el tiempo vuela

sometimes erica and i feel like perry and mariolas children. last night they took us to see a movie kind of on the outskirts of granada, so mariola drove. this movie theater was crazy, so different. we got our tickets then went through and we were definitely standing in a candy store. just candy everywhere, and popcorn and bags of chips, everything you could ever want to eat in a movie theater. so mariola went around and came back with a giant thing of popcorn, two giant sodas, three bags of candy and a bag of chips. and so we tried to help her pay and she said no, in spain i pay for this, then you invite me for a beer afterwards. haha. so we go into the movie theater and its HUGE! at very least 600 seats in the theater and mariola said it was the smallest theater. what?! the normal theaters are three times the size of this one. could you imagine watching a movie with almost 2000 people?? and! we had assigned seating! even though not nearly every seat was filled, we had to sit in the seat that was on our ticket. so different. i bet when the spaniards go to the states they are so confused. also mariola told us that that its normal for the spaniards to go to movies once a week. hmmm
so afterwards we 'invited' them for a beer ha. we had a lot of fun, and both mariola and perry said several times throughout the night that they wish they could meet my parents! and i wish that everyone important in my life could meet them too, definitely two of my favorite people in the world. ive learned more from my intercambio with perry than i did in any of my classes here.
side note..its funny to hear the english phrases perry is picking up. i say 'so good' all the time and i never realized it until perry started saying it, everything in the world is 'so good' to perry. ha
mariola told me last night that my mother has nothing to worry about because she is taking good care of me
heres an everything happens for a reason story. when i went to portugal erica was supposed to come with. then last minutely she decided not to go because her credit card stopped working and it would have been a hassle not having her money basically. so that weekend was the weekend she met perry and mariola, if her card would have worked, she would have went to portugal, she wouldnt have met perry or mariola, and i would not have met perry or mariola. so thank you ericas bank for not letting her card work the day before we left for portugal :)

this morning we got up and our senora told us our host sister bought liz and i churros for breakfast because its our last sunday en casa. and then our senora started crying because she doesnt want us to leave. bleehhhhh this is the weirdest feeling in the world.

heres the eiffel tower

Big Ben!

Granada, Spain