The Discovery of Piola

Monday February 18, 2008

Class wasn’t too bad today. I had a group speech in my Culture class, which went well or well enough. I can’t believe that we are almost to Midterms here, its crazy how the time has flown. Although, there are some days that never end, and some that feel like they never even began. Overall, the highlight of today was finding our way to La Plaza de Armas and buying tickets for the bus to Madrid on Thursday night. We are taking a flight out of Madrid (there aren’t any flights out of Sevilla) for our trip to Paris this weekend. We found our way, as well as the tickets, successfully so it was a good adventure. We found out that there is a strike in one, if not more, of the airports in Paris. This information is not exactly the thing that you want to hear three days before you leave for France. Nonetheless we booked the tickets Madrid, and at least we are getting that far on Thursday. After returning home I did a lot of history homework and studying, and now I think I’m going crazy (if I wasn’t already before). I needed to get out of the room so Sam and I decided to try a new bar to study at. We went to “Piola” which is in La Alameda, very close to our house. I decided that it is my favorite bar so far because it is clean, has pink wine, is close, and I like the atmosphere because it is good to study in. Also, Jack Johnson and Dave Mathews were the sounds calmly coming from the stereo, which never is a bad thing. After returning home from the bar we had dinner and then it started to pour. Encarna said that it never rains here and it is crazy that it has rained two times this week already.  Well, I’m off to study more about the Republic in Spain…what a joy. If this history test tomorrow doesn’t kill me, I don’t know what will.