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Trip Start Mar 01, 2005
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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Last night at the hostel in Granada was the Indian Dinner Party. SO we had chickpea curry with rice, salad, and white wine sangria. It wasn´t too bad. I prefer red wine sangria though, but it was still good. Hung around with some people I had met and then at about 1am, a huge group of about 15-20 people from the hostel went down the road to this club called Tantra Bar. It was kind of slow when we got there, but we got a free drink and the music was decent. The first time I´ve heard real Spanish music, as whenever I went out in Portugal I didn´t really get to hear the kind of current music that people there listened too. For all I know it could have been crappy 80´s Spanish tunes, but it was still cool. It´s funny to compare people over here at clubs to how North Americans tend to be. Spanish and European guys really like to dance. It was quite funny to watch how involved with it they got. Not that they were that good, but they still danced like crazy. Funny, as I don´t think you´d get a lot of Canadian guys out dancing at a club. I think they´d rather stand around and drink a beer or better yet just go to a sports lounge. Anyways, went to bed a little late and got up around 8:30 so I could pack and catch the 10:30 bus to Cordoba.

Got to Cordoba at about 1pm. It didn´t look all that inspiring, and I had been thinking about my plans since last night when I told mother one thing and then 30 minutes later came up with another idea. I didn´t really want to be here. I had planned 2 nights here and then on to Madrid then Barcelona, but I have met a bunch of people that have said great things about Valencia, so I am going to Madrid tomorrow instead and will try to get to Valencia on Sunday or Monday. But that´s still a few days away so we will see.

Cordoba is pretty boring so far. It poured all day, the hostel is boring as heck like all the other HI ones, and it´s just boring. There´s a huge Mosque right around the corner from the hostel, but I might even skip that and head straight to Madrid tomorrow. I did get a chance to finally sew on my Portugese and Spanish flags to my daypack, so the day wasn´t a complete wash (literally).

P.S Manzanillas were not the word for the things they stick into bulls during bullfights. I think they were called Mandrillas. Manzana is an apple. Oops!
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