Las Sierra Nevadas

Turn the sound down, or you might get blown away :)

O, You Know, just Hablo-ing some Spanish

It is funny, I am improving on things I never thought I would need to improve on, at least after age 4½ . The best may be my sign language…“Well, I heard that (pull ear down twice)…his face was (circle face, much like Chris Burton does)…it is around the corner, to the left, down a ravine, through a tunnel (I couldn’t say this in Spanish if I wanted to).

Things are actually going much better than my last post. It may have seemed like a “down” post; but, I wasn’t sad or anything, just hadn’t adapted as much as I have begun to do. It helps that school stress is very low :) The beauty of the three-day weekend just hit, as I am in the middle of my first of many (no class on Fridays!).



It has been a busy first weekend in the city, with one week of classes over. Thursday night our group was treated to el flamenco, olé! I have been loving the culture here in Granada, so this too was quite the treat indeed. Lord of the Dance, watch out, this guy can stomp his feet. The show included 4 flamenco ladies, three “chanters,” and this guy. The sound on the video doesn’t really do the show very much justice, but it gives you a taste of Andalusian culture. The fun didn’t stop there, though, as Friday was a full day of skiing in las montanas; the Sierra Nevadas no less. It was my first grand-scale skiing experience, only having skied on hills in Illinois before. It was a gorgeous day for skiing. It was a little icy from the rain two days before, but the temperature had to have been somewhere between 40-50 degrees. So, I subir-ed and bajar-ed (climbed and descended) the mountain all day. Here is the breathtaking few on the slopes:

(I posted it above, but you can see the view in the first pic of this entry)

The camera is a little jerky, but just imagine you are there as the screen swerves from side to side. You can’t really tell, but you’ll notice when it gets really shaky about two times, one when I come up from my shadow, I was “crashing” and not really paying attention to the camera anymore :P Also notice, you can see the ocean in between mountain peeks in the distance.

Picture to the right: Yeah, I don’t know what the sign says either.

Prayer Requests:

1) PRAISE, I have really been enjoying the company of my host family. I have stopped getting frustrated so much and have been loving the comedy that is my language barrier. Through the frustration my sillyness is starting to shine through and I just make jokes with my family. This is definitely a praise though, as it means my family is getting to know me and my humor a little; further, it means my home stay is not dreadful but starting to be fun and entertaining, striving to get over the language barrier.

!Que pasas buena día!

- alé

Claro, the New “Duh"...Claro

It has been decently rough going communicating with my host family. I am getting along, but they speak pretty fast and have a Spanish dialect I’m not used to at all. To give you an idea, to all you Spanish speakers out there, they often drop s’s and z’s, or don’t pronounce them, or pronounce them as th’s. As you can see, it can get kind of confusing.

One funny occurrence, happened as I was unpacking my things in my new room. I had placed a stack of books on my dresser when my host Senora, Conchi, walked by. Knowing how to actually say, “I like to read,” I said it. Her response, “claro.” Thanks Conchi, haha. I am in high spirits about the language barrier though, it is a very motivating way to force me to want/need to learn Spanish. I do feel like the kid in my house who was never allowed to talk, so he became the silent, shy kid; except, that kid knows how to talk.

One last thing about the language barrier: they really like the Simpsons over here, which has only been around for seven years I believe. I was watching an episode at lunch yesterday, as the table is right in front of the T.V. with the couches and armchairs used as the tables chairs, and I actually laughed at part of the show, which means I understood it! Needless to say, I was pretty proud of myself…claro.

A big activity of the study abroad group was to visit el Alhambra. It is a giant fortress of sorts overlooking and protecting Granada. The above picture is near one of the famous Muslim pools. The engineering is actually quite genius, they have a trickling fountain that you can't see that makes it so the water travels across horizontally and not in circles; meaning, it reflects the architecture much like a mirror. Here is another picture of me with Monolo, our very knowledgeable tour guide. He showed 1/3 of the group around the grounds for 4-5 hours. It was a very tiring, but well worth it, day. The Alhambra has three sections: a military fortress, several palacios for past kings, and la medina, which was where the common folk lived and worked. Even in the winter there are many beautiful sites to be seen there, as you can see below. This is one of the three palaces at the grounds, I believe. As you can see, the grounds make use of lots of water, perhaps an inspiration for Frank Lloyd Wright's Falling Water? I can only imagine how it would look in full bloom in the spring. We got to see most of the fountains and gardens, los jardines, but unfortunately, la Plaza de Leones (the Court of Lions) was not all there. The lions in the center were being refurbished. Overall, our trip to el Alhambra was a success and I would love to go back at different times of the year.

Today is the second day of classes here at CEGRI. So far they aren’t too bad at all. I anticipate a much easier workload than any normal University of Illinois semester I have taken. Classes make up an entire days process though, which is very waring. This has to do with the culture of Spain, a culture very focused on lunch, a time they call la siesta; however, naps are not necessarily part of la siesta, but I have taken it upon myself to make them part of it. My schedule is roughly from 11am-2pm, then I go home for a wonderful meal cooked by Conchi, which is the biggest meal of the day. From there, I go back to CEGRÍ and have class from 4:30pm-8:00pm, Monday-Thursday.

Es todo para hoy.

Prayer Requests:

1) Fellowship: that I would make some really good friends here and be able to keep in contact with my really good friends back home :)

2) The obvious one of coping with the language and not getting overly frustrated. Also, that I would get to know my family; so far we haven’t said too much to each other.


Hasta Pronto!

- alé

La Tunas

 

Here is the picture with La Tunas that didn't work below. It was quite the night with them, hopefully we will get to know them or something. They practice at the same restaurant every Thursday apparently.

Cerca del Alhambra

  This picture was at the base of the Alhambra on a tour that our study abroad went on Friday. I really like the scenery, reminding me of some medieval landscape with broken monuments and grassy turf.

Farewell my friends, this is where my story begins...

As the plane took off to Madrid "First Farewell" randomly started playing by Cary Judd on my iPod, I found it a very fitting beginning to my study abroad. Granted, it was the third song played randomly, but the first two I skipped, so technically...

It has been a wonderful start so far. I have been busy with my group of 71 students getting acclimated to the city of Granada. We have been having orientation meetings and touring the narrow, stone streets, both on our own and with Miguel Angel, our abroad director. Granada is a very good Spanish city to get very familiar with the culture and language of Spain. People here do know English, but not all of them, and the ones that don't are very patient.

 
We have had a little time to wander on our own, which is so good. I have taken a couple opportunities to lose myself in las calles. Here is a picture I took of the cityscape our first day, Wednesday, January 9.

Thursday, after going to bed at 6:30pm and getting up at 7:00am Granada time, the best way to get over jet lag in my opinion, we had a full day, first of orientation, and then of free time. The best was experiencing some of the nightlife. A group of girls and I, as the ratio is roughly 4:1, went to a local restaurant/bar for dinner, which starts at about 9pm. We couldn't have asked for better "luck" in terms of the cultural experience we were about to be treated to.

We were at Oñaca o algo, I can't quite remember. As we sat and ate a very good looking señor came over. I think I am allowed to say that about a Spaniard. His name was Davíd, turns out, and he invited us to a "fiesta" in the other room. I was a little tentative, but I took your advice Hunter, and we all went for it. Come to find out, it was a group of eight or so Spanish guys practicing for their band, called "la tuna." They were a group from the University of Granada, but they were saying that there are "tunas" in many of Spains cities. We listened to them practice for about two hours and then got our picture with them.

  Hopefully if you click on this picture, the bigger size will be visible. The back room we were in had dim lighting, haha. Davíd, the cute one that the girls were going crazy over, is front and center. After they were done practicing, we all went out to their favorite club/bar, Realijos. We were at the bar from 1am - 3am, which means the night life here goes much, much later than America. What's even funnier is that the discotecas don't even open until 2:30am - 3am. I will have to wait to experience them though, because I needed to get back to get my five hours of sleep before more orientation today, Friday. Here is a video of "la tunas;" hopefully that is actually their name: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1k_RwGFnDg.

I tell you what, being serenaded for two hours is the way to go!

ae