A typical day in Cordoba

I figured you guys would want to know what I did in Cordoba on days I'm not traveling.





11am(at the earliest, this is Spain)
Wake up, stretch and go for a run through the old & winding streets.
Alright we all know this is a lie, but I did it once, so it counts. I met this great old man who couldn't understand my name was Kim,

"Hola Guapa! Como se llama"

"Kim"

"Que? Me llamo Fernando...Como se llama?"

"Senor me llamo Kim"

"No, no, no...se llama Jaqeline? Maria? Laura?"

"Kim, me llama Kimberly"

Convo then turns to him talking about his dog that is crazy for birds and he leaves but not before telling me I was very beautiful, thanks slightly creepy old man :)



1pm-

Shower, I almost found out the hard way that I can't use my hairdrier here, because of the higher voltage in the outlets here my hairdrier shoots sparks at me, almost had a Michael Jackson moment. Then its time to eat lunch. Probably also have to buzz up Eu, Rob's rommate, for some reason he has a key to the apartment but not for the bulding. I usually make something easy like a oil and vinegar salad, gouda, salcichon, crackers etc. I usually don't have to fight for space in the tiny kitchen both of Rob's roommates, Eu and Kurro, eat precooked meals their moms cook, freeze and label for them. I can't speak much Spanish, but I still manage to make fun of them for being momma's boys. They go to their pueblo every weekend to get more frozen homecooked meals and have their laundry done. I've been told almost all Spainsh boys are like this and some mom's even go to their son's apartments to clean every week, Dios Mio!



3pm-

Do dishes by hand, I am yet to see a dishwasher here. This brings me to the next task of the day, laundry. There is a tiny washing machine that doesn't always like to get all the soap out of our clothes but its better than nothing. Also, driers are a rarity in southern Spain, so I have to get creative on finding places to hang clothes to dry once the shower, balcony and ironing board are filled. Then it is time for the best part of the day, SIESTA! Yes at this point I have been awake for less than six hours, but if everyone else is taking a nap then so am I!



5pm-9pm

Rob goes to work at the Language Institute. This is when I attempt to blog, upload pictures and email people. I also have conversations with the roomies, they alway wind up being interesting because of the HUGE language barrier. They were shocked that we normally eat lunch at 12 and dinner at 6pm. And Kurro tried explaining to me about his "novia" that wasn't really his "novia" if you catch my drift, great convo. I get to teach them English words and phrases, like what a food coma is or how it is more common to greet people with a hug then a kiss on each cheeck. Then I end up making dinner (or wait for Rob to get home and have him cook dinner,) Kabobs, Biscuits and Gravy, sausage, hasbrowns, pasta and homemade sauce or other random stuff. We don't have an oven so the biscuits were interesting to make. Some nights we go out for tapas and cervezas at this tapas bar called Moriles, believe it or not 10pm is the normal let's grab dinner hour here.



After dinner we usually watch terrible Spanish TV with either Rob's or his friend's Spanish rommies. There is a show called "Homiguerros" that has a few hosts and these large ant muppets. They have Spanish celebrities on and make them do ridiculous things after interviewing them like smoking a cigarette with their foot, or singing a made up rap song to an Eminem track.


Then we plan out our weekend travels, watch some tv in english online and pass out around 3am usually. Some days I throw in shopping at the little boutiques here. We usually go to the supermarket, Mercadona, everyday too. They have most normal things a Jewel has, just less variety, the backround music also has little variety, they play "its raining men" and the mercadona theme song which will be forever engrained in my mind. Best things to buy a mercadona, a fresh loaf of french bread for 70 cents, Spanish coke is amazing here, and the cured ham. Spanish McDonalds are also one of the best things I've encountered. You can buy beer there, and get an icecream sugar cone with a kitkat in the top!



my life in Cordoba...muy bien