Ain´t no party like the Sevilla party (first night out)!

Twas a crisp and foggy Thursday night. Stacey and I dolled up and were out the door by midnight. We met up with Katie and Melissa across the bridge and the games began. I took my first swig of vodka and began to warm up...oh man, it´s been too long. I started to feel the liquor right away which was fine by me, honestly. We walked around the quiet streets of Sevilla looking for our destination: Alfalfa. As we walked, we passed so many historical, beautiful buildings, and among such stunning architecture one thought continued to cross my mind: I´m drunk among the ancient work of masters, and that´s just strange. I mean, these are buildings that I´ve seen in textbooks, they have rich, architectural and religious histories and here I am stumbling around drunk as shit. It´s quite an ironic situation, if ya ask me. It was really fun walking there with Katie and Melissa, I like them a lot and seem like girls with whom I´ll be spending a lot of time while I´m here...and hopefully back in Ann Arbor! We arrived at Alfalfa.
Now, I thought that Alfalfa was a bar. I was wrong. It´s a street party between bars. You choose a bar, get a drink, and then go outside and schmooze. It´s kind of like a fancy house party at UofM. Actually, it´s like combining the bar and a house party into one. Not bad. We met up with a lot of people from our program there. I went up to one of the bars to buy Stacey and me a drink. I wanted a gin&tonic, but I didn´t know which gin to choose. This creepy middle-aged man told me which one to choose...and then said that it´s an aphrodisiac. Ugh. Got the hell out of that area asap, fo sho. It´s weird here, they give you a glass with the gin in it, and a separate bottle of tonic water, and you add the tonic yourself. Carazy. Then we went outside, met some guys from our programs´ "brothers" from their host family, who were really nice and chill. Then we went across the street to check out the other bar. It was kind of blah and smokey (everyone smokes here!) so we went back outside. Random side note, here are some trends I´ve noticed in Sevilla: 1) smoking 2) fur (yeah, the real stuff) and 3) Burberry. All three are negatives in my book. Ohhhhh Sevilla. Anyhoo, so on the street again, Stacey and I started talking to this group of Spanish guys, all from different areas of the country. Ya know, it´s funny how fluent my Spanish is when I´m drunk. These guys were...interesting. OK, they were kind of sketchy, but it was fun to test out my Spanish skills truly. It was fun when they would try their English, they knew some slang, like, "Wow," and "Motherfucker". Hehe. I talked to one who seemed like the most chill, he is learning English in his university, and he spoke English to me and I spoke Spanish to him. It was a really fun/interesting intercambio (exchange). One of them also bought me a drink, so I only spent 8 euro that night, and that´s because I bought Stacey a drink. So it´s very easy to conserve money, even on nights out. So yeah, my night was me, drinks, a street, and a whole lotta Spanish. I socialized with more Spaniards than Americans. Wow! That´s awesome, I really am becoming immersed, study abroad frickin rocks.
We left Alfalfa around 3. It´s crazy, people here don´t really start their nights until 1 or 2am, so going home at 3 was relatively early. We found our way home, which was a sorpresa. We were all pretty wasted, not gonna lie. Stacey and I walked Katie home because she was alone since Melissa decided to stay and come home by herself in a cab. We learned that they live close to us! Melissa got back right as we approached their apartment, so it was perfect. Then Stacey and I surprisingly found our way back from there. We got home around 4, and let me tell you, entering a pitch black, small apartment (light is really expensive, so lights are NEVER left on) while under the influence. Stacey passed out right away, I washed up and was in bed by around 4:30. I had an amazing time. My first night out in Spain was a success, I had a ton of fun and got to really work my Spanish. I´ll be fluent in the end, I promise! ¡ME ENCANTA ESPAÑA!