This past
weekend, we were graciously given an extra long weekend from school due to a
Spanish holiday (thanks, guys!). We decided to make use of this holiday by
traveling to Malaga, a city on the southern coast of Spain, with Laura’s
sister, Sara, and her friend Tiarra. Bright and early we headed to the bus
station to make the six-hour ride equipped with not one but two movies!! To our
disappointment these movies were not only shown in Spanish but had Spanish
subtitles as well. A bit excessive, huh? Needless to say we all slept, or
attempted to. (Don’t ask the other girls about strangers reclining their seats,
it’s still a touchy subject.)
We arrived
in Malaga and inevitably struggled to find our “party” hostel and wandered the
smoldering streets for at least thirty minutes while Renatta made (at least) 13
comments about ice cream. Thankfully we found our Oasis (lame attempt to do a
pun with the hostel name) and settled in. We decided to take advantage of the
dinner activities that our hostel provides and take an “All You Can Eat”
barbecue as a challenge. And no Dad,
that barbecue isn’t even close to yours.
We did
absolutely nothing besides lay on the beach and eat ice cream at least once a
day. Horrible sunburns by the Pale Girl Club are still evident along with my withdrawals
from the heavenly Kinder (Spanish candy bar) ice cream. Such a relaxing weekend
gave us all some time to reflect on the semester and for Renatta to almost cry
once every two hours. For me especially, our trip to Malaga truly made me
realize how quickly our time has gone. It feels like just yesterday we were
complaining about the cold and wishing for warmer weather; thinking that we
were invincible from the doom of finals week and even more so, the heartbreak
of leaving Europe.
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| pre-towell theft bliss |
Aside from
our towels and my sunscreen being stolen from the beach, Malaga was a
successful trip with beautiful weather, sunshine, friends, and some interesting
hostel stories. BIG thanks to the Moroccan man who tried to chase down the
towel thieves and our bus driver for showing Despicable Me 2 on our bittersweet
ride back to Madrid. As we buckle down for finals, prepare for our 10 Day World
Tour, and anxiously await my sister, Cait’s arrival (!!!) an overwhelming sense
of gratitude resides over the ladies of 4D. We are incredibly humbled and
delighted that we have gotten to have such an amazing experience this semester.
That being said, you better believe we will be living up our last week as much
as possible squeezing every last drop out of Madrid.
Besos,
Mal
Ps: HAPPY ALMOST MOTHERS DAY!!!
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