Lazysaurus

This past week I've been extreeeemly lazy. And unfortunately I still am. So not only do you get a late post, but a pretty lame one.

No duh, this past week was Thanksgiving. There were plenty of other people who were much more bent up about than I was, but needless to say I was missing my friends, family and food. It was definitely after last Thursday that I knew I was ready to head home. Or at least get out of this precipice of the hellhole that can be Bilbao. We didn't have to eat crappy dorm food for the grand old Turkey day, though. The school organized for us (all of the American students) to eat at a hotel that served some more normal food. Although, I think the Spaniards believe that we are obsessed with pumpkins...Menu: 1st course - pumpkin soup. 2nd course - stuffed turkey. 3rd course - pumpkin bread.

It was all pretty good though. The turkey literally was stuffed - like little nuts and berries inside the meat. The sauce was even sweet! But like I said, very good.

That night there was an Erasmus party (as per every Thursday). This one was at Sala VIP, our favorite club so we headed there after the dinner. Who would've thought that I'd be clubbing on Thanksgiving??? I guess that was one perk of it not being an important holiday in Spain. I ended up staying until about 2:30 so I got some good dancing in to work off my food. Though it was nothing in comparison to all the good food I could've had at home. I think my stomach is slowly stretching back out, but there are several impediments to eating a lot of good food here. One - good food does not exist. Two - if one is to find good food, it costs money cuz it sure isn't coming from the dorm. Three - the aforementioned "good food" is hard to eat in large amounts because the prior lack of eating has shrunk the stomach.

Friday was a whole lot of nothing. Literally.

On Saturday morning Molly and I went to a market and picked up a few gifts for people and just to look around. We thought about hitting up a comic book festival to check out the freaks, but we didn't quite make that happen. Of course when we get back there is a dish for lunch that we enjoy - roasted chicken but there is only one piece left so we split it. The lady tried to get me to eat some of the many seafood mysteries they were also serving up that day but I declined. That evening we went bar hopping in Casco Viejo and I ate my weight in Pizza.

Nothing exciting that I care to elaborate any more on I guess. I'll be in the south of Spain for the long weekend here (Dec 4-8) and after that, 2 more days of classes and then finals. OH ME, OH MY!!!