Apparently the Spainiard's national bar drink-of-choice is only a Sangria if you are a tourist in Spain. In Spain, they drink something called Cali-mocha which turns out to be half red-wine (Vino Tinto) and half cocacola. Absolutely bizarre.
Last night I went dancing in a club with many of the AIFS group that I had not previously comraderated with, and it was pretty fun. I just don't want to stay out late *Every-Single-Night* as they do. The night before, I went with my usual group of friends to a Salsa bar and spent about 2 hours dancing the Salsa with random Spaniards who figured out that they can get any American girl to dance with them if they actually know how to teach and lead. They take full advantaged of our romantasized ideals of Spainish dancing. (nevermind the fact that the Salsa is not even a Spanish dance!)
Today I'm planning to go explore some of the parks that are nothing compared to our parks. I will either find a spot to read or study grammer. Apparently the grading system here is fairly harsh, in that students aspire to get Cs.
Also, I'm a bit sick. My throat is still hoarse and I am conjested. If this is Swine Flu, then it's not a harsh case. I've had it for 3 days now, and I feel a bit better.
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