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Espana
is absolutely amazing.
After getting
off an extremely long flight (10 hours to paris/4 hour layover/4
hours to Malaga), I meet up with my Spanish friend. When I see him,
he has this huge huge smile on his face and he asks me, "did
you sleep on the plane?" I say "a little" and he
replies, "good because we're going out tonight." we drive
to Granada and I shower, get ready, and go. At this bar owned by
a Texan, he introduces me to all his American friends, to show off
I guess. One of the girls, Christina comes up to me 10 minutes after
being introduced and says, "you look really familiar, have
you lived in California all your life?" I thought she thought
she new me from california (which was highly unlikely) so I said
"no actually, I'm from Hawaii, I only go to school in cali"
The second I said Hawaii, her eyes got huge and she screamed "MILILANI
UKA" All of a sudden I had flashbacks of us jumping rope. So
to put a long story short, she was in my 5th grade class and we
were actually buddies back then. Trippy huh?
Granada is nice, I felt like I was traveling back to the 1500's.
I got to see one of the ten wonders of the world, the Alhambra,
which is this huge castle. Outside the Cathedral, gypsy women sell
rosemary, yelling at people to take one. On my last night in Granada,
my friend's friend had a basketball game, so I got to watch a professional
game, in the first row, while cheering on a friend. After the game
(that they won, the basketball guy, and his girlfriend visiting
from Oklahoma all go to the same bar that we went to the first night
I got there. After a few drinks there, we move on to this club got
the VIP treatment because of my basketball friend. We're all dancing,
drinking, having a good time, and the next thing I know, its 6am
and its time to go. What made things worse was that at 10am I had
to take a 12 hour bus to Barcelona.
By the time I get to Barcelona I was so excited, being on a bus
for 12 hours didn't matter anymore. Barcelona is beautiful! It's
like a Spanish New York. One could spend hours on La Rambla and
never get bored. Imagine Waikiki strip and times it by like 100.
So much people, so much street shows, cafes, small stands, everything.
The night life is amazing. I go to this Mexican bar and where they
have like a zillion drinks that I've never even heard of. When I
told the bartender I was from Hawaii, drinks were on him, and he
made me lei out of straws for me. I met some Barcelona locals who
spoke a little English and after the bar closed, they take me to
go to this club. The club was really cool because it WASN'T a tourist
hangout and by then, I was so drunk I didn't even notice they were
playing techno the whole night.
We leave at around 6am and I have to checkout of my hostel at 11am
so needless to say, I didn't get much sleep. After I checked out
I walked to the pier and feel asleep on some steps the lead to the
ocean. At first people were looking at me like I was crazy, but
after a while like 4 other people joined me. I guess they got kicked
out of their hotel too. The pier is beautiful. I could probably
stay there all day. Well actually, I did stay their all day.
That night, I got on my train and left for Malaga. The trains we're
so much better than the bus. I was on a sleeper car and slept the
entire 9 hours like it was nothing. When I got off my train I went
straight to the airport, said goodbye to my new love Spain and went
back to America. My trip to Spain was definitely worth my time and
money....
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