Episode 22, 6/19/09-6/21/09 – Granada: the End of the Beginning is the End.

Our last excursion of the summer was sort of like the End of the Beginning is the End (yes, like Smashing Pumpkins). We went to Granada, a small, interesting sort of city that wields massive Moorish influences from way back when it was the last stronghold of Islam and before Ferdinand and Isabella decided that Islam was uncool. In any case, it was a very bittersweet time for everyone in the sense that we were definitely ready to go home, but still wanting some last extra fun time in Spain. We traveled there by bus, yet again, and stayed for two days, which left me feeling like I had adequately explored everything it had to offer.

We stayed at this little hotel that gave me memories of California. There was a little veranda outside of our room, the kind that you could sit all day and watch the world pass by. It’s the kind that I’m sure fascinated writers like Steinbeck. Sadly, I did no serious writing there. I stayed with Nick and David…naturally meaning that our trip was filled with fun oddities like examining the lyrical structures of LFO and their failure at making good raps. I got in the hotel and went swimming in my shorts, neglecting to bring along swimtrunks. It was cold (believe it or not, in the 100+ degree heat), but refreshing.

First stop was the Cathedral at Granada. Not my absolute favorite Cathedral (Toledo is still da bomb), but it was certainly interesting. It’s very white inside and very Baroque. And as people know, Baroque is not my fav. It was visually stunning, but lacked a lot of the cool artistic and funky detailing that the Cathedral at Seville and the mosque at Cordoba have. I won’t really go on because I can’t say much more… Oh wait, I will say that it did at least contain some cool pieces of art that we had been studying, notably a small single-block statue of the Virgin Mary that is cool and extra-virgin and all that.

Next stop: DEAD BODIES MWUAHAHAHAHAH!...No, really. The corpses of the famous and very cool Reyes Catolicos, Ferdinand and Isabella. Oh, and Juana La Loca and Felipe El Hermoso too, if you call within the next five minutes. For only two easy payments of 19.95, we got to see the Capilla Real (Royal Chapel) which contains the sepulchers of these famous Spaniards. It was super well decorated and very cool. We even got to descend into the crypt and see the coffins! Very metal! In other news: ancient Spaniards were short. They made me feel like a giant. I wonder how Nick would have held up in the Middle Ages….

We got some free time after that, so I went shopping with my harem of girls (so to speak). In the kitchy touristy shops we found Arabic teas, teapots, silks, fans, 365 sex positions calendars, and even keychains! The girls loaded up. I bought nothing: as there was no FNAC. Afterwards, I went back to the hotel, chatted with the tios a bit (my roommates, rather) and went up for dinner, which was a nice meal prepared by the hotel.

After dinner, it’s apparently a tradition to climb up to el Mirador de San Nicolas (if I remember right), which is a point overlooking most of Granada. The climb up to said point, however, is arduous. After huffing and puffing and blowing down many houses, we finally reached the top and played Japanese tourist a little and took lots of fun pictures. It was a great view. I’ll attach pictures to illustrate. After that, most people went to a discoteque, but apparently I didn’t get the memo about bringing nice clothes, so I went with Stephanie, Rachel, Frenchie (aka Benjamin, who had followed? us to Granada), and Holli out to a VERY cool Arabian tea parlor for some kick-butt tea! I ordered “Mil y una noches” which is 1001 nights, off of the classic tale concerning Scheherazade. It tasted like 1001 nights indeed. The whole experience was easily one of the most authentic and fascinating experiences I have been to in Spain thus far. It made the trip to Granada more than worth it. That was it for day one, but since little happened on day two, I’ll keep both in the same blog post.

I woke up early and Nick, Dave and I all went to get some breakfast in the hotel. We stocked up on biscuits/muffins for later and joined the group for the Alhambra, which is the big ass fort that the Muslims built to protect Granada from those shenaniganzing Christians. It was pretty interesting and well preserved, relatively. I think I’m biased towards Sevilla’s Real Alcazares in terms of coolness, though. At least the Alhambra had some great views and cool architecture. Again, pictures tell a thousand words in this instance. We left for Sevilla, stopped for lunch at this strip mall. 90% of it, not surprisingly (DAMMIT), was closed on Sunday (thank you Catholicism). We got RIPPED OFF at this damn Italian place, which put me in a severely bad mood. WTF kind of a restaurant makes you pay for pasta sauce as an EXTRA condiment??? Seriously folks, that kind of shit is just whack. After sulking and trying to get some sleep on the way back, we finally got back to Sevilla, where I finished a paper and studied for exams. Like I said before, the End of the Beginning is the End.