Schwarma, will you be my burrito?

So its been a long week here in Granada awaiting the ILP program but it has been a good week also. Mostly I walked around the city and explored different areas. I have yet to visit the Alhambra because it is the peak time for tourist season here. This means that if I wanted to go visit the Alhambra now I would need to wake up t about 530, head over the the ticket office, wait in the lone that has formed by 6AM, and wait until 8 when the tickets go on sale for the day. After that, if I would be lucky enough to get the first tickets, I would stat my tour an hour later at 9 when the Alhambra opens. Yes, ridicuouls, I know so I have elected to wait until later in the year, winter perhaps, when there are no tourists and I wont have to wake up at an ungodly period of the morning just to wait for another 4 hours. I also bought Entrevista con el vampiro since I have neither read it nor seen the movie and I should start practicing Spanish in ways other than ordering food and asking directions.

I was approached one day by foreigners and they asked me for directions to the Alhambra in their very bad Spanish accent when I was down by Plaza Isabel la Catolica. Why me? I don’t look like I speak Spanish, I don’t think I look like a Granadino, and Im pretty sure they came up to me while Emmy and I were speaking in English – kind of a giveaway that we´re not locals. Basically I pointed in the wrong direction and told them – allí

I started a book called Perfume which I thought was related to the movie about a crazy man who tries to make perfumes out of women he abducts because he has an incredible sense of smell. So far he´s only been severely disfigured by diseases and strangled one girl. Im already halfway through the book and its disappointing. I hope he starts going crazier soon.

I got to make my own food! Since the hostal has its own kitchen and fridge Emmy and I made pasta. Lots of it. AND WITHOUT TUNA IN THE SAUCE!!! Anyone who was in Cádiz last month will understand that sentiment. Also, I have found my new burrito! Some of you may know how big of a fan I am of the burritos back in California and it is one of the greatest disappointments as pointed out by Hoda in another of my blog entries that burritos don’t really exist here. So, par recommendation of Hoda I had a schwarma. These delectable burrito-esque foods are delicioso. Ill spare you from a description of their creamy sauces and warm crunchy wrap with various stuffings but in conclusion, they are close enough to burritos in structure and enjoyableness that I am comforted. (p.s. you should all eat a burrito in honor of burrito lovers living in Spain. We miss them.)