We left on Wednesday night for the Canary Islands off the coast of Africa, and luckily everything worked out flight wise. Although there's been some minor tension between some of the girls that were going, everyone was excited and in a good mood, so I had high hopes for the weekend. The issues began once we got there. Apparently, the south part of the island was the place to go, but we booked a hostel in the North. This started the stirring of tense emotions between chicas, which slowly increased over the trip.
Since we arrived at our Hostel so late (our flight left Sevilla at 9 pm) we went straight to bed our first night. The next morning, my roommate and I got up early to check out the beach (which ended up being a great beach although the other girls I was with were convinced we would only have fun if we switched to a hostel in the south...too complicated) and found this INCREDIBLE little cafe. I ate there every morning and had gelato after lunch every day. Be jealous of the following pic:
nutella crepes and cafe con leche...food from the GODS
One of the most shocking things about the Canary Islands was that yes....it was also a partially nude beach. When you think of a nude beach you generally picture beautiful naked people walking around...WRONG. Didn't matter the shape or size, the women in Spain let it alllllll hang out. It bothered the other girls but hey, I say more power to ya!
Me, my roommate Molly, and another girl named Nora, took a ferry to another island in the Grand Canaries on Saturday and it was BEAUTIFUL! We had to take a cab to this beautiful beach call Taganana (it had black sand...soo weird), but the cab ride of TERRIFYING! I thought it was scary driving through the mountains to Sky Top Orchard, but I had no idea. We flew up hair pin turns in this little cab and I swear I've never been closer to being in a Mario Kart game then that. THEN, when I figured it couldnt get scarier, we had to take a bus back! The bus had twice as many people as it was supposed to hold and I swear I felt my stomach drop at every turn. Luckily, we made it there and back and got to enjoy this lovely beach in between!
That night, after we returned to Las Palmas (the islands where our hostel was), we didn't realize it was their annual Carnaval! Carnaval in Spain is like Halloween on steroids except it for adults and starts at midnight and goes straight throught to the next day. The costumes are INSANITY. These people must spend hundreds on them and they go all out! We're going to Cadiz next weekend for their annual carnaval and now I can't wait! I have to find a costume before Saturday!
Carnaval costume contest
a group of local girls decided it wasn't okay that i didn't have a costume and made me wear this mask the rest of the night to make up for it
We got back into Sevilla around midnight on Sunday...which of course was right when the Oscars were starting here! Luckily I found another girl whose as much as a movie addict as I am and together we are rediculous. There's a jazz club here that has "Oscar night" where you dress up and go to the club at midnight to watch the show, and whoever gets the most categories right wins a fake Oscar. The second we heard about it we were sold! We both ran home from the airport, changed and headed to the club for our favorite night of the year! Sadly, we got second place (14 right and the winner got 15....she had the foreign films over us), but it was so fun. By the time I got home it was 6 am but so worth it!
I've spent most of today catching up on sleep because its a national holiday and no school! I also met my intercambio (which is basically someone you get assigned with to literally just speak to each other to learn Spanish or English)! It was a little akward but I felt good because we spoke in Spanish more then in English.
Can't wait for Carnaval in Cadiz this weekend! I'm sure I'll have alot to write about that one!
mrt
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