Grande Coffee, por favor?

Granada Train Tracks at Dusk

Last night, I explored Granada a bit, but it was getting dark and I was alone and did NOT want to get lost. The language barrier is beginning to get to me. Even though I am surrounded by people, I can't understand what they are saying and can't partake in the conversations. This morning, I did go for un cafe con leche (oh how I miss my grande coffee from starbucks) and tried to talk only in spanish. It went ok. Not great, not terrible. I think if I was here for three months I might begin to catch onto the language. Here are some pics I took last night:

Where I am working:

The view from my hostel:
















A park near the hostel and institute:
















A picture of my grocery store receipt:















Visiting grocery stores in foreign countries is a lot of fun for me. Some things I noticed: the cereal selection was slim. But, I did notice they had Special K! nice!
Yogurt selection was huge! I remember this from Ireland too. They have so many different varieties of yogurts, its unbelievable.
Eggs and milk are not cold. This will probably always freak me out.
I think I was there during the dinner rush. In the US this would have been at 5 or 6, but here it was 8:30 pm.
I saw my first gypsy begging outside the store.

I thought the prices at the store were reasonable. 0.40 euros for a 1.5 L bottle of water, 1.60 for 5 gala apples (but they are not that freat!). 0.60 for a warm loaf of bread. Not bad.

I am working hard. Today I am going to move out of the hostel, thank goodness and move in with Andrea from Germany and Jessica from Belgium. Andrea is a student of the professor I'm working with and they have an extra room with a bed for me. Nice! This weekend I hope to explore the old part of town, and probably work a bit too.

If you're in the US, get a cup of coffee for me this weekend!