Its been really nice having the apartment to myself so far. I think I've needed some time to myself to reflect or something...I've got a lot on my mind and its been absolutely wandering since we departed 2009.
So, what did I do this weekend so far? I figure I should just talk about something not stressful in my life...
Well, we had practice on Thursday night and its absolutely hilarious to think that half of the girls on the team actually talked more to Myles (Heather's brother) than to me in the month I've been playing with them. Ha! I have to take the high road in that area...I don't know why I let some of those ignorant girls get to me...its just been quite awhile since I had problems with really immature girls. This one girl Estella is just outright rude now. All she does is throw out blatant insults. She should be intimidated. I wouldn't want to mess with myself, Heather or Laura. I don't really want to talk about her though, no sense in letting that ruin the story. I didn't even mean to create a tone...I just wanted to let those feelings out.
Soooo after practice Myles was determined to see what the nightlife here in Cordoba was all about. So he somehow convinces me to come (and I didn't want him to go by himself) so we met up at Laura's piso and from there went to the Irish pub nearby Gran Vial for a drink. Then around 2 we decided to check out MoMa because Caitlyn has the hook-up on drinks from this one guy Sergio that she went out with a couple of times. Alas, he was not there but Laura worked her magic and we didn't have to pay for chupitos. Por favor, I wish I had never taken them (oops...more than one). Their idea of free shots for girls (slutty Erasmus students) are these sugary rummy shots....gnarly headache the next morning for sure. I made our bartender take a shot with us though to make up for giving us something that bad haha...
It was the typical music being played (except I am sorry to report that 'Single Ladies' was not heard once that night which is weird because the weekend before I managed to hear it played in 4 separate bars....que pena). So us three made our way to the other side of the pub because it was just a bunch of creepy guys staring and it was a bit awkward because let me explain the people of Cordoba that go out. They do not dance and they just like showing off the drink that they have bought in their hand. And I was completely taken aback when this woman grabs Laura and I and has us dancing with her girlfriends! And on top of that about 2 of them knew English (que raro!) Well, Myles establishes relations with one of the girls and proceeds to try and get my piso keys (riiiiiiiiight, like I'm going to get screwed out of the equation only to come home and have to buzz my way in at 5 in the morning when the Acosta's are leaving at 6 to catch a bus to Madrid..not kosh). So I wrote down specific directions to the apartment and made him give me some cab money for the cab that we were going to split later (hey, you leave me....you always pay).
UPDATE: Myles did in fact make it home and he was passed out solo (THANK JESUS (pronounced Hey-Zeus) !!!!) and was still in his clubbing clothes.
And in that moment Laura meets the only good-looking guy and hes dancing (BONUS) and we closed that place down around 4 and they got us to go to Underground and it was actually a lot of fun there. They were playing random music like from Rage Against the Machine...I can't help to throw down when their stuff comes on. Laura's new man friend Juan was trying to get me to be with his friend Javi and I just wasn't feeling it...he was too much the same height as me and was too much of a gentleman or something, I don't know. Oh, and when a girl dances with you don't skooch away. It's not an endearing quality, even if you're shy. Shoot, I'm like Prudence McPrude. I don't need competition batting for the other team with the same quality as me.
At 6 I made it back to the piso just as soon as the fam was getting up to leave for their trip to Madrid. Woke up with the spins and was utterly worthless until I decided to get up and go out with Jackie, Caitlyn and Laura (ohhhh and her man friend -- nothing serious for her, she has a boyfriend. And even though she had the 'I have a boyfriend' talk and the dude understand English more or less as they say...he didn't understand novio, or was pretending not too).
So as soon as I got on the bus after hanging with Jackie and Caitlyn, Oscar and his impeccable timing called me right after the girls got off on their stop to tell me that practice was canceled due to rain...ugh. So, I went home and started to get ready for Ana's Birthday celebration (a bit early but its because her real birthday is during the Puente...and no one is really around during Puente). Dinner was supposed to be at 10:30 (so of course I ate another dinner a bit earlier than that) and I tried about 6 banks on the way their to recharge my phone but I had no luck and was completely aggravated because...let's face it, you are naked without your cellular technology. Oh, and when you are trying to figure out where everyone is and you've been in the restaurant waiting for them for 30 minutes and there is no sight of anyone. So after I went to the bottom floor of the restaurant Moriles (or as I so cleverly dubbed it, 'Stand-By') and made a fool of myself (because apparently when you say, 'tienes una fiesta para isabel o ana' that is soooo funny [fiesta over here literally translates to --- woohoo party yea man!!!!! --- when all I meant was reservation]. Well, I walked out and said screw it and started walking about around 11:00 and only to see the birthday girl in the Moriles (stand-by #2) woo!
I met Gema and her boyfriend, saw Manolo (crazy Asturian guy I work with) and Isabel and Juana (Isa's mom) were there and so was Juan (who I haven't really talked to since Thanksgiving when he invited himself to it and then proceeded to insult our American dishes -- what kind of fool thinks that we eat hot dogs, hamburgers and pizza on this delicious holiday??? He's an ignoramus).
I was nodding off during dinner, as I had gotten home at 6 in the morning and woke up at 10 and didn't take my siesta (I really need to take advantage of those more often) but I was somehow convinced to go to this pub right on the corner (which ironically I had asked Laura's man friend what he had thought of it because it looked really cool and he was it was actually the complete opposite and so I told myself that I would not go in there...only to go there a few short hours later ha...por supuesto). Again, I began falling asleep right there on the dance floor and then the DJ played Gloria Gaynor and was kind of weirded out...he was having a disco attack and proceeded to play some more mad old music...obviously he was being selective with a mature age demographic. I never wanted to go to bed more when I got in at 3.
Today, I didn't really want to do much of anything. I got to Jackie and Caitlyn's and I made us some pancakes and it was amazing. I felt like I was at home...I miss Mom's syrup...she makes a fruity one. And then we watched a movie and then made Mexican food which bizarrely tasted like barbeque. I then went for a frigid run in case I don't get any playing time tomorrow in the game.
Can't wait to report about the game tomorrow. I'm sure it will be a doosey. Oh, and I've been invited to Natasha's for a single ladies dinner...I don't particularly like labels. I'm also not upset that its Valentine's Day and I'm single. I've said it before and I'll now put it here...if you cannot appreciate your spouse on any other day than this materialistic excuse for a to celebrate your love and affection for your love then, I feel bad for you. But if you want to just boost the economy, well then I'm all for it. I'll buy some Hershey's to help a country out. I'm excited, there will be hummus!
Well, I'm off to bed. Ciao!
