March 2011
4 posts
Better late than never
This post has now been eaten twice due to poor internet connection. I am not a big fan of excuses so I apologize for not making it happen sooner anyway. Should have had this up Monday at the latest. Anyway, as you have probably already noticed, I am going with a little different format for this post. That is because this is the prologue to the much anticipated picture post! Over the next couple...
Took my time with this one
(This should have been put up yesterday but my computer snacked on the first half that I wrote earlier so I am starting from scratch again this morning.)
On Tuesday, I went down to play some basketball at the lovely cobblestone courts across the street from the University of Granada. It was one of the better runs I have had down there, and some solid players showed up. I was fortunate enough to...
February 2011
3 posts
Zona...seriously?
Yesterday, I met a really cool Spanish guy that works at a cafe I frequent. I had seen this dude before, but never took the time to talk to him. Turns out I probably should have. This guy, who guys by Nano, was blasting some pretty cool hip hop in the cafe. It was slow, so I take it he was enjoying the downtime. I started chatting Nano up about hip hop, and the guy knew his stuff. He had a taste...
Super Bowl Monday
Today I walked home from class with a couple friends. Shortly before meeting them I purchased a pastry and orange juice to hold me over until lunch (Spaniards are not to big on breakfast). While waiting to cross the street, an older man approached, and proceeded to wait directly to my left. In Spanish with a thick accent, he explained (I will translate as best I can) “Juice is not good, it...
1 week
I recently had a solid discussion with young Spaniard about hip hop. He was into so really intellectual underground groups, some of which I had heard of, like Jedi Mind Tricks and Immortal Technique, and some of which I had not. He proceeded to explain that he was not as into the mainstream hip hop scene. As he explained “the gangsters, the money, es tonto en Granada, (its stupid in granada,...
January 2011
2 posts
real tired
I was fortunate enough to sit next to a Spaniard on my flight from Philadelphia to Madrid. His name was Carlos, and he was only a few years older than me, so I chatted him up about typical young guy stuff, you know, like sports, girls, and brew. We were talking about the different ethnic groups and Spain, and the conversation drifted towards discussing gypsies. He told me, in strong but imperfect...
headed for the continent
The other day in church, an elderly gentleman shook my hand, and asked “Can I use you on the foredeck?” I looked at him, very confused, but he was unfazed. Continuing to shake my hand, he exclaimed “You’re beautiful.” We finished our handshake, I smiled and thanked the man, and continued with mass. Upon turning around, I heard the man say “Oh my stars.”
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