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Monday, 7 February 2011

Friday January 28-Saturday 29


I'm skipping Thursday because nothing entertaining happened that day.
Friday I took my exam and did well on the random listening, reading, and speaking parts but I still have no idea how I did on the huge grammar part of the test. I don't know if I will know how I did because they didn't give us a way to check our grades, but I'm assuming I passed! Maggie and I came home and rested a little and then packed for our trip. We hauled ourselves to the train station and made our way to Malaga (a beach town 2 hours south of Granada) by bus. The bus got super hot and my ears kept popping afterward. We took a taxi to our hostel. It was pretty creepy and the owner really creeped us out, but that's expected of a hostel. The whole experience was pretty shady but luckily it was quiet. We got up at 3am to take the same taxi. Maggie forgot her glasses but luckily she remembered it while we were still in the taxi and we turned around to get them. She had to call the hostel to be let back it. Then back again to the airport. We flew safely into Munich and had to take an hour bus ride to our hotel. Then took another underground bus to get nearer to our hotel and then we finally made it. It was a rude awakening of snow and wind since we had been used to the Granada weather and had left our Illinois winter clothes in Illinois.
We found a nice pastry and sandwich shop and got something to eat, and then took a long nap in our great hotel. Then we got up and went to a nice Italian restaurant that turned out to be a slightly difficult experience due to the language barrier but we made it through. It was a candle lit restaurant with a nice atmosphere. Maggie and I joked about how it was our first romantic dinner of the trip. We were confused and though we were going to get charged extra for not making a reservation because the waiter wrote down a number on a piece of paper and set it on our table. But I just hid the paper and luckily it had meant nothing... I think. We had some good pasta and wine and left for an early night to get everything ready for the next day.

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