Birthdays and Discos

Yesterday I did a whole lot of nothing. Then in the evening around 10 I went over to Amanda's for her brother's birthday party. 18th birthday parties are just a little bit different here than in the US. And by a little bit, I mean a lot. First off, it's a boy's party, so his only friends that came were boys. His sister's had one girl friend with them. There was family and then a few Americans and mi hermano. We literally sat around a table, ate tapas and talked. Then all the kids went to play futbolin, ping pong and basketball. Then we all sat back around the table for cake. Amanda's dad went and cut roses from his garden and gave them to each girl there. We all put them behind our ears. He kept telling me I was the most beautiful because I am so tan. The people here are obsessed with the fact that my skin is a darker color and my hair is not black. But anyways, it was fun, and once again I love the people here.

After we left Amanda's house we went out to botellon (yes, it happens every Saturday). I wish American's did that. I guess it's the equivalent to a house party where everyone stands in the yard because no one has yards here. Except way better. Then after botellon we went over to the discoteca and got our dance on til 6:30 in the morning. Like literally, the sun was starting to rise. Also, I still can't get over how they dance here. If you ever go out with me, at some point I will bust out the Spanish disco dances. In that case, do not walk away from me. It's like salsa and hip hop had a baby. Sometimes it's just plain salsa. Like I salsa-ed with mi hermano in the disco. Sounds absolutely bizarre to anyone not from Spain. Salsa is a fancy dance but it's also part of the culture. Then this morning mi madre woke us up at 9:45 because she had gotten churros and you have to eat them while they're hot. So I've had a nice little nap. Siesta will be wonderful later. I also have to pack my things. I can't believe this is the last day in Ubeda. 3 weeks went by faster than I ever imagined they would.

I'm not really sure what today has in store but I'm gonna try to make the best of it because literally I don't know if I'll ever be back. It's crazy how some people get put in your life for only a short amount of time but they've influenced it so much. I don't know if I'll ever see any of these people again. I want to, but having a reality check with myself, I know I won't. I say I'll keep in touch with people, and maybe at first I will, but it's literally two separate worlds. But if any of my Spanish friends ever get the opportunity to come the US and actually make it, you bet my house is open to them.