This week, it hit me how fast the semester is going to go by. I only have eight more weeks of school and two weeks of break. Besides the two long breaks, I have two other weekends that I have nothing planned for yet, and so many places I want to go to (and of course these weekends are the ones before midterm and finals). So I've had to figure out the most important things I want to do and who else also wants to do those things. Easier said than done. I usually end up searching for different flight prices and staring at them all night until I fall asleep. And it especially doesn't help that I'm so freaking indecisive. I didn't even decide what I was going to do after the ISA trip to Málaga until the day of.
Other than our excursion that was included with our program, the rest of the week was pretty mundane. But speaking of Málaga... We had a great trip! ISA has excursions planned for us students throughout the semester that are covered by our tuition (so almost free, right?), and this past weekend's trip was to a city on the southern coast of Spain, a 3 hour bus ride from Sevilla. I think between the early wake-up call, my usual sleep-deprivation, sleepy bus ride, and gloomy weather, I didn't enjoy the tour as much as I would have otherwise. Don't get me wrong; Málaga is a beautiful city, and we got to take a walking tour and visit the Picasso Museum. I was just kind of out it. In fact, Málaga strangely reminded me of California with its beaches and touristy and expensive stores and restaurants everywhere.
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| Amigas en Málaga |
As previously mentioned, I just decided at 8am Friday morning that I would join a group of 6 other friends and stay overnight in Málaga in a hostel. Since I had never stayed in a hostel before, I didn't really know what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised. The place was very and modern, and we met so many nice people there from all over the world. We spent most of that night hanging out there where they had their own cute little rooftop bar and chatting with so many interesting people.
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| El azotea del hostal |
On Saturday, we had an even better day. We made our way to the beach where we hung out for a while. We walked back up the pier for a nice lunch, gelato, and shopping. It was just a beautiful day and the people we were with were super fun, so it was just an overall great time. In the afternoon, we made our way to check out of our hostel and to catch a train back to Sevilla. We realized we had fifteen minutes to get from our hostel to the train station, so we were running frantically throughout the city, asking random people for directions. Four of my friends were able to find a taxi, but Jessica and I were left to run the whole way there. We somehow made it their first and got on the train with two minutes to spare, but two other friends didn’t even make the train.
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| Yes, we dressed up for the beach |
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| Playa de Malagueta |
Sunday was a lazy day. I stayed home to relax for most of the day, but in the late afternoon I decided to do a little bit of exploring in the city center. I was hoping to get some shopping done, but unlike in the United States, there is absolutely nothing open on Sundays. So I just wandered around for a while until it was time to go home for our usual 9:00 dinner with the family. But I enjoyed being able to relax for the day because between school and weekend trips, I know I won’t be able to get a lot of time to be lazy. But that’s not a completely bad thing…
Hasta la próxima semana!
~Erynn
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