Them lazy Spanish days

Ask me what I did today and I could tell you very little. Woke up at 10:30 this morning, made toast (and I burned it again!), and was out the door for the center. The walk was rough because it was cold, and, despite my 8+ hours of sleep that night, I was super tired, and my butt was sore. That's right, my butt. Don't ask me how, I'm just strange like that. Got a manzana from McDonald's, found the first open chair in the center and sat around for a half hour literally doing nothing but eating my apple and socializing. At 12:30 we had a presentation on culture shock by one of the University psychologists. It was a good presentation, pretty informative but nothing too exciting. The presenter was fun, funny, and clear in his expression--he's a Canadian native, but moved to Spain when he was 6. So he was pretty good at grasping this whole concept of culture/language shock. Whatevs, I'm not too worried, and I'm not homesick, I think that I'll be juuuust fine. After the presentation Stacey and I walked back for lunch, which was soooooo good (of course)! It was the most amazing lentil soup that I've ever had, a very typical salad with oil and vinegar, and a bacalao empanada. The empanadas here, I guess, are different than Latin America's: they're more like quiche. This one was filled with bacalao (cod), egg, raisins, and the crust was dusted with sugar. It sounds pretty unusual, but the mixture of sweetness with fish and egg was quite perfect. For dessert we got a flan cup! Yay! I feel like an excited little kid whenever we get flan cups...I could be in a flan cup commercial, Bill Cosby Jell-o style! After lunch I was still pretty tired, and cold. In fact, we were both tired, and decided to aprovechar la siesta (take advantage of the siesta). Oh wow, did I nap. I don't know why I am so tired. I guess last weekend is catching up with me. Plus, I'm preparing myself for this weekend's trip to Madrid which, I can already tell, is going to be OFF THE HOOK. So I slept for 2 hours, Stacey left for the center after siesta and I stuck around. Took a nice shower (they get better every time), and bummed around the room doing internet stuff next to my window overlooking the streets of Spain as the day turned to night. Sigh. Around 8 I retreated to the living room to warm up and watch some TV. Stacey returned, bearing gifts (chocolate!), and we watched "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" (I´m kind of obsessed now). At 9:30 we had dinner which was, well, kind of a difficult one. It was a very non-Lisa-like dinner. We ate morcillos, which is some sort of traditional beef sausage thing here, which was actually very good but overwhelmingly meaty. Then bacon, but this was soft bacon, not the crunchy bacon we´re used to...very, very greasy. Then a scrambled egg omelet. So basically I had bacon, steak, and eggs. I felt like Jon, honestly. Hehe. It was extremely greasy, and, although tastey, kind of hard to eat. Again, a very anti-Lisa meal. Oh, and with the morcillos, Stacey and I ate the whole thing, and later noticed that Maruja, María, and Marta removed the skin and only ate the insides. Oops, silly Americans. After dinner I ate a lot of my chocolate bar. I had a bad chocolate craving, and that´s bad news.
Our night was quite silly. We met up with Melissa and Katie at Plaza de Cuba, and walked/sipped cartons of wine over to el Club Catedral where girls drink free 12-1am. The club was kind of nice, a bit small, very white (in terms of decór) with bed-like areas to sit upon, and a dance floor. I had 2 free vodka tonics, which weren´t too bad, and got me feeling a bit drunk. I went up for my 3rd, but the bar was so crowded that I didn´t get up to the counter to order until it just hit 1, so I decided that it wasn´t worth paying 5€ for another and ended my drinking. The bar was silly at this point, it was teeming with Americans--I swear, there were maybe 10 Spaniards at the most. It was kind of absurd, I honestly wasn´t really a fan. A lot of other girls on our program were there, so we all met up on the dance floor for some, well, dancing. It was fun, a lot of the girls were pretty drunk and acting really silly, specifically Rachael and Lizzy who were gettin dowwwwwn! Then Katie came up to me, stumbling and slurring her speech. I had no idea that she was that drunk! We grew exhausted by Catedral´s scene, so we decided to go to Alfalfa to get some cheaper drinks and perhaps some food. Katie, Stacey, Melissa, Jessica, Courtney, and I all headed over. Katie was really drunk, I held her up the whole way there. Thank god I decided not to drink anymore because this girl needed some major babysitting. The girls went into a bar to order and Katie was just all over the place. She was walking up to random people, falling into them, asking for marijuana (baaaaad idea), she even knocked over some sketchy guy´s drink whilst asking him for pot. It was a disaster. I was finally able to drag her back inside the bar, and the sketchy guy followed us because he told her that she had to buy him a new drink. She didn´t really understand what was happening. Finally Jessica turned around and asked if I needed help. Told her yes, and she and Stacey came to my aid. We got her to sit, but then she stood back up again and went running around the street again. We got her back, again, and the sketchy guy kept asking her for money for the drink. Stacey thought that he was trying to buy her a drink and kept saying "No," but I stepped in, paid the 1.20€ so that we coould get out of there ASAP. Melissa, Katie´s roommate decided to stick around a bit with Courtney and Jessica, so Stacey (who wasn´t that drunk either) and I walked her home. It was quite an experience because we got kind of lost and ended up taking an hour to walk home. By the time we got Katie to her place, Melissa was already there and in bed! We´re silly. We were in bed by 3, which is early in Spanish time. Hehe, it was actually a really fun night. I love Katie and actually didn´t mind watching out for her. Just wanted to make sure that she was OK, and, ya know, it´s a good story to tell! Twas quite a night, indeed.