Yesterday was my roommate Kim's 20th birthday, so we got up early and went for a run together. It was nice to have company while running, but I really think I like running alone better. Its my own time to think things through and cruise wherever I want to go, so having another person with me makes it a bit less peaceful.
My first class was Comparative Political Institutions: Spain v. US, and I got in! UNfortunately the meeting time, 1:15-2:45, makes going home for lunch and going back to school for the next class a little bit of a fire drill. However, this is the class that I wanted to get into, and I really liked what I saw yesterday, so I'm going to take it.
My second class was Spanish Music Appreciation, which meets from 4:00 to 5:30, and just like the first two times, I really enjoyed the professor. We also got our class CD's to start learning music from. As part of the exams, we have to be able to identify certain songs and be able to contextualize them in an essay. I was glad to be able to upload the tracks on my iPod so I can start memorizing.
After class, Kim and I met up with Yanet and Stephanie and Kim's friend Adam at a café a few minutes away from our house. We had coffee and just hung out and chatted for a while before going to our first real Sevillanas dance class at 8. The class itself was fun, but it also made me realize a few things: one, I'm so uncoordinated and clumsy; two, I have to put my arms out to balance when they're supposed to be on my hips, because; three, I am shaped like a toothpick. It was fun, but it is most certainly going to be a challenge to learn how to move like a real Sevillanas dancer. I just hope we don't have a performance at the end of the semester.
After dinner a bunch of us met up on the Plaza de las Tendillas, the main plaza in Córdoba, so go out to dinner to celebrate Kim's birthday. Both Kim and I were under the impression that we were going to go to a real restaurant, but we ended up going back to Cien Montaditos, the same place we went last Wednesday night. Its great because everything is 1 Euro, but it also means the place is mobbed and it takes forever to get the miniature-sized food. I was hungry, but pretty much the only thing that has no meat was olives. I got my olives, which came with a free beer, and enjoyed a bit of both, but I just felt crappy. I needed real food after running 6 miles and going to a dance class. Also, the street was absolutely packed with you people since all the students are back. Usually situations like these don't really bother me, but there was hardly any standing room outside, and certainly no place to sit. I felt badly, but I left my nearly full olive tray and beer and apologized to Kim and left. I had to go get real food, and just felt put-off by the entire situation. We're going out to clubs tonight (maybe, I'll see how I feel), so its not like I missed out on a ton.
By this point it was also past 11, so while walking home the only places that were open for food, aside from sit-down restaurants and tapas, were ice cream shops. Thus, for dinner I had a big bowl of frozen yogurt and a piece of bread when I walked in the door. I think my bad mood was a combination of being over-tired, still adjusting to the new routine/homesickness, and being absolutely starving. I went right to sleep and just woke up a little while ago, which means I slept over 10 hours. I think the last time I slept so much was in Maine. I feel better now, and I'm having some real breakfast here at the kitchen table before I go out for a run. We'll see what ends up happening later on, but I know that I certainly wouldn't be opposed to another good night's sleep. I'd rather have another arriba (up) day instead of an abajo (down) struggle.
Update: just got back from a run and Packi handed me the front section of the Cordoba newspaper from last week. Preshco made the front page of the living section, as did a picture of me and Bernadette listening to the speeches- how hilarious!
Sorry about the quality of the image- its the only version I could find online. Here is a photo of my copy of the newspaper:
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