martes, 20 de marzo de 2012

Fallas valencianas 2012




Algo que habíamos escuchado mucho mientras estábamos en España, era que necesitábamos ir a ver las fallas en Valencia. Pero todos nos preguntábamos fallas, que es eso? La típica respuesta que recibíamos era, son monumentos enormes hechos de madera que luego queman. Que tanta importancia tenia estas obras hechas de madera que teníamos que ir? Las ganas nos bastaban para viajar, en eso decidimos subirnos a un autobús rumbo a Valencia. Al llegar a Valencia no sabíamos que nos esperaba, pronto nos enteramos que Valencia era donde estaba la fiesta. Caminando por las calles nos sentíamos perdidos, confusos, y además listos para ver el gran fuego. Éramos un grupo de 20+ personas, era un gran lio moverse por las calles y decidir a donde íbamos. Llegamos al mar, la playa valenciana no nos decepciono para nada.






Las mujeres y niñas de Valencia tenia un atuendo muy peculiar, llevaban unos vestidos preciosos, elegantes, y muy tradicional. Los hombres y niños no se quedaban atrás, pero eran más impresionantes los vestidos. Caminando llegamos a la plaza en donde se estaba haciendo la ofrenda para la Virgen de los Desamparados, y ahí pudimos notar la gran devoción y respeto que la gente tenia sobre las fallas. Para nosotros solamente era una gran fiesta, pero al contrario para ellos era la culminación de trabajo duro durante un año entero para poder finalmente celebrarlo con homenaje a su virgen. Historia de fallas

lunes, 12 de marzo de 2012

MIND THE GAP

As I got on the plane for London, my excitement was the on the same level as I boarded the plane for Madrid back in January. London was I place I read about when I was little, a place I saw on television and movies. Spice Girls and Harry Potter, my obsessions in my early years, so going to London was almost a dream come true. I remember watching the Spice Girls movie and asking why there wasn't any red buses in the U.S, as well wishing to be part of the Spice Force 5. Arriving in London was the beginning to our four adventure, I must include all of my comrades that were present and survived these four days.
First we have: from left to right -->
Lupita ("FEED THE SQUIRREL!")
Bianca ("I'll meet you on the London Bridge at eight.")
Amber ("I really want to see the change of the guards!")
Erica ("Dang lil mama, you sure can put it away!")
Adrienne ("I love these long talks" <3)
Jordyn ("Do I just take the fish with my hand?")
Pato("I didn't want to be on the list!")
and your lovely host me 

  We failed at getting a group picture, but here we all are. The weather in London was all I expected only four hours of sun, fog, rain and more rain. I was prepared with my umbrella to walk around the city like never before (it was actually like never before because it was my first time). There are so many tourist attractions in London its ridiculous, but we managed to see everything we wanted. My top three were 
1)Abby road
2)Platform 9&3/4
3)Buckingham Palace ( I had brunch with the Queen) 
















After walking many hours three days straight, spending so much money (pounds KILL your dollars). I bought an awesome camera at the Portebello Market, which was amazing, 4 hours was not enough to walk around it. The food was pretty delicious in London, but somehow we always end up eating kebabs no matter what city or country we are in. But nonetheless we did not miss the opportunity to have some fish and chips, they seemed to taste better because we were in London. This was definitely my favorite city hands down, the people are friendly, its such a cool environment. I will come back no matter what. At last I must mention the awesome girl I met in London thanks to Pato, Michelle, I could not leave her out because she took us to a place where the beer and hard cider was really good. It might of been expensive but what the hell, it was my first and not last time in London. 


martes, 6 de marzo de 2012

Where nice people are never hard to find

Portugal was a beautiful and mysterious place. I damn Madrid for making me think people have to be unhelpful and mean, but thank you to Portugal it gave me hope in humanity once again. Early flights are always worth it because then you have the rest of the day to know how to get around, which is always a must to places you go. The hostel was a bit difficult to find because it was this little hidden treasure, that had a sign the size of a notebook paper and the door blended in with the rest of the building. Once we arrive and check in etc…we are greeted by one of the nicest ladies ever. She took us under her wing and even made us dinner that night. Even though at first we were creeped out, we eventually accepted the fact that there are nice people outside of Madrid, that don't mine going out of their way in helping you. Okay now the city of Lisbon is beautiful, all of its building look old and what makes it even better is their authenticity. They aren't being continuously restored, they are left to survive on their own. There was a lot of politic grafitti through out the city which interested me, even though some of the words I did not understand. The night life in Lisbon sure is wild, you just see streets filled up people. It gets kinda scary because you have to be aware of your surroundings at all times. other then that I had loads of fun dancing!Portugal had the tendency to claim the had the BEST things in the world. It started with the pastries at Pasteis de Belem, they were theses funky looking things that were delicious. Next the aquarium, now this was the best because its the only one I have been to so I had nothing to compare it to. But the one thing that I do agree on with being the best in the world, were the pancakes that were FREE and handmade by the lovely ladies at our hostel. That will be the best memory I have of Portugal. 







miércoles, 22 de febrero de 2012

Blog de los buenos dichos

Este blog sera continuamente editado porque aqui pondre los dichos/apodos/ y pues todas las babosadas que se nos ocurran:
"¡Pero si no has comido nada!"
"Mira niña.."
"Putita culetazo"
"No por mucho tempranar amanece más madruga."
"No a mi no me gusta, yo no quiero"
"No a mi no me gusta, yo no quiero"
"No a mi no me gusta, yo no quiero"
"Hambre que da calambre"
"No hablamos cataluña"
"Somos extranjeras"
"I just have to make it to my bed"
"Are you okay pendeja?"
"Vas pa'rriba?"
"¡A la bestia!---Cual bestia?"
"¡A huevo!---Frito o cocido?"
"You want some of this ¬¬"
"LIKE A BOSS"
"Mind the gap"
"OY"

jueves, 16 de febrero de 2012

Forever Alone Day in Madrid

Valentine's day is just another holiday for people to show their loved ones that you actually care. Being so far away from the motherland, it makes you appreciate the little things a whole lot more. Forget the flowers, chocolates, stuffed bears, or what ever else people give away for V-day; all I wanted was MEXICAN FOOD.If I could just get my fix, it would be one of the best Valentine's, luckily for me it did happened. We met these girls from Tejas (way I like to say) and they took us to La Mordida, located in Madrid. My oh my, it was a little home away from home. The food was actually better then what I had expected, they even had horchata and jamaica. We laughed, sang, took some chupitos, and ate our little hearts out! This whole feast was worth those 27 euros I paid for it. I could feel the love coming for the food. 

  Thank you Pato for the pictures :)

martes, 14 de febrero de 2012

Granada Take#1

We set off on an adventure to see the land of the gypsies, hear the soul of flamenco and to feel the greatness of La Alhambra. None of us knew what Granada would, and I must say it exceeded all of our expectations. The five hour drive now only seems as if it was a hop and a skip, unlike the never ending bus ride to Barcelona. It was a maze to get to our hostel, and all you could hear walking there were luggage wheels constantly bumping with the stones. This city was filled with narrow cobblestone streets, making it feel as if we were walking back in time. We get to our hostel tired, just ready to crash out. 
(View from our room)
Once we woke that friday we were ready to explore! The walking tour started at 11 am, we had to shower, get dressed, eat, and to think that 9 girls were able to pull that off by 11 am is something very impressive. Our tour guide was this quirky english man with a passion for history and dirty hair. He made Granada just so much more interesting, he even thought us the secret of flamenco.  
(The guide)
One thing I can be sure of in Spain, walking never ends no matter if you are in the city or in a small town. We walked the heck out of Granada, thats for sure. Even though the food is good in Spain theres a point in your stay that you just can't stand tapas anymore. Luckily we were in the right place for some good ol' Moroccan/Arabic/Greek food, I'm not sure whats the tag I would put on it. Couscous never tasted so good.  

(Couscous Dulce)
Now here comes the best part of Granada, La Alhambra, a sultan palace that was over taken by the Spanish queen. I don't blame her for wanting to live here it is just astonishing, I would rather live there then any other palace I have seen so far. It truly is a hidden beauty, up in the mountains that lights up at night giving such an amazing view. Those 5 hours of walking was just not enough to take it all in, there is just so much. I want to go back just so I can appreciate its beauty a bit more. 
(La Alhambra)
This was definitely one of the best weekends I have ever had, the people I went with are all just amazing individuals. They are my family away from home and I would not change it for anything. Awesome times with awesome people, the laughs we have every place we go will never be forgotten :)
(Our family breakfast)

miércoles, 8 de febrero de 2012

La comida española


Desde el primer día que llegue a España empecé a extrañar la comida mexicana. Pero de todos modos la comida de aquí esta riquísima, especialmente la de mi señora (así le digo a mi madre postiza). Tortilla de patata, paella, churros, papa fritas, croquetas, chorizo, cocido, jamón serrano y pan mucho pan. Siempre me sorprende mi señora todos los días con las cosas nuevas que me cocina, pero a veces si me hace falta un poquito de salsa o al menos un chilito. 
DÍA A DÍA:
El desayuno en España consiste de un té o un café acompañado con un panecito y ya, muy diferente a los desayunos en México y en los Estados Unidos (huevos, frijoles, tortillas, salsa, cátsup, jugo, leche, etc…). Luego te esperas hasta las 2 de la tarde, la hora más común para la comida. Aquí seria la comida más pesada que consiste de un caldo o ensalada, el plato de carne/pollo/pescado, acompañado con pan, y por ultimo el postre. La fruta es el postre que se me hace más común, pero mi postre favorito que hace mi señora es el arroz con leche. Ya después de comer muy pero muy bien, es tiempo de la siesta, es LO MEJOR. Te duermes unas 2/3 horas, despiertas súper relax y con más energía. Ponle que ya son como la 6 de la tarde y ya es cuando te toca la merienda. Aquí ya es mas tu propia decisión lo que quieras comer, un cafecito acompañado con un panecito, una manzana, un yogur, como dije es TU decisión. La cena es un poco tarde en comparación de lo que estaba impuesta, aquí cenan hasta las 9-10 de la noche. Para entonces te cenas una rica tortilla de patata o lo que haya quedado de la comida, también una sopita caí bien a esta hora. Mi señora es experta en la cocina, no hay momento que no me sorprenda. Quede muy impresionada cuando me dice que todo… TODO… lo cocina ella misma, hasta la mayonesa. No me puedo quejar, me toco una cocinera/madre postiza estupenda! Joder que deliciosa la comida española peroooooo esta mejor la mexicana :) 

EN BARCELONA