¡Olé!

The days are starting to run together now, so I have to think a bit before a write this to make sure I am writing about the correct day. Wednesday morning I got up and went to class. Art was boring: I don't understand how it is a class on Modern Spanish Art and the only artists we talk about are all French or German... but whatever. Conversation was fun as usual. Not much to say about the classes.

We had planned on going to the beach, but it was cloudy so we opted for walking around the centro looking in shops and whatnot. Our group got severed somewhere along the way, but we met up about 2 hours later. In between, I had my first horchata, which was pretty good, but definitely not as amazing as I thought it would be. Afterwards a couple of us went to the park and did some homework and ate some snacks we had gotten at the supermercado. We headed home around 7, and I arrived to see my madre had prepared me dinner even thought I told her I was eating out. I didn't complain because she is an amazing cook and she had made pike with peppers and onions. I ate early (8PM) and then headed off with some friends a to la avenida Blasco de Ibanez to find a little restaurant to dine at before flamenco night. We ate at this little bar; some of the people I was with got hamburgers and I got los calamares; they were quite good. Our waiter was from Malaga and had learned English at one of his jobs so he was excited to talk to us. He gave us a free round of limonello shots after dinner, along with some olives and peanuts to snack on. Great guy. When we were paying, we were chatting with him and the chef, whose names were Zeus and German. After we payed the bill they did another round of free shots with us. Awesome place, I intend to go back there with some more people sometime.

After dinner we headed out to El toro y la luna, which was another bar a couple blocks down that was hosting a flamenco dance night for our program. It was absolutely an awesome time; the dancers and singers were all in the same family. It was unbelievable to see some of the dancing and to hear some of the music, especially because this is such an iconic Spanish tradition. After a while and a couple of drinks, the entire bar was up on the stage dancing along to the music. Definitely one of the more memorable nights so far.

We took a cab home, and I finished up my art homework for Friday and went to bed. I'm about to head out tonight; had a great day today, but you can hear all about it tomorrow. The pictures are from flamenco, and the video is worth watching!