Day Thirty-Four

PART 1

Today begins the larger adventure of the weekend. Granada. Walked to the bus at 8:30am and off we went.  We split into two groups depending on the bus we were on, and from there broke into groups of about ten people.  My group explored El Barrio Albaicín, which is the most known/loved/famous neighborhood in Granada.

The roads in this city are literally five feet wide. I can almost touch both buildings on either side of the roads at the same time.  The cobblestones are pointy, and it was a bad choice to wear flats.. but too late now.  All of the buildings are painted white, and finally I found out why.  Its because it gets so hot in the summers that they paint everything white to reflect the light instead of absorb it.  Brilliant.

After the Barrio we wandered through a cathedral like structure (some kings and queens are buried here, but I dont remember their names..) and then headed to tea and pastelitos!

Picture of the day 1: This is the view from part of the Barrio, looking at La Alhambra and the beautiful mountains in the background

Picture of the day 2: Granada: the Eugene of Spain.

PART 2

Yes. this day needs two parts because they are very distinct.

Part two begins at the Hotel where Kelsey, Hannah, and I hear about a discoteca in a cave and immediately decide that we need to be a part of this madness.  So after dinner we head down to el Centro where we meet up with a friends in a bar.  From here one of the spaniards somehow manages to get all fifteen of us into a discoteca for free, where we stay for a few hours.. THEN we decide that the cave is calling to us.  So we hitch a ride in a taxi up the mountain to a legitimate cave/discoteca.  It was crazy and fun and how many times in your life can you say that you went to a discoteca in a cave? not many. 

Now we need to have a small discussion about the taxi drivers here in Granada.  They drive like crazy people.  A million miles an hour, don't slow down for pedestrians, and (in our case) blast Jack Johnson while driving customers.  Remember when I said that I could almost touch either side of the road with my hands? well as we were driving home (at probably 30 miles an hour) our taxi driver without hitting the break or missing a beat, pulls in his mirror as we turn the corner because the road was so narrow the prius we were riding in could not fit with the mirrors out.  The passengers side one scraped along the building.

the end.

Picture of the day 3: discoteca nights.