ahhh the weekend....

this weekend my friends and i decided to live life as the spaniards do. unfortunately, none of us are wired for it, but it was a good effort. on friday night we went to a discoteca. in spain, the discotecas stay open until ungodly hours, usually until about 8 in the morning. and people usually don't arrive at these clubs until 3 or 4. it's crazy! so we decided to test out this lifestyle, and in the end, i think i'll stick to the american way of life. i wound up sleeping away my entire saturday! i really don't like wasting the weekend, and that's exactly what i did. but it was a fun experience minus the guys, which brings me to my next ranting point...

in spain, they have a word, "machismo," which basically describes a lot of the men here. it's that they think they're superior to women, and the women should accept that. maybe that would fly with spanish girls, but it definitely doesn't with us americanas. in the club, guys are constantly grabbing your arm (and other things...) and then will look at you like your crazy if you pull away. my one friend told me that on the way back from the bathroom some guy grabbed her, she pulled away, and he elbowed her. what?? in the words of billy madison, "that's assault brotha!" the grabbing and stuff is just annoying and obnoxious, and i'm pretty sure i'm taller/stronger than a majority of the men here, and could definitely kick some ass. and that's saying something because i'm not very strong. the guys also probably spend more time doing their hair then i do. and they live with their parents until they're like 28 (although at this rate i may be doing the same...) so don't worry grandma, it's highly unlikely i'll be bringing home a spanish boyfriend!

on a brighter note! i decided to go to mass at the big cathedral in the center of granada. it's an absolutely amazing place, and on the weekends it's the only place in the city that's busy. so i decided to go to 1:00 mass. i'm not sure if it happens every week, but this sunday the archbishop was saying mass. and a boys choir from london was singing. it was pretty cool! usually mass here is only half an hour. they blow through everything, there's no singing, the homily is about 3 minutes, and then everyone's our of there. but today's was an hour and fifteen minutes. but anyway, it was really pretty and afterwards i got gelato :)

so all in all it was a pretty great weekend complete with tapas, dancing, and gelato! i'm off to watch some american football now!! adios!