Beaches, Grass and Bicicletas

Wow. So the last week has been incredibly busy and there's not time for a proper update, so I'll just give you the highlights before writing more in-depth later.

Thursday night, Amy and I flew down to Sevilla and met Norah, Eric and Melanie in Parque de Maria Luisa and headed over to the bus station to get tickets to head to Lagos, Portugal for the weekend. We took the overnight bus to Faro, got there at 2 a.m. and by some miracle dubbed the magical Portugese sleeping grass, made it until 7 a.m. when we had to catch our train to Lagos. The rest of the time there was spent on the beach and taking this crazy boat tour of the grottos on the Portugese coastline. It was great until one of the families that came along with us started throwing up over the side...then we got queasy.

We left there on Sunday and came back to Sevilla in the evening, where we went out for delicious ice cream at this place called Rayas and then walked around for a while before heading back to our hostel. Monday was a jam-packed tour day starting with el Catedral, la Giralda and a couple of plazas before we headed back to CC-CS (the school in Spain) to sit in on the Spanish-American Civilization class with Norah, Eric and Melanie. It was all in Spanish, but Luis, the profesor, was muy facil to understand once you got into the rhythm of his speech. After that, we went to lunch and then Eric, Amy and I rode bikes around the city to a few different places like the Cristobol Colon egg statue and la Isla de Magica, which were pretty cool. We tried to go to a flamenco show that night, but sadly, Eric wasn't feeling that great so we couldn't go.

Tuesday, Amy left around 11:30 or so after we walked around the city for a bit and then I sat in on Luis' class again before heading out to lunch with Norah at Los Angeles which had this incredible paella. Sidenote: the postres (desserts) here are phenomenal. From there, the two of us went to the Alcazar, which has really nice gardens and also where a bird pooped on my head for the second time that weekend. Norah laughed hysterically...as did I. After that, I got my luggage and it was time to head back to London to catch my final flight from London to JFK...which leaves in about 10 hours, considering it's 4 a.m. right now. Yeah, I'm tired. I'll actaully update later.

¡¡Hasta luego!!