Monday, 17 February 2014

Turning 21 in España

It's been an incredibly busy weekend here in Granada and that is all thanks to my brilliant parents and friends.

Although the actual day of birthday was quite boring as I didn't do much, the evening made up for it. I went babysitting in the afternoon and we made a cake and they sang happy birthday to me which was lovely.

After rushing back to mine I quickly got dressed up as I had been told to be ready by 8:30pm by the girls. They turned up at my door with a cake lit with candles singing happy birthday. I was so surprised and it set the night off well. We went off for dinner and some cocktails in town before heading back to mine to drink some more. After that I have to say I remember very little until I woke up at 2pm the next day. I know I had a great night though, and the photos are proof! We had such a fun night in Mae West. The next day we went to the arabic baths for a massage and a bit of relaxation which was amazing.









I knew they had (ANOTHER) surprise planned for the weekend and it was brilliant. We took a bus to Guadix, a town about an hour outside of Granada. Guadix is famous (kind of) for it's caves. I don't mean caves that you go caving in, but caves in which people live. Once we arrived we went and had dinner in a nice little restaurant, nice but slightly creepy. I'm not sure why it was scary but it had an eerie feel to it. Afterwards, we got a taxi up to our cave (!). It was really cool, there were 3 bedrooms, a lounge, kitchen and bathroom. The next day we went to a cave museum which was basically a family's home. They showed us round and explained things to us, then we had a roam around the other caves which were really interesting. It's incredible to believe that people still live in them. We got a taxi back in to the town centre and had an amazing well priced but delicious lunch. The best places in Spain always tend to look bog standard from the outside. We knew we were in a good place because of all the old people, they know where the good food is at. We had a really nice relaxing lunch and ate so much, some of the old people noticed we were English (well we're clearly not Spanish) and started talking to us and showing a real interest in what we were doing there/in Spain generally.




our home for the night



All in all an amazing weekend with my brilliant friends. I can't say thank you enough to them or to my Mum and Dad for making it all possible. Also, thanks to all my friends/family for my lovely cards and presents. GRACIAS.

I'm back at uni and I forgot how much I hate it here. Luckily I'm all enrolled to my classes so I don't have to faff around with that, but unfortunately my twatty portuguese is no longer our teacher, instead it is his wife! She's seems like even more of a twat than him. Happy days.

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