Since my last post it's been the typical weekend. Crappy food, evil Spaniards, went out to an Erasmus Party. It was at the Loft again. It's a small bar/club. Not even a club....just a few bars with some space to dance. But nobody dances - they just stand around and blow smoke in your face and stare when you do start dancing. They actually played some good American "ghetto tunes" at first and then it got a little to techno and people's feet were hurting and it was too crowded and blahddity blah, we left. It was kinda cool because it was their Halloween party and there were a lot of vampires, a clown and some slutty cats in the club.This morning I got up and went to the bus station to buy my ticket to Valencia. At least I think I bought it. I paid the lady and she gave me some piece of paper with the dates written on it and it said that I paid. I'll ask my profs about it on Monday and make sure I know what I'm doing when the day comes. After that I was walking around to find a certain store that I needed to visit. I walked a ways...not too far, and passed some beautiful parks and very nice part of town - San Mamés. I came close to finding it myself but had to ask for some directions. I went to the address and there was absolutely nothing there. I was a little depressed but ended up finding what I wanted elsewhere.
I also found a really cool store that was like a miniature Bed Bath & Beyond. I looked around because I saw some Christmas stuff in the window and I wanted to check for any
cool ornaments to bring home. Nope - nothing was even in Spanish. Lots of "Merry Christmas" and Santas everywhere. Funny thing is, they don't even really recognize Santa here. The celebrate something with the 3 kings or wise men and then there is Olentzero. He is the embarrassing, Spanish, drunk, dirty cousin of Santa that nobody wants to invite to family functions. We learned about him in Basque class when we covered mythical figures and such. He is specific to the Basque region and isn't really known throughout the rest of Spain. A coal miner that lives up in the mountains, Olentzero comes down the mountain and brings the kids toys. But it's no secret that he's kind of a crusty old dude who likes to drink a lot of whiskey. He's always pictured as a fat loser surrounded by alcohol. Sounds like my kind of gift-giver! I have yet to find a figurine of Old Ole.I bought a wine opener.
Afterward I came back to the dorm and actually had an edible lunch. (the food log will start tomorrow or Sunday.) Some kind of pork, french fries and egg rolls. Nice fried foods to clog my arteries and kill me any day now... I started working on my new resume and some cover letters for internships back home. UGH! It sucks, but must be done. But I listened to Christmas music while I did it, so it was slightly bearable. Molly my roommate came back today and we caught up over the bag of candy she brought me :)
For the evening we decided to forgo the fried ham and cheese monstrosity that is served up at least once a week and went out for Chinese food. It was really good! I had wonton soup and almond chicken and tried some crispy duck and sweet and sour chicken. All really delicious and very decently priced. A couple of girls went home but Leah and I decided to go to the movies. We had seen posters for the Michael Jackson documentary-style film "This is It" and decided we just had to see it. After a quick trip to the Ben & Jerry's at the mall we hit the mall theater (that had assigned seating....WHAT?!?!) And let me just tell you, any kind of fan - you gotta see this movie. Apparently it's only in theaters for 2 weeks but I assume it will come out on DVD eventually. You see him and all his peeps rehearsing and preparing for the major shows that he had planed for London. The songs were amazing, he danced great, sang great, and it would've been the show of a lifetime. The title of this post is in reference to a session the dancers had where they learned the signature crotch-grab and thrust move. The choreographers in this instance were women, so it was quite comical. We walked home talking about our favorite songs and imitating the great dance moves for all the curious Spaniards we passed.
¡AMAZING! Can't deny how much of a musical genius this man was. He changed almost every genre of music, dance, video, and inspired the world with his talent. The movie closed with:
Michael Jackson - El Rey de Pop (The King of Pop)
Indeed
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