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Published: July 14th 2014
So I have a bit of an ant problem in my kitchen and it's driving me crazy. I think they're attracted to the heat and the crumbs from my breakfast pastries. I'm also on the hunt for trash bins where I can throw away my garbage in hopes of clearing out the ants as well as deodorant because I ran out and had to make my own this afternoon. All I could find in stores was deodorant in an aerosol spray can and the environmentally conscious Courtney wont allow for it. Besides, it reminds me of my grandma.
On a separate note, let me recap the last few days. Yesterday was lovely and turned out to be the perfect beach day. Pablo swung by to pick me up around 1:30 pm and we headed to Nerja, a beach about an hour away in Malaga. It was breathtaking! We were pretty hungry when we arrived and even more so by the time we found parking. We found this great restaurant that had a table available on the balcony--overlooking the beach. The beach was absolutely crowded and looked like a postcard with all of the colorful towels and beach umbrellas.
There were also people kayaking and parasailing in the distance. From the balcony where we sat, we could see deep into the crystal blue water (No photos--sorry!) I've come to realize that on this trip I've really been taking everything in and am trying to really live in the moment. Sometimes I don't have my camera on me and sometimes, I really just forget. In any case, I ordered a tortilla Espanola (which is an egg & potato dish--sort of like a quiche although more dense & very delicious) and we shared gambas en pil pil (which were basically sautéed shrimp in a garlicky tomato sauce). I'm not shy. I even dunked my bread in the sauce. Who cares if I had to wear a bathing suit!
After lunch we headed down to the beach & I was eager to run into the water. It was colder than I remember the Mediterranean to be, although much more pleasant than swimming in the Pacific. I dived right in and it felt so refreshing! Of course Pablo wouldn't dare wet his hair and I didn't bring a brush so my fishtail braid looked like one giant dreadlocks the rest
of the day. We hung out on the beach for a good three hours or so and then it started clearing out as people were headed home and to their hotels to get ready for the rest of their evenings. We decided we'd head out since traffic would be pretty bad with everyone headed back to Granada from the beach. I'm really enjoying my friendship with Pablo and although he's younger than I, he's wise and very easy to communicate with. We talk about politics and the economy, and yoga, and food...and it's lovely--but still just friends people. Which by the way, I did snap a photo of young Pablo but it's on my camera--so posting it will have to wait. I think he was really flattered that I wanted a photo of him.
Tonight I just returned from La Cueva de La Rocio--where I saw the live flamenco show inside a cave. The narrow cave filled up quickly between the two bus loads of Chinese tourists and myself. The host thought it was hilarious that I was the only non-Chinese tourist in the audience of this show. It was spectacular. The dancers were so talented and
the guitarists and vocalists were amazing. At the end of the show, the dancers asked a few audience members to dance. This was quite the site to see! I volunteered and I think I totally rocked it! I kid...but really, here's a funny story. When I was in college, I took a flamenco class and my teacher was extremely self-centered and spent most of the class dancing and showing off her moves instead of teaching. So any opportunity I got to dance, I really went all out. She hated me for being so dramatic but I think flamenco is dramatic & I felt the need to showcase my moves any chance I got since our floor time was so limited. I'm seriously considering getting back into it. Is 31 too old to get back in the game?
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