It bothers my stomach!

Hey all,

I know I've been in absence the past week. I'm going to chalk it up to not feeling that well. It's the heat, the diet, the long nights and over doing it. I'm not a young pup anymore. Most of my week was spent resting and relaxing when I had the time. However, the last few days have been ramping up quite nicely as we head into the weekend (que coincidence).

The day after the world cup victory, it seemed as if the Spanish nation was over it. I walked around proudly with my Rojas jersey on and a metro guard stopped me. In Spanish he asked, "Where are you going with that jersey?" I promptly answered, "Um....home?" to which he replied "Oh, so you're not going somewhere, eh?". I thought it was so weird, but that whole day Kat had mentioned feeling a bit out of place in our blaring red jerseys.

So that was that. Most of the week I relaxed. On Wednesday, however, we took a trip over to the Picasso museum with the school. It was very neat and each Picasso museum I've been too (yes, there is more than one, and I've been to three now) has it's own different flare. This one was very reminiscent of the one I went to in Malaga. Sadly, and understandably, pictures were not allowed inside, so I have some from the exterior.

After the museum (oh, by the way, where we met up with Laura's friend Alejandro) we all went to have a copa and meet Valentina's friend Stefano. We had a great time, as always, passing the time and sharing each of our own little quirks that we brought with us to share with the world.

Of course, Laura and Valentina stopped for dance in one of the Plazas for a good time to some wonderful music played by local musicians.

Of course, the days continued. Class was still unbearably long and our afternoons were painfully short before dinner and sleep. Last night, however, we had one of the best nights (very fitting for close to the end) than we've had in a long time. We all first went to the fuente in Montjuic, and I liked it (not everyone did). I thought it was neat, and I love the feel of being around fountains.

We took some spectacular pictures. We goofed around and I even proposed to Valentina. She was very flattered, and accepted! Hahah, totally joking. After we thought for a while of where to go, we all decided to go to Las Ramblas for some copas. We told some of the best stories ever. We almost saw an Italian man get robbed! However, we laughed the night away in one of the best nights we've been here yet.

Kat and I then stumbled home through some really neat, Granada-esq, neighborhoods and stumbled upon the most peculiar of sights. It was a four-year old's scooter that had been carelessly left out in the street for any joe-schmoe (drunk American) to go and ride. And ride we did. Kat broke it, and I, being the experienced uncle I am, fixed it. All in a day's work, I suppose :). It was a phenomenal night, and I even taught people the pinball!

Tonight we celebrate the end of our class for the first two weeks and below are some videos from the past week, including the RIGHT way to celebrate the end of a course.

Until next time

~Scott