so after morocco, kettia and I returned to spain for one last attraction: the alhambra. after some hickups with timing and luggage, a crowded evening in tarifa during spain’s football (soccer) championship, and a randomly beautiful albeit shortlived hostel experience, we ended up in granada. that night, we ate at this dope, moroccan restaurant (where i smoked way too much tobacco and felt quite sick later. why did this non-smoker here think she could handle several hits in a very short period of time...and wine?) because we just couldn’t get enough tajin, even in spain!
the next morning, we woke up at the crack and headed over to the alhambra, ready to experience the greatest palace ever. and, while i’ve never seen any other palace, i’d argue that this one must be pretty high up there. especially when it was in its prime. even now, the numerous gardens and miradors were enough to take my breath away. as i’d heard several times, this place is like a small city. after a couple hours, kettia and i grew tired and hungry. since the only options inside the alhambra were shitty, cheap sandwiches and a fancy, overpriced restaurant, we decided to leave and grab some well-prepared, reasonably priced cuisine in the city. we ended up at this random chinese spot, where i couldn’t get over the fact that these chinese dudes were speaking spanish. i mean, of course, we were in spain; what else would they speak, beside chinese. but it was like talking a double foreigner. i don’t know how to further explain this without sounding like a dumb american (though it’s probably too late for that), but it was just weird.
anyway, the next day, we autobused it to madrid from where both our flights were departing. we hit up a couple bars there too with tapas for seriously 2 euros. it was cray.
i woke up almost too late the next morning for my flight (kettia’s didn’t leave ‘til the afternoon), but i made it, thank goodness!
and that was it for me and this chica! though i spent way too much money and probably could have planned better, we had a fuckin’ blast! i’d do it again in a heartbeat! i love you kettia, and in the sincerest words of cynthia fee of the golden girls theme song, thank you for being a friend!
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