Another weekend in Granada.... This weekend was cool because we found a new area to explore but also made me realize we have fallen into a routine. On Friday some Colegio people took us to the Pedro de Augustin area in which I had been really excited to try out but every time we tried to go people bitched about the "long" walk. Anyway, most of the weekend was spent in that area thanks to the direction of the Colegio. Friday night I laid low a little bit, which meant after exploring bars I went home at 3. We went to some cool places and some weird ones, like this heavy rock bar in which a couple friends and I took a shot of Absynth. Apparently, "I was lied to" by Eurotrip because it wasn't green and I didn't hallucinate. It was red, and it tasted so terrible. I couldn't breathe after I took it, and it burned my chest. Before you call me a puss, try it, its a killer. Anyway, I went home at 3 because I needed to get up for Skiing at 7 am. I bounced out of bed at 7, got ready and left my room at around 7:20 for the 8 am bus to the Sierra Nevada (Ski mountain). Unfortunately, the Colegio is the most special place in the world, and they lock the doors from 7 am-8 am. So I was locked inside the Colegio, unable to get out. Recently, a couple of other Americans on our program moved into the Colegio and they met me downstairs, also perplexed as to what the purpose of locking people inside is. Funnily enough, Spanish Colegio bros were locked outside after a night of Discoteca-ing so both groups were trying to break the door down. At around 7:50 we were let out, and we bolted as fast as we could to the mains street to get a cab to the Bus station to the Ski mountain. At 7:53 we got in a cab and I told the driver, in spanish, to drive as fast as he could without any hesitation for our health. Perhaps, in retrospect, not the brightest idea. He drove, with the belief that we would not make it to the bus. At 8:05 the Bus was still there, but ofcourse nothing easy can happen in Spain so we could only buy two tickets when there was three of us. Everyone else in our group of Americans were on a bus, and we began to argue with the Bus driver about getting another ticket, which the lady at the ticket booth had told us he would sell. This was not the case, as I ended up getting into a heated argument with him in Spanish. He got in my face alot and said essentially, Spanish motherfucker, do you speak it. The Bus pulled out, we were left to ponder what to do with a large group of spanish people in our similar situation. Fortunately a small van pulled in that apparently was a shuttle bus for Sierra Nevada. Our third member in the group bought a ticket for this bus, which was just a piece of paper that the man wrote on in pen. We boarded the bus, and set off for Sierra Nevada, completing what was arguably the Greatest Underdog story since Giants-Patriots. Disney is in contract for the feel good movie.
It was a great start to a fun filled Valentines day, in which essentially every girl on the trip is either rocking a purity ring or involved in Love Lockdown with a bf in the states. I personally, don't think that many relationships will last, or more appropriately and selfishly I hope they don't last. There are many girls who are single, but everyone is somewhat cautious to sexually mingle. Anyway, skiing was pretty sweet. The terrain wasn't too difficult, actually it was a full day of just crushing groomed runs. However, just being out on the mountain was really fun. Anytime I get to Ski I have a good time, especially with some amigas.
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