On Sundays my residencia does not feed me. I have been eating out on Sundays so I can try all the delicious restaurants in the area. Well eating out will eventually become spendy and quite unhealthy. The Spaniards LOVE their food fried in olive oil, I have discovered this is from the Arabic influence that is prevalent throughout Al Andaluz (southern spain). NOT healthy. Although I believe all the olive oil is the reason the Spaniards have luscious locks and I would love to have their hair and nails, I just can’t keep up. So Sundays have become salad and stroll days.
Common sight to see laundry out windows |
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Last Sunday Julia and I made a lovely Salad with lettuce, avocado, and tuna, it was quite delicious. We then had our afternoon stroll. Our destination was the lookout point in the Albaicin. We had a rough direction of where to go and headed that way. Julia and I do not really follow directions, this way we find things we were never looking for and it is much more exciting. The Albaicin is an old neighborhood with little white houses packed into the area. The streets are narrow and twist around like a labyrinth, I really don’t think there was a plan to them. Eventually we make it to the lookout at the top of the hill and we enjoy live Flamenco music and a breathtaking view while we munch on our dried kiwis and mangos that we bought at the market. The sun is warm on our backs as we relax and enjoy people watching. There are children and dogs running around. The gypsies are selling hand crafted jewelry and paintings while they socialize with friends. Truly a great atmosphere. La Alhambra is beautiful against the snow covered Sierra Nevadas that are towering in the distance.
We wander around after our snack not yet wanting to return to our homes. Taking some
Flamenco Singers |
random back roads we come out to another spectacular view of Granada. Getting lost is always a success! (Although we are never truly lost, don’t worry) We climb back down and when we reach the foot of our hill we see a stairwell covered in Graffiti, naturally we decide to go back up and check it out. It takes us time to find alleys that lead us to the stairwell and it was quite the trek. I don’t think we could have spent our energy on anything more worthy than finding this stairwell!
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Alice in Wonderland? |
The stairwell was stunning from afar and up close it was glorious. Words do not do the artwork justice. Granada is known for its graffiti and it is so crazy that we stumbled upon it up on a hill in a rough neighborhood. Exploring this stairwell I must say was the best time I have had in Spain so far. When I finally make it to the top I step into 2 years of good luck! What am I talking about? While I was looking up and checking out the art I stepped into a delightful pile of dog poo at the very top of the stairwell, with both feet. Hmm fantastic. Fun fact, in Spain the people believe that accidentally stepping into dog poo will bring you good luck for a year! Apparently I was a very lucky girl on that day hah. I like the way they think. I could hardly be mad after the stairwell and then becoming lucky J
Locals enjoy the beautiful day |
Monday, school started again and I went with other members of my program to volunteer at an after school program in the poorest neighborhood of Granada. The ten of us ended up getting lost on our way. People in the neighborhood stared at us and hollered that we must be lost. Hmm that is reassuring. We finally found the place and we were greeted with chaos. The house is tiny and the kids and desks are squashed into a room with poor ventilation. Some of the children do not have running water in their homes so the first thing they do is wash their hands when they get there. Many of the kids do not have dinner so
snack is the most important part of the program. Most of the parents are illiterate so they do not help the kids with homework, therefore the kids are behind in school and need extra help to catch up. This program is supposed to help the kids get on track with school. I think for the older kids it is most importantly a program that keeps them out of trouble.
This little girl chased her dog, Abu, around the plaza while her mother sold jewelry. |
The kids do not speak a word of English. The younger kids were wild. Standing on the table, pounding the table, screaming delightfully etc. When they went home the older kids came.
By this time our group of volunteers shrank to 5 of us. I don’t blame the ones that left, the kids are truly exhausting. Well the older kids were worse. Immediately they call us girls beautiful and the boys ugly hah. Such darlings. These kids do not speak English and they use slang Spanish so basically we were clueless. They were making jokes about us, and of course we could not understand them. There were obviously a few that were mellow. I cannot blame any of the kids for the behavior because they were never taught good manners, that is what they are learning in school. They loved my light hair and my eyes. They all have dark hair and dark eyes (most of their parents are gypsies). They said I have eyes like the heavens. There is apparently no such thing as an inside voice for them. It is a constant game of whoever talks the loudest is heard. We colored with them and eventually there was some order. We learned about renewable energy and an energy song J In the end I think only 3 of us are going to go back to help out with the younger kids on Mondays. Sorry no pictures of the kids, this area is not the place to be waving a camera around.
If I ever get homesick this is where I will go |
Off to Paris for the weekend! Hopefully it is not too cold. My down jacket will come in handy for sure. I will post next week when I get back from Paris and before I go to Rome!
"Stairs" we climbed to reach the graffiti |
Glass catching the afternoon sun |