09-08-07MasFutbol

After a looong sleep (6 – 12:30) and a tasty lunch I hit up the beach with more intention of playing some soccer. John, a little … sick … from the night before didn’t come with me to play. Instead, when I got there, I found some Italians, I found some Spaniards, and I found Josh. We played for a while on the beach, again – great times.

Later, after earning the title of “maximo goledor” I went home to take a shower, put on some nice clothes, and go with my ‘mom’ to an absolutely amazing Flamenco show. Again, absolutely fantastic. My ‘mom’, a Flamenco instructor herself, was herself excited. The dance was called “Cadiz” and had a theme which was the city itself. I went with my ‘mom’ and two other women, as well as Josh. We sat in “el paraiso” (paradise) -which was more or less the nosebleed seats but it felt really authentically Spanish. The women that came with my ‘mom’ were hilarious and lively. I got discourses on everything that was occurring (which really helped since Josh and I understood VERY little). The theater was gorgeous, slightly circular with a deep stage. It was a FANTASTIC experience.

After that we went off to an Irish pub named O’Connell’s where we found approximately 70% of the people in our program hanging out. After talking for a bit and hearing too much English I went over to talk to some Gaditanos I saw who looked friendly. They were actually super nice and really fun to hang out with. The Spanish was flowing and after joking around and learning some useful bad words and phrases - ☺ - the guys took me to a club nearby which normally costs 10 euros to get in, but the guys I was with (Hugo and Javi) got me in for free. Pretty awesome! The club had great music and atmosphere but roasted us alive. It was at least 100 degrees in there. After a little dancing and a lot of sweating I headed home.