was cursing me out. But I  kept walking and he veered away and then came back really fast still yelling and coming at me, Maricon, Maricon. I didn't say anything but I was just B-lining it for the Colegio while Matt and Stephanie were behind me. I thought he was going to knife me or try to hit me or something especially when he started saying Corto tu cabezas, I'm going to cut your head off. As I walked into the Colegio I watched him walking down the street normally with his briefcase as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I was definitely, definitely shook ones after that experience. Especially because I had just said I feel really comfortable speaking spanish and responding to anyone on the street. This guy I concluded was just fucking crazy. My neighbors didn't seem to shocked that this had happened but they did think it was kind of weird. While it did fuck with my head a little after, I was back on the calle soon after, because I corro Granada. 

Peace, and don't forget the post below with another story