A Day in the Life

First off, I'd like to dedicate my 4th post to my biggest blogging fans; my grandparents! Miss you Mamaw and Papaw, don't have too much fun without me and hopefully I can Skype into Thanksgiving dinner?! XOXO

Anyways, I know a lot of you are probably sitting at home, thinking about me and wondering "Hm, what exactly does Molly do all day? Probably just sit around and drink Sangria," and to that I have two responses: 1. Flattering that you're thinking of me and 2. You are (kind of) right. But I do (some) other stuff too.

But you don't have to wonder any longer! Because today's blog post is going to give you a typical run through of my days here in Granada!

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF MOLLY IN SPAIN
7:45- Alarm goes off, push snooze.
7:54- Alarm goes off again, push snooze.
8:04- Alarm goes off again, contemplate getting up.
8:10- Realize I have 10 minutes to get ready for class throw on clothes (but nice ones because HEAVEN FORBID anyone in Spain look like they may not be wearing the nicest outfit they own) and get ready.
8:20- Tiptoe through the house because Pilar does not wake up until 11 everyday, grab some bread and head out the door.
8:24- Realize I have 6 minutes to get to class and 10 minutes still to walk, panic, and speed walk through town- still holding my bread.
8:25- Remember that my professor doesn't feel the need to get to class until 8:40 anyway and relax a little.
8:26- Wait 10 minutes at a cross walk with me and 50 of my closest Granadino friends. Act like I am also Spanish and try to hide the fact that I am stuffing bread in my mouth.
8:35- Arrive to class slightly sweaty and breathing hard, sit down, and try to stay awake for the next 6 hours.
8:36- Nod off slightly, wake up suddenly and hope no one noticed (repeat every 15 min for the next 6 hours).
8:36-2:30- Suffer through 6 straight hours of class in which I go through a range of emotions; including, but not limited to: exhaustion, appreciation, surprise, apathy, sympathy, intrigue and confusion. Although mostly a lot of hate once I get to Paco's geography class where I spend most of the time contemplating ways to get out of class (best idea I've got so far is pulling the fire alarm so clearly more contemplating needs to be done) .
2:30 - Start the walk home from my school into the center of town (aka the touristy expensive part where I can't buy anything cheap) and soak in the Spanish air (usually about 65 degrees, sunny, and a faint smell of cheese). On my walk home I also pretend I am a native and pretend not to feel bad for all the tourists with their maps out just trying to find the Alhambra.
2:40- Arrive back at Pilar's where she and her brother, Antonio (a hairdresser/makeup artist in Granada) are preparing 'comida' (lunch). Depending on the smell, I either get excited about comida or contemplate my method of suffering through another tasteless lentil soup (I usually go with shove as quickly as possible into mouth and try not to taste/get full).
3:00- Begin eating comida. By 3, Pilar is all got up on her entertainment gossip so we now switch the channel to news. We then proceed to eat and watch news as Pilar commentates with lots of 'Por Dios!' or, 'Pobrecitos!' or 'Que Pena!'. Depending on the mood I also throw in a couple gasps and 'pobrecitos' in too to add to the conversation.
3:30- I am now extremely full, am all caught up (from what I pieced together) on my Spanish/world news, and ready for a siesta. This is when Violeta gets most of her petting time with me in and lays on my lap until I decide I've had enough.
4:00- Depending on how tired I am, I may or may not stay in the living room and watch the Spanish version of 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire'. I actually do learn a lot about Spain from this show and if there's ever any American fact-questions I get to impress Pilar with my abundance of knowledge.
4:20- At this point, I usually can't keep my eyes open any longer and get ready to siesta. There's nothing to do anyway at this time since everything's closed so I never feel guilty about taking at least an hour nap. At home I can only nap if I'm extremely exhausted or really relaxed but I somehow have zero issues with napping all the time in Spain. In fact I'd say I'm some what of a nap pro now.
6:00- By 6, I've usually woken up and decided it's time to do something with the rest of my day. Typically, I'll talk some friends into meeting me at a café where we spend 20-30 minutes doing our extremely rigorous homework (shout out to muh girl Mary McClain who actually has written papers and stuff- you're working hard!), drink coffee (café con leche), and talk about how awesome it is to be in Spain.
8:00- By 8 it's dark and I am sick of doing random stuff on the internet and am satisfied with all the more trips we've decided to plan. *Exception- if it is Thursday, my friends and I usually reward ourselves for finishing another hard week with some delicious gelato.
9:15- Dinner time! My favorite meal of the day because I get things like hamburgers, pizza, and weird Spanish grilled cheeses! I also ALWAYS get a bowl of salty broth-soup, and an Activia yogurt. My favorite flavor of Activia is strawberry but Pilar's favorite to give me is Raisin. I'm actually starting to like it a little bit.
10:00- This is my shower time. Since it's been a little bit chillier recently (45-55 at night) Pilar has been putting my towel and the bath mat next to the space heater so that they're warm for me, and for that I don't care if she serves me lentil soup every day.
10:30 - Depending on the day, I either 1. Go over to the student apartments where a lot of my friends live, to hang out and cook and talk to some hilarious Spanish people who live with them  2. Go to a tapas bar to drink some wine/sangria and hang out, or 3. Get ready to go out to a discoteca.
1AM-6AM- Depending on if it's a weeknight or not I either go to bed at either 1. 1:00 AM, 2. 3 AM  or 3. 6AM if we went to a discoteca. It doesn't matter the day or the time, there are always people out in my alley yelling or coughing or breathing- everything echoes so I can literally hear EVERYTHING. I usually get pretty angry about this, check outside, glare down at people if they're close, and get back into bed where I end up passing out, very satisfied with another day in Granada.
7:45AM or 12PM(Thur-Sun)- Do it all again!

*Exceptions: Weekends we try to do something fun like A. Hike, B. Travel (Cordoba was amazing!) or C. Bake (last weekend we made delicious nutella cookies from scratch that I am quite proud of) and Tuesdays and Thursdays I go to 3 hours of teaching English instead of class but more on that later!

That has been my life for the past 5 weeks and I can't say I'm displeased with it. Unfortunately it is now 1:37 AM and my 6 hours of classes starts sooner than I would like. Thanks all for reading!

Here's some pics of Cordoba to close this out and add some color to this post: