"Not all wanderers are aimless"

Monday, April 4, 2011

Friday March 25: Bust Measurements in Granada

Our 10am alarm came to soon this morning after late night heart to hearts and falafel binges. Kel popped in for the brief hot water shower and then we looked up train times; where to today? Valencia was out 1st option but there wasn't a train until tonight so we said screw Valencia, on to Barcelona! Another day in Granada seemed pretty awesome, and the weather wasn't ideal on thecoast for a quick beach trip to Malaga. We checked out, leaving our luggage, and set off to find breakfast. Honestly all we really wanted was a bug Starbucks, (sigh) but it seems they haven't conquered this part of Andalucia yet. Eggs instead... We surveyed the area spots until we picked one of the few spots still serving brunch items. We each had our coffee followed by eggs and asparagus, which turned out to be almost all asparagus (huge plate) and some eggs. It was delicious and we are in desperate need of green meals these days. Afterwards we knick knack shopped and cruised new areas of town. We watched some homeless men (?) and a she-man nap as people geared up for the big soccer game tonight against Czech republic, drinking 40s and kicking soccer balls around. Later we paused for 1euro ice cream cones (yum!) and sat in a park to enjoy out treats.

We made our way back to our neck of the woods where we decided to shop the countless stores of the Arabic tea street. They all sell these big pants/onesies that we bargained for with no luck. They are hott! Darn our frugal attitudes. Jenny decided to try on a bejeweled belly dancing bra top... Kelly said it was too big but she didn't care. Until the store owner, an older Arabic gentlemen emerged telling Jen she needed a different one. Kelly felt awkward immediately. He (in Spanish) suggested a more full coverage top and one that was obviously a small size. Que Kelly starting to geek out while Jenny remains calm. He then pointed to Jenny and the top saying "un pequena", or smaller, ALSO making a hand motion so that we were sure he was talking about Jennys boob size. Out we went. Yes you read this right, the old man told Jenny she needed a smaller and more modest bra. Hold on...

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We laughed so hard down the street that other store owners laughed with us. Hilarious. We kept shopping around and ended the afternoon back on top of the Arabic square we went to yesterday, overlooking Granada. It was packed today, but so clear! The snow covered mountains were the backdrop to a perfect sunset scene of Andalucia. Flamenco bands filled our ears as we sat on the wall, so happy to be taking in such a breath taking sight. We strolled back down the winding rocky, narrow roads of homes, turning corners as a guy playing steel drums made the whole scene feel surreal. This is why were here... These moments of magic in foreign places we don't know or understand. It's really awesome.

We grabbed our bags from the hostel and stopped at our 2 favorite pubs for beer and tapas. From there we caught a bus that we hoped went to the train station. After a few minutes on the jam packed bus we heard screams but couldn't figure it out. Then again, this time we realized a teenage girl with 3 friends had fainted but woke up quickly. The third time she was OUT. The bus driver stopped the bus, after letting them off and went back along with several others to help her. the Spanish people are amazing, never would you see such concern a big city bus at home.

We realized our bus had veered off to the wrong direction so we Inquired to our bus mates and hopped off. People stopped to help us an after 10 minutes or so we were there. The only available option for the overnight bus was an expensive sleeper cabin, but now that's where we are and were glad. Hopefully we can get some better than normal train sleep. We should be in Barcelona in about 10 hours if this janky train makes it :)

Time for lights out amigos... Buenos noches!

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