Apartahotel Villa de Parla
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A night out on the tiles
... the welsh camper couple who we had met in the campsite turned up. Oh well. No chance of an early night now, that would just be rude, so we had some drinks with them. that would have been ok but they were such fun we had a few more. And some more tappas. And a night cap. i hope I am having as much fun as they are when i am their maturity. Cost us 20 euro. slow start in the Pepe camp this ...
Viva Espana!
Welcome back! Sorry I haven't updated my blog in a while it has been pretty busy.
Last Thursday and Friday we had orientation for our internship and for our program. We visited the school that we will be studying at and I got to see the area where I will be working in called Chueca. Such a nice neighborhood! At night, we went to eat at a tapas place outside in the Plaza del Sol. We then ventured to an area called La Latina. We have yet ...
Madrid and Guernica
... been avoiding, saving the best for last. There was an entire gallery devoted to Picasso's paintings that led up to Guernica, including a few practice sketches and studies of the people and animals to be included. I rounded the corner, not even prepared for it, and WHAM! There was Guernica! It was HUGE! My heart stopped and at that moment, I understood. I took an entire class on Spanish civil war narrative, and it was not until that moment that it all hit me. I was ...
First trip to Spain
... to say it, Americans have the reputation of us and guns going "hand n´ hand") and qued up for another line to further enter the Vatican. As I approached, I noticed several men standing to the sides of the line as people entered through this "invisible gate" they were monitoring. Ah. It hit me. They were the clothing police and I was going to be arrested. I had a sleeveless top on and shorts which were not to the knee level. I made my way to the far ...
Did I really do that?!
... mess up the station but to top off this wonderful morning I had to mishear the track number and miss the train because of that....I threw my bags to the ground, kicked them a few times because I had to do something and that seemed as good a thing as any...i screamed in anger “**** this, I'm done! I'm going to a beach for the rest of trip where I can't **** up any more”. Of course this makes no sense since I'm sure there are ...