Spin it Back One Time

So I gotta rewind a little bit back to last week and orientation. It was week two of Orientation and it was really fun. Pretty much everyday we would go to spanish class, I would ask the professora if we could get cafe soon, she would say yes then later we'd just go for a walk. So pretty much we did no work, which is cool for everyone. I loved spanish class, whether it was actually doing work or going on walks. And this was because I am actually in love with my orientation spanish professora, Adriana. Obviously ya boy got jokes and therefore had a special relationship with Adriana during class.  She is really cute, cool and ofcourse Spanish. The only possible obstacle I can see is that she has a boyfriend. But that du is in South Africa, and your number one Pappi is in Granada. All jokes aside she is awesome and I miss her now that classes have started. 

Last Wednesday I decided to go out with my roommate and some friends. We went to this really cool bar called Mohito. Where,  surprisingly they make some type delicious Mojitos. It was a small group of Americans and then some Spanish girls. With Mojitos in hand we started hanging out with these chicas, and suddenly one of them yells in English, who wants to see me put my fist in my mouth. Obviously we all did....then, this girl obviously really drunk took my roommate and I outside to show us how Americans drink. She did cartwheels in the street, and stood on her hands. Apparently after much critical analysis she was doing a keg stand, sans the keg. After multiple Mojitos we decided we would go to a discoteca. Our small group and spanish chicks ended up at this place Mae West, which is actually in a mall. Nevertheless it has fashion police with nightsticks outside. Once inside it looked like a really lame Cowboy saloon bar and we thought that this place had been incredibly overrated. However, we walked to other side of the bar and pushed up some doors and were suddenly on the outside of a huge room with a live band on a stage, essentially we were at a concert. Needless to say we got our dance on, drink on, and probably had the best night so far.  At 2:45 my roommate and I had to book it back to the Colegio. We took different cabs accidentally because we were pretty drunk, he had to hold the door open for me before the Colegio closed for the night. 

A couple of us showed up to orientation Spanish class not feeling to great after about 4 hours of sleep. My roommate didn't get up, he just kept sleeping. 

Next Time I will update ya on the weekend in Sevilla, it was rainy. It never stops raining in this fuckin place, but I love Granada.