These past three days have flown by and I’m convinced it’s because our trip is coming to an end.
Sunday was a 12 hour travel day. We flew from Marrakech to Madrid and then to Barcelona. I was very sad to leave Marrakech, a reaction I didn’t expect myself I have since I was so skeptical coming into the city. I made a lot of memories there and experienced a culture that I may never get to so personally again.
We arrived around 10:30 p.m. to our hotel. Our hotel is the cutest thing; it is run by a family and in a residential building that also serves as a music school. It feels very much like a home, with a sofa and living space where we can all hang out. The rooms are bright and cheery, and I even get to finish out the trip having my own room…peaceful sleeping on my end with no roosters or cats to wake me up at the crack of dawn as the did in Marrakech.
Monday was a gorgeous, sunny day that was pretty loose schedule wise. We just had a few buildings to see and the rest of the day was ours (sadly spent working on our final essay for the class). However, Sunday night was the highlight of the day. Five of us girls went to the FC Barcelona soccer game at Camp Nou. It was a night game which made it even cooler. After playing soccer my whole life and having it occupy every spare moment, it was an awesome experience. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the feeling I had walking up the steps and looking over the railing to see the stadium…I was speechless. Our seats were in the nosebleeds, but I’m convinced we had the best view in the house ;). They played Malaga, which was a team of a much lower caliber and won 3-0, but the atmosphere and the fans were incredible. Most of the game they were doing chants and singing songs. Though we couldn’t understand them, it was still a lot of fun. The avid fans sitting behind and in front of us also kept it entertaining.
I woke up very tired this morning, but kept reminding myself that it was worth it to get home late from the game. Today, we took the train to a small city near Barcelona called Girona. There, we were introduced to two Luther grads who are married and currently live there. Neither of them had a Spanish background (language wise) but we’re brought to Europe because Matthew was offered a contract with a professional cycling team. They showed us around the city and we walked a lot, seeing more greenery and more of a countryside than Barcelona and even Granada. However, the weather was less than spectacular. Unfortunately we left Barcelona on another gorgeous day and walked in the cold rain, thunder and lightening. I think the rain follows us…..
Though the weather was less than perfect, it was a very picturesque town and it was fun to talk to Luther grads and learn about what they’re doing with their life after Luther.
We caught the train back home and are now all working on our essays, studying for the final (which is tomorrow…eek!) or resting. We are at the point in this trip where everyone is exhausted and more than ready to be home. Sickness has also struck the group, so it is fortunate, yet heartbreaking that we are already leaving on Wednesday.
I hope everyone at home is staying warm and safe. I am not prepared for wintery weather yet…wish me luck!