The dreaded morning had come…it was time to leave our
Valencia home. Our alarms woke us up
bright and early at 6:45 to be ready to leave by 7:30. Our parents told us the night before they
would help us with our stuff in the morning but we were a little weary about
that when they went out the night before.
So as 7:30 approached there were zero signs of movement coming from
their room…we knew they weren’t going to wake up. Not exactly morning people, but we waited til
about 7:34 while making noise in between to see if they were going to get up
and we made the executive decision to leave without seeing them. It was sad at the time because we wanted an
official bye but we kind of had one the night before and we didn’t feel
comfortable knocking on their door. Even
though we didn’t get an official Adios, it was kind of better that way because
I knew I would’ve been a wreck on the bus.
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Our room |
The bus left at 8:00 on the dot and we began our 6-hour
journey to Granada. I checked my phone
messages around 2 o’clock at one of our stops and our host mom sent us the
sweetest Facebook message apologizing and said we are always welcome at their
house and we are their daughters. So it
was nice to get a little something from them, and not to mention it was sent at
1:30…aka when they probably woke up from being out too late; definitely our
host parents :)
When we arrived in Granada we settled into our hotel
rooms. Ours had two beds that were
literally side-by-side touching each other, which was a little strange but we
were fine with it. We cleaned up a bit
and then headed out with the group to tour the Cathedral in the city. This was one of my favorite places so far
because it was where the Catholic King and Queen, Isabel and Ferdinand were
buried. I got chills when I saw their
burial tombs because they were underground and you could walk down and see into
the window. It was really neat for me
because I have learned about them in many of my Spanish classes, and to witness
their final resting place was creepy yet kind of amazing. The Cathedral was a magnificent building with
gold plated items all over and just gigantic everything. It was one of the prettiest Cathedrals I have
seen.


After the tour, we hurried back to the hotel to spruce up
for our Flamenco dinner. A bus picked us
up at the hotel and we literally weaved in and out of tiny, narrow, cobble
stone streets. If the windows of the bus
opened I could’ve put my hand out the window only 6 inches and would have
touched walls. How the man managed to maneuver
the bus through the streets was crazy.
He dropped us off at a quaint restaurant for our dinner…which was
interesting. We were al expecting a good
ole appetizer first and dinner plate second but we dined on tapas. The first round was a salad, which was a nice
change, but then came the interesting items.
We had calamari (which I really liked), then bread and olive oil (my
favorite), a plate of meats and cheeses, and then an odd plate of french fries
with lomo (pork back) meat on top all drenched in some sort of broth. The meat was literally grey…yuck. The dessert was probably the best part
because it was just plain vanilla ice cream.
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The Flamenco restaurant |
When dinner was over we walked up the street a bit to get a
good view of the Alhambra at dusk. We
all took pictures and wandered around to waste time before the Flamenco
show. While we were all hanging out, a
toddler came out on her patio in her diaper, which she was clearly too old for,
with her shirt hanging off her head yelling “HOLAAAA, HOLAAAAA.” So we all
shouted “Hola” back and she just kept back and forth. The kid looked just like Honey Boo Boo but
the Spanish version so we all got a kick out of that.

The Flamenco show was next on our agenda and it was where
our dinner was. There were two sets of
performers so we got to see both, and it was very intense. All the dancers were very good and seemed to
know their stuff. They were all pretty
young except for Grandma, and she performed with the little hand clapper things
which was pretty cool to see. Our bus
picked us up after the show for a short walking tour of the old Jewish
neighborhoods that overlooked the Alhambra.
We got to see the palace all lit up at night and it was very pretty.
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Flamenco dancer |
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Flamenco dancer |
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"Grandma" Flamenco dancer |
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Alhambra behind us at night |
After the tour the bus brought us back to our hotel where we
quickly got ready for bed. I have never
felt so tried at night before then and we quickly went to sleep for another
busy day ahead.