Hace un poquito de tiempo que no escribí y por eso, perdoname.
Lagos was last weekend. Really pretty place, really touristy, really sunny, really cold water, but reallllly short. I wish we had spent un poquito más tiempo como Brady, Wells y Raquel. Ellos quedaron un día más, pero I wouldnt have been able to. Missing a day of a 2 hour class is almost crazy, if u think about it.
Esp with that test coming up in Jimenez´class. oh yeah, thats tomorrow, crap.
But im not too worried, since ive taken his course before the and the authors are almost all the same. Cortázar, Borges, Quiroga, Lillo, these guys are my homies, so im not too worried in the least.
The indian restaurant at Lagos was pretty funny, though, because we were like 20+ people and the only ones in the place. The guy must have been ecstatic that these tourists decided to choose his Indian restaurant among the millions in Portugal(after talking to my parents, it makes sense since the Portuguese colonized part of India, especially around Goa, which also explains the last names like D´Souza and all). anyway, the point was that we asked for spicy food and the man made it spicy! interesting cambio de la comida de españa porque por alguna razón, la comida es tan picante como creía antes de llegar a este país.
Oh well.
Last night yo miré una película gratis a traves de Carmen quien trabaja con ISA. Se llama Machuca. Interesting movie, sad, and I liked it. It was interesting because we watched it at FNAC, like the Spanish version of Best Buy but much more upscale feeling. Afterwards, I was sorta late for dinner and Andre was waiting patiently as usual so we had our dinner of Puchero(sort of like a hot soup with jamon, carrots, an potatoes and other stuff soemtimes and also thin noodles) and then mashed potatoes y pollo baked, i think?
After getting really full, i just sorta passed out at usual at around 1230 after reading the story for hoy.
Today i feel so free, even though im not because i actually read the story in advance for the first time.
Actually, I should be studying, but I have a little screwing around to do on the internet. Its such a luxury, damn.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I met a girl, or woman, on the bus to Lagos from Sevilla who is backpacking across a lot of Europe. it was funny because our entire group was sitting together on the bus to Lagos until we had to change buses for some reason and then while leaving, Andrea (from our UF ISA group) got her bag stuck in the back part of the bus, like her zipper was stuck on that mesh type rope-y thing u put things in on the back of each seat, and i was doing my best to get it undone, but neither andre or i could, so we had to get the bus driver to come back with scissors and get it, so when we finally ended up making sure our bag was in the second bus and eveyrthing, i ended up being the odd man out without someone to sit with, so i sat next to this girl, but andre told me to ask her and the girl in front of her to sit together so he could sit with me, but i didnt really get it so i was like, whatever, ill deal.
and then i sit down next to the backpacker, and she asks me ¨Do girls have gyms?¨ and I was like, huh and she repeated that, and i was stuck in this sorta no-mans-land where u dont really know what the person said but u sorta feel bad asking them to repeat for the third or fourth or fifth or however many times because u dont want them to get mad or feel bad, and beyond all this im still not sure if everyone on the bus speaks english, portuguese, spanish or even czech or whatever so im trying to just figure out what language shes speaking, but in the end i sorta figured it out when i said, ¨gyms¨?? and she was like, GERMS.
finally i understood and said, no no i just wanted to sit with my friends, and then we began speaking. she told me she was backpacking for about 3 months, had already seen a lot of italy, spain, and a few other places, and i was instantly jealous. she was from australia and 26 and doing some pretty cool shit. she gave me a few recommendations about what to do in italy and france so that was great.
also, last thing is that theres this chinese restaurant, jardin oriental that andre and i always pass on the way to class and even on the way back and theres a statue of a wooden buddha outside that has just become a ritual to stop and rub his belly. actually, theres usually a chain-type fence that we have to reach thru(like at the mall when a store closes), but its always worth it.
and finally on sunday night when we got back from lagos, our familia no estaba en casa, y teniamos muchisimo hambre, y al final we were able to get some grub on.
check it out¨:
6.5 euros, which is almost 8 dollars, for:
cruzcampo beer,like the heinie of sevilla
flied lice(forgive me, asian friends)
hot and sour soup
and a chicken dish, i got chicken with mushrooms, and asked for it picante, but as usual not that spicy. either way, though good deal
and also, flan for dessert
the only negative is that im positive they use msg, so i got a little fucked up and tingly and not feeling so good which sorta ruined it, because that shit sucks a lot. so about an hour or so later i felt okay, but it was still not fun. even askin the waitress about MSG proved futile, since she didnt know what MSG or emme esse hay or monosodium glutamate(if thats even the right formulaic thing or whatever) or anything was. so my guess is they just use it nromally as like a recipe made in advance or something. either way, it sucked.
but ill end up going again.
okay tios, im sorta beat after this gigantic update so ill chatear despues.
espero que todos are having a great summer, by the way.
love,
Nikhil
