Hotel Vincci Costa Golf Novo Sancti Petri

... in our program - the beach. Yep, the beautiful, white sandy beaches of Cadiz, the most ancient city in Spain.
We had a fun train ride there - Amanda, Jen, Claire, Shannon, Alice, Hedi, Emily, Lizzy, Emily P., Joanne, Aaron, Ian, and Reid. I played a card game called Big 2 and got flicked in the forehead by Ian when I lost, no mercy. Apparently luck was not on my side that morning because at the end of that train ride, I still had a red welt ...

... to communicate. We were able to watch Flamingo dancing at the center in town as there was a special performance that night and the star was a young man who grew up in Cadiz and Loly and her husband have known as a child. After the show we went to lunch with Sergio and Oscar their sons. Oscar is older and speaks a little English and looks just like Jon Vaglio. Crazy. That morning both sons were at a casting call for a movie to be made with Tom ...

Today was the second and last excursion we did through Holland America. Jacqui had wanted to see the Andalusian horse show, and we could also get in a sherry tasting with it!

First off was the tour of the Gonzales Byass winery. I'm not a big fan of the normal sherries, but I love the sweet sherries. And it was cheap. I got a ...

... something to see. After the show we headed to another white village town called Arcos de la Frontera. This was another cobble stoned hillside town set among 2 churches and a convent. We had a nice lunch and walked around the town. The streets were narrow and tiny and mike did a great job of navigating through the narrow roads (he's getting much better)...we left and started our 2.5 hour drive from there to Nerja our destination for the next 7 days ...

... etenduse algust parki otsima. Jüri pani järjekordselt asukohaga puusse ning paberkaardil polnud ka kõiki tänavaid peal, mistõttu hakkasime heale õnnele lootes lihtsalt piirkonnas ringi tiirutama. Olime juba lootuse suht kaotanud, kui järsku märkasime suurt parki suure rahvamassi ja meluga! Seadsime sammud sinna ja leidsime eest suured hispaanlaste perekonnad, kes olid tulnud ilusat õhtut nautima. Pargis ...

... up as bees, butterflies, doctors and other things. I thought I might have drunk too much, but my friends noticed that too. We tried to overhear some conversations to find out what was going on, but it was hard because of the noise of the ocean. Little did we know that Cadiz was about to transform that night into a giant stage for a festival of I-don't-know-and-I-don't-want-to-know-w hat, with people dressing up, dancing, drinking, smoking and making out in ...

... al de erasmussers leren kennen. Voor de duitsers is het wel moeilijk om engels te praten met haar, want ze kunnen dat ni zo goe en Ines spreekt gn spaans, maar iedereen deed zijn best en het was heel leuk. Dan om half twee doodmoe thuisgekomen en in slaap gevallen. Volgende dag om half elf opgestaan, samen naar winkel gegaan, gegeten erna en dan Ines Cádiz laten zien. Eerst het nieuwe gedeelte en Corte Inglés, daar een tapake gegeten, en dan met bus ...

... nog een duitse, hoewel ze meer een exotisch uiterlijk heeft) en dan kwam Alex (ook nen duitser) erbij liggen. Twee minuten later komt de Kris eraan (kerel van Leuven) met de boodschap dat zijn maten te voet van ons school richting playa victoria aant wandelen waren (wat dus kei ver is) en die kwamen dan ook bij ons liggen. Ze kwamen dus feesten in Cádiz, want in Algeciras is het duurder en is het meer voor werkende mensen en ze waren vorige week hier ook al komen feesten (naar het ...

... has gotten around on Spain solely on Spanish, is for the waiter come back and say, in English, "Here's your beer." I was a little dismayed. My accent gave away that I wasn't a native speaker-and most often that I was American-all week. But I was the only person in the bar and the bartender told me I was more than welcome to sit at the bar. "It's boring as hell here sometimes. I don't get a chance to talk to many people." It was weird sentiment from a bartender, but I eventually ...

... and kite surfing capital of the world. As we couldn't find anywhere to sleep, Kelly and I ended up on the beach. I felt like a bit of a hypocrite for being none to pleased about the set up in Lagos, and now having to sleep on the beach just a few days later. It wasn't much fun. In fact, it sucked. Kelly and I couldn't help but think of the irony that two days ago we woke up in a four star hotel, and ...