sábado, 7 de julio de 2012

Day 7


This morning we woke up bright and early and ventured to the school to meet the others for our day trip to Toledo. We were the last ones to get there (and we weren’t even late), so I ended up sitting next to this guy from Milwaukee named Mike. He was pretty nice. Thank God we held a decent conversation because the bus ride took forever (although I should have slept, because I was exhausted).
 
I was not mentally prepared for Leonor, our tour guide, to be so passionate about the sites she was taking us to. She really liked to speak and pack in as many locations as possible. I suppose this is a good thing, but it was very hot, and she doesn’t know how to speak slowly in Spanish so us non-Natives (nearly everyone there) can understand).

During our lunch break we found this little restaurant and ended up ordering like 3 bottles of wine. After that we really didn’t want to return to the group, but luckily our day was almost over.

Later on tonight I had my first (hopefully last) emotional break down of the trip. We were booking our trip to Ibiza, and I was really uncertain about whether to do it, because Clubbing isn’t exactly in my comfort zone. I’d never even been to a club before this trip. I think that coupled with the price of the trip and the delayed realization that I’m in Madrid was overwhelming.

Up until this point, I hadn’t really processed the fact that I was in a foreign country with a completely different native tongue and (almost) complete strangers. I ended up calling Rez with the 10 free minutes that I had on my texting app and as soon as I heard his voice I couldn’t hold the tears in. It was so nice to hear a familiar voice, especially one belonging to someone that means so much to me.



After speaking with him, I finally mustered up the cajones to book my flight, and resolved that I needed to go out and celebrate. We ended up going to Pacha. From the general consensus, it was similar to clubs in New York. But it was by far the craziest place that I’ve went thus far in this trip. We ended up having to leave because some of the guys were being creeps and too aggressive, but we did get a few good hours out of it. 

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