Again, sorry for the non-updated blog in a while! Trying to live up the last stretch of time I have left here - it's a weird feeling. Here's a little bit about what I've been up to :)
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| The group.. yupp poor Jake and Matt were the only guys! |
The weekend of April 8 and 9 (right after my parents left) we had a group trip to the Alpujarras mountains to hike for 2 days, 1 night. For those of you that know me well I 1) hate the outdoors 2) hate anything that involves physical activity and 3) am not very coordinated. Aka everyone was making fun of me even before we left for the trip...
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| Thank God we moved at the same pace! Me and Kelly |
The group met early on Friday morning and we took a small bus a little over an hour away to the famous mountains. The bus ride was very winding so I popped some Dramamine and was out for the entire trip since I get motion sickness. We arrived in Pampeniera, Spain, a small "pueblo" (town). There we literally threw our things into a meeting room and headed out for our first day of hiking. We met our guide for day 1 who turned out to be the spawn of satan.. I'm not kidding. She took her job a LITTLE seriously... sorry I'm not going to jump over cliffs to move along the mountain faster. Needless to say she hated me from the beginning since I was always last HAHA sometimes I think I did it on purpose, with Kelly right next to me of course. After 3 hours of trekking up and downhill (which by the way, contrary to popular belief going downhill is difficult too) we took a break for lunch. Our guide and her assistants layed out a spread of meats, cheeses, bread, and a bunch of vegetables. They even let us lay in the sun and rest for about an hour, thanks to Miguel Angel telling her we needed at least a little break. After lunch we hiked about another hour and a half until we got back to Pampeniera. We checked into our hostel (I roomed with Karrah, Kelly and Audrey), showered, and passed out until we met for dinner at 8:30 downstairs. Dinner was typical Alpujarras food - we had choices of rabbit, lamb, beef, multiple types of fish, etc. I stayed safe and picked steak but my friend Breanne ordered rabbit.. and it came with the HEAD STILL ATTACHED. I did try it though, tasted just like chicken surprisingly.
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| Pretty views.. see those white dots? That's the pueblo we hiked from! |
Day 2 we began our hike early again and had the nicest guide, this time a guy, who actually made the experience semi fun, and for me that's saying a lot haha. The morning began REALLY rough because we climbed all uphill for a good hour or so. After a few hours we reached our ultimate destination - the top of a MOUNTAIN. Yes, I climbed a MOUNTAIN. The view was absolutely gorgeous and made the grueling trip there totally worth it. We had the Sierra Nevada Mountains to our right and we were so high up we could see the Mediterranean Sea to the left, all the way back in Granada. Our guide even gave us chocolate at the top for energy - see I told you he was cool. We hiked down some more and he took us to 2 other small pueblos - one of them being his own! We learned how houses in this area are constructed and their very simple way of living. We stopped again for some lunch and began walking to our last pueblo. I asked one of the guides if there was any more uphill and he said no. He must have realized my athletic ability because he LIED to me... let's just say we were LITERALLY scaling the mountain to get to the other side, slightly scary. Kelly and I were struggling to get to the top (the guide then proceeded to tell me there would be ice-cream at the top) and we finally made it... there wasn't ice cream waiting though, but a BUS to drive us back to our original meeting place. It was better than Christmas. We all piled in, headed back to Pampeniera, and loaded up the buses for our trip back to Granada.
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| I DID IT! |
When we got back to Granada we headed straight to a bull fight. Bull fights come rarely to Granada, even though we have our own "Plaza" or stadium for them so we decided to seize the opportunity and go. Long story short, we were there for less than 10 minutes, found it absolutely terrible and disgusting, and left. There's some things about the Spanish culture I will never understand and this was one of them. The poor bull was so helpless and had no idea what was coming for him. It was too much for some of us to handle so we thought it would be better to just leave. Bull fighting is becoming illegal in many parts of Spain (like Barcelona and other areas) and the people of Granada are on board with making it illegal here also. My senora doesn't support it either so she was glad that I came home early. The ONLY good thing about that fight was that the ticket price went to charity for kids with down syndrome.. it made me feel like I wasn't supporting animal abuse.
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| Bull fight :( |
The rest of the week was low key. Our culture of Islam class did spend some time in the Albaycin (the old moorish ghetto) to tour where the old town used to be. Granada still has such a strong Islamic impression so it was interesting to visualize how the city was actually constructed in the past. The remainder was spent figuring out plans for our next 10 day break, called semana santa or Holy Week which leads up to Easter. I've never planned so last minute before but I crossed my fingers everything would work out and the horrible train strikes in Italy would hold off until we got home!