the first time's always the best

plaza de la corredera

Hola chicos! Here I am! I am here... In Córdoba, learning spanish
(or forgetting english, depending on how you look at it)
Everything is great! The food, the nightlife, the historic architechure, and most importantly my host family.

Everyday I wake up at 7, go to class from 9:30 til 2. Walk home for lunch. Take a siesta til 6 (my favorite part of the day). Go out again, come home again for dinner at 9:30pm and on weekends go out again until 5am. You may be thinking 5am is an insane time to be out until, but the spaniards think you are insane if you don't stay out until sunrise.

Last Friday, I went on an excursion of the old part of town... check it out!

puerta del almodóar

walking 'round the jewish quarters (but there are no jews... all expelled in 1492 [learned that today in mi clase de historia.])

...eh, typical.
...even more typical Códoba sights. Every house in this neck of the woods looks just like this.
small streets made for passage on donkies.
entrance to the mezquita

the mezquita!! unfortunately, we didn't get to go inside.... Maybe this friday.

totalmente loco stone-work. all the stones on the streets EVERYWHERE, are not put into the concrete horizontally (as we are always used to seeing) but put into place with the least amount of surface area exposed (vertically)... ya dig?

puente romano y río guadalquivir
entryway to plaza de la correderatemplo romano

vino tinto, croquettas, y Yunah (my new homegirl)
fino (a special wine from here), calamari fritta, y Amy
semana santa (spring break equivilant) is in April and theres parties in the streets for days. a group of guys will carry a huge cross that weighs a ton through the town. we see them practicing at night by carring a giant platform with bags of sand. it's a group effort and it takes about 40-50 guys.
Before we got to España, we were given e-penpals or intercambios. One night I went out with Yunah and her intercambio, David and his friend Fran. We went to some bar kind of like the Hard Rock Cafe and it totally sucked until the DJ took note we were from California and started a block of American music, kicking it off with the Beach Boys and the Mamas and the Papas. California love, no?