"Some dance to remember, and some dance to forget."
- The Eagles
Good news! According to the weather forecast, we're supposed to sneak back up to the 70's this week!
Okay, so that's not exceptionally, fantastic, amazing news, but it's something to look forward to after a week of freezing rain.
Remember that one post where I said we'd planned out on a map a bunch of places we wanted to go see this weekend and this amazing, picture friendly excursion planned out? Well, the planning stage really happened; the excursion, however, did not. We ended up going to another discoteca on Thursday night, Joy, in which entrance was free, along with one free drink. We were very worried that we weren't actually going to get in for free -- the cutoff time was 1:30 AM, and we got there around 12:45 with an enormous line ahead of us. Luckily, however, we did get in, and we had a great time dancing for hours. And the drink wasn't...disappointing. We each got a rum and coke, and good lord, I knew that they did this, but watching as they filled over half the glass with rum was making me wonder how I was going to drink that. Eh, continuing on, the music was just as good as La Kapital's music, though that's probably because it was American pop and hip-hop, so we knew the majority of the songs. There was only one dance floor, and it was significantly smaller than La Kapital's main floor. Thus, dancing/space was sometimes an issue (this was probably as bad as any rock concert I went to). Another thing is that the floor was pretty dirty -- there was broken glass from cups and bottles everywhere, and people freqently stepped/tripped on them. I ended up with a small cut from a large shard of glass, but it's nothing to worry about. Actually, I came out of there with several battle wounds, really. I was wearing flats, and flats versus heels (or any other shoe for that matter)...is not a fair fight, so I had a couple of bruises from people stepping on my feet. Another bad thing about flats: if you're not used to wearing them all the time, they can really blister your feet. So yeah, given that I rarely wear flats, I came out of there with around five blisters...
I don't mind, though, because I really had a good time there. Why can't there be discotecas in the States? They're so much fun.
We left around 4:30, and then we went to get churros y chocolate, which were FANTASTIC! All the good things I've heard about them were completely right. Nice, long, cake-like churros dipped in sweet, warm chocolate...they were just so yummy. And they were cheap (only about 3 or 4 Euros for an enormous plate full).
We didn't end up getting back until around 5:30 or 6, so once again, our sleep schedule was a bit distorted. I myself didn't wake up until 2 or 3 in the afternoon (though I did wake up at 11:30 briefly, but went back to sleep). Obviously, that walking-around-all-day thing wasn't going to happen that day given our exhaustion, but it wasn't a waste of a day at all. We went out ot a nearby cine para mirar la version original de Malditos Bastardos (the original version of Inglorious Basterds with Spanish subtitles), which I highly recommend. It's very much so a Quentin Tarantino movie, and if you're familiar with and/or like his style of movies, then you should be able to appreciate what he's done with this comedic war film. Yes, it's violent and gory, as is every Quentin Tarantino movie, but it's got a lot of wit and comedy; Brad Pitt is hilarious, and actually, the whole cast gives a nice performance. It's completley historically inaccurate, but that just adds to the humor of it, really. The one frustrating part, though, is they speak at least three different languages throughout the film: English, German, and French, and broken Italian (oh man, that scene is hilarious). The entire film had Spanish subtitles, so when they were speaking French and German, which was quite a bit of the film, I was reading Spanish subtitles, which wasn't necessarily hard, but I felt like I was switch between four different languages. I actually found myself reading the subtitles throughout most of the movie, even when they were speaking English, and it wasn't because I couldn't understand them, but really it's because I'd become adjusted to reading Spanish and the subtitles in general; it was actually weird to hear them talk in English sometimes, especially when they were going from German to English, or French to English, etc. The changing of accents was just really strange to hear. I think I left that movie with a small headache trying to translate Spanish and listen to the dialogue and pay attention to what was going on. Still, very good movie, and it was a pretty nice theater that wasn't badly priced.
And even in the midst of all this, we're still doing La Noche en Blanco tonight. So yes, all-nighter it is! But I'm definitely looking forward to it -- they say it's a really cool thing to go to, and there's so much you can do. Mi anfitriona gave me a booklet of all the different activities you can do, and places that you can visit (which is everywhere, really). And of course, more photography opportunity!
So our excursion will just have to wait until next weekend, which I'm kind of hoping is party-free if only for a small break...
Oh, what am I saying? This is Spain; screw sleeping!
Robby and I are trying really hard to plan a trip to Ireland. There's one time in October (the weekend of October 9th) where we have a four-day weekend. We have a good handful of friends studying abroad in Maynooth (right outside of Dublin), and we'd like to visit them and see Ireland. As soon as we get confirmation from parents and friends, we're booking flight tickets.
Alright, now I need to finish up some homework and rest up for the long night ahead.
Hasta luego.
~ LSquared
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