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¡Hola mis amigos!

It might be a struggle to keep this all in english because my mind is so spanglish of late, but I´ll  do my best ;-)  Anyways I don´t really know where to start besides the beginning, so yeah I´ll start there.  The journey to Granada was... interesting.  The plane was fun because we all were sort of together  and I made sure to raise my arms during take off like a roller coster  so that we would immediately be pointed out as rediculous  which was fun.   However the couple in front of us... had passion as Veronica would say.  It was awkward esspecially when I would bend down to get something from my backpack and come up and my face would be right next to loud smooching, like I was practically a part of it.   Fun times... On the other flight I sat next to this guy who was afraid of flying I think which was fun because he kept moving, blowng his nose, whistling, and hogging the armrest,  and you know I can sympathise with him, but I hadn´t slept in quite some time, and I was a little grouchy.    O and I dropped my carry on like three times on this pilot´s head when I was trying to get it in the compartment.  He eventually got up and did it for me... oops!  When we were finally done flying  we had to get a bus.  Unfortunately we got there like 5 seconds to late to take the one straight to Granada, so we had to go the bus station first, but before we could do that we missed the bus three times because we were confused on which bus to take.  The most funny was probably the third because it had been sitting there for fifteen minutes, we had been sitting there for fifteen minutes, and finally we are like huh... mabey we should ask the bus driver if we can take this bus.  He says yeah, and we start getting our money and he drives away.  It was hysterical, there was  this huge scene of luggage and yelling and running, and everyone there knew we had been sitting there awhile.  Then just after that marla sat on her suitcase and it slipped out from under her and fell on top of it.  The entire bus stop was laughing at us, and we were laughing at ourselves. 

When we were trying to get to our hostel we got off at the wrong stop and had two walk two hours with all of our luggage to the hostel!  uff dah!  We would go down some sketchy streets, and then just fall into hysterics, because only we could get into this situation so severely. 

 When we finally arrived at the hostel we found out that we had been overbooked, so we had two men in our room, JB and Britt had to sleep in the same bed, and mal had to sleep in the cot.  That was awkward, and one night a chunk of ceiling fell ontop of kelsey while she was sleeping lol.  It was a pretty nice hostel, but that just seemed like something out of a movie.

¡Hasta Luego!

Megan