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Saturday, May 19, 2007

Day one.

The rest of yesturday was only marginally eventful. We (as in, the group of american students), took a pre-arranged carriage ride through the city at night. It was nice, quaint, and anachronistic. I felt like a super-tourist trying to feel a local reality that had ceased to exist 100 years ago. Needless to say, I was perturbed. However, at night, the entire city fills with bats. Its amazing to watch them, like a school of fish, circling the cathedrals, landing in the orange trees...
I also went bar hopping a bit. Once again, with los americanos. However, we went to some bars where there were no americans.... speaking of which, I feel like there really arent' that many tourist here in general. I feel like people bypass Sevilla for the more accessable Madrid or Barcelona. In any case, back to the bars. The wine here is amazing! We hopped into a desparately 30-something year old Bodega, next to an alley filled with less-desparate 20-something year old partiers. The place was really ancient - meet hanging from the ceiling, old crates and barrels everywhere. And though red wine at times bothers me.... this was soft and fruity and completely a treat.
Eventually the 30-something ness became too much so we hopped next door where they were selling 1 euro beers... I hestitantly tried them... remembering the horror of nadie light. But... like the wine, the beer took me by suprise. It tasted... blue moon-esque. But with a bit more hops. In the end, inebriation, and no sleep shortened the night. At 1 am I stumbled back to my room, passing out on my bed and not moving till the morning.
I'll be happy to report that I DID sleep on my back. So Karl, it seems the best way to correct my unhealthy sleeping pattern on my stomache is to be in a foriegn country with no sleep and too much wine.
-Adam

P.S. I got my homestay assignment. Its a beautiful house in the city center with a lady by the name of Dolores and her 13 year old kid - Edgar. No my first choice but definately no the worst either. Its in the city center so very very close to my classes and near all the bars and coffee shops and such. I'm 4 blocks from the river and a historic park. I meet them/ see the place tommarrow.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh Adam Adam. I can tell your blog is already becoming addicting...

I hope you note the significance of your homestay's name with our dear friend Irene. Maybe it was meant to be.

Miss you!
-Caitlin

Anonymous said...

sounds like things are going well! hopefully the mother and kid will be chill. <3-ruth