Monday
After the excitement of Granada life back in Alicante seems a bit bland. Work was work. I continued with the Escuela de Doblaje brochure. In the afternoon (what they call 4-8) after work I went to the beach to do a little reading and met some of my friends from the language school: Hamid, Domé, and Olivier. We played sand v-ball and soccer on the beach (much more of a challenge and workout). Before heading home it's become our custom to sprint into the ocean as far as we can and get all the sand off (which is never really possible).
On my walk home, after I had left my friends, this Spanish girl who had been following us caught up to me and started talking. She was pretty hard to understand with her fast talking and the street noise, but I think she was saying that she had seen me or met me playing volleyball once. I still don't know if that was true because her story didn't make sense to me and I definitely don't remember ever seeing her. In any case, we talked almost all the way back home because her house is very close to mine. I found out she was actually Peruvian, but lives here now and during the huge Festival de Hogueras in a couple weeks she was selected to be one of the few girls who dress up in the traditional clothes of the region and I think it's like a beauty pageant or parade that they do. Anyway, she's not looking forward to it and the dress she is wearing costs $4,000!
After dinner I was very busy with electronic correspondences. If you don't know about GoogleTalk, you should definitely get acquainted with it. I had heard that some of my friends were using it to call home, but I didn't realize how easy it was to set up and do. As long as you have Internet you can call or text cell phones anywhere in the US and Canada for free during 2011! Rates to call other countries vary depending on Google's presence in the area, but all rates are pretty cheap. Mostly I was trying to write that last blog post on Granada. I don't know why I end up writing novels, but I guess I just don't want to forget anything. Like I said before, the blog is just as much for you as it is for me. As much as it's a pain sometimes (I tried to load my Granada pictures 5x, which takes forever on my internet, before they worked!) and takes forever, it helps me reflect and process everything. Also, when I'm old and wrinkly I know I will enjoy looking back through my this journal of sorts. I've never liked journaling and have never done it this faithfully, but knowing that at least a couple people are looking at the blog back home gives me a great incentive to keep it up to date. So thanks!
Tuesday
After work I once again went down to the beach. I wasn't planning on going, but I was talking to Jimena, the girl I met yesterday, on Facebook last night and she asked me to help her study with her physics exam. I agreed because she said if I helped her with physics she could help me improve my Spanish (she told me it was bad, which I resented!) and it would be great if she could help me meet some real Spanish people my age. I guess she thought I know physics because I told her that I had taken one physics class in high school. When we met on the beach and she pulled out her physics formulas, textbooks, and sample problems as we laid on our towels I remembered exactly how much I detested physics. Basically she would say stuff about a problem and I would say "sí," so I think I was of about zero help to her (which I knew would be the case). Anyway, we quickly decided to take a volleyball break and the torture was over.
Tonight our group of about a dozen amigos performed our usual Tuesday night ritual of going to the rocks and then the BP tournament at Havana. Our seaside botellón was was interrupted first by a group of Chinese guys next to us who randomly asked if they could have a group picture with us (I have no idea why) and then by some hot shots who decided it would be cool to shoot off like 10 flares over the water. We quickly moved down the shore so we wouldn't get blamed for it by the police, but then I realized it's Alicante and the police could prolly care less.
Wednesday
Early today I finished the final brochure and awaited revisions. I'm very tired from being out too late, but I got a café con leche during breakfast with Jose. The waitress is getting to know me pretty well. After work I plan to watch an eclipse from the beach and stay in to catch up on some work.
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