Sunday, September 19, 2010

Cordoba




On Friday, we visited the city of Cordoba, which was once one of the biggest Islamic cities in Europe. We visited the Mezquita, a giant mosque, but it has a Catholic church inside, interesting. We had to wear these little audio tour walkie talkie things in order to hear our professors talk to us, in Spanish, about the different parts of the mezquita. And we looked super lame, but we made the best of it. We went to a little museum afterwards and did another audio tour where we had to wear these giant headphones that looked like mickey mouse ears. We sat in this one room for 20 minutes with these 4 mannequins who talked to us, and this one girl fell asleep. Then we all squished into a room to hear traditional andalusian music. Lets just say there were about 20 of us in a room meant to be the size of a dining room table, it was rather comical. For lunch, we wandered through the city a little bit until we found some shaded steps in front of a theater and we ate our bocadillos of ham and cheese. I really like historical stuff, so going to Cordoba was super fun.
Some other accomplishments of the week were learning to take the Metro to the mall, where TGI Fridays is located, going to the grocery store, finishing Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, participating a lot in grammar class, watching Westmont chapel online (only one, on Sunday), booking a one way ticket to Rome in October, and finding a shorter route to school in the morning.
I am starting to get to know our senora better, she's still kind of crazy, but so funny. We tried to explain the concept of Happy Hour to her the other night at dinner. She was trying to translate it, and have it make sense, and tried saying it in english, and I know its not really working to re-tell this story in a blog post, but it was hilarious, Jill and I were both crying because we were laughing so hard.
Our senora has also likes to compare Americans to seals, because they are both fat.
And she says that dark chocolate and coca cola are drugs, but she buys them for us anyways, and I like that.

"May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others...
May you be content with yourself, just the way you are." - From St. Theresa's Prayer

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