I decided to make a blog for all of you who care if I'm still alive or not. For all of those who were wondering if I survived to Spanair crash in Madrid, I did, for I was not on it.
So I made it to Granada about a week ago and have been acclimating to the hot weather, the time change, the rat tails, and the Spanish food that cannot go without being fried in olive oil.
Granada is pretty legit, here's my first photo outing of my trip
I'm at a university residence right now and for the next three weeks staying with all 55 of the UC EAP students, here's a picture of us walking together in a manner that screams "We are American tourists, please steal our money"
The city
Que Pintoresco!
Trying to be indie with B&W
a Mosque
Here is me being a tourist with some Gypsies with the Alhambra in the Background
Here is me with some randoms, the blond girl second to the left is my future Spanish roommate, her name is Arantza
Trying to relive the childhood that I never had
Spanish boy with no one to play with... but himself
End of blog number one, feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism
And my personal favorite... The Spanish Tortilla
Where's all the vegetables and fruit you might ask? If you're lucky you might be able to find some fried with olive oil, or should I say olive oil fried with vegetables?
Some benevolent graffiti in the park
Indiana Jones bridge?
Watch out for the massive congregation of Americans
