Mad City

This weekend started out interestingly enough Thursday night when I went out with my friends Ellyn and Jim to this awesome bar we had heard about. When we got there we realized that everyone except for us was wearing one of these adorable felt flower pins. Jealously we demanded one from the poor bartender, who told us it was this girl's birthday party. This girl, Alicia, turns out to be completely awesome, and she and her friends showered us with lots of champagne and Spanish practice. It was such a chill night and felt like I was just another Toledana. I also like when we can speak Spanish with local people in non-academic places like bars. We all agreed to meet for coffee at some point soon. 

Saturday we all went to Madrid and I meet up with Ellyn and her family for drinks and tapas. Her dad did not cease to be amazed by the fact that the city comes alive when the sun goes down, calling it "kind of like a clean and less stinky Mexico." I love Madrid. Later that night we met up with some ND friends and somehow got suckered into going to Kapital, this insane 7-level club. I have now not been there just 2 or three times, but FIVE. I thought I had said goodbye to that place in October. Now I officially declare I will never go back to that place. Usually a good time, but it is time to move on. I came home today in hopes of getting some homework done and then going running, but my host dad just fixed my shower and I have to wait until tonight. Oh well. Basically a month?! whhat