after weeks of rainy, gloomy, less than enjoyable weather, granada decided to remind me of the warm, good ol' days this past weekend. it's amazing how a little sun can change a city--out of nowhere came spaniards of every age scarfing down a gelato (yet, still too afraid to shed their winter jackets...what's the deal people?), groups of dazed but happy tourists wandered the cobblestone streets, smiles appeared on even the grumpiest of frutería ladies, and an overall energetic buzz blasted from tapas bars that spring has finally arrived.
naturally, an event such as this could not be wasted inside my dark and damp piso doing homework or procrastinating doing homework by knitting scarves in my toasty bed--no, no, no. instead i joined kristen and an australian friend, tim to indulge in some Los Italianos cassata (gelato cake mixed with dried fruit and nuts) and explore our beautiful city. what started out as a tour of the neighborhood and the epic graffiti art that is housed there, ended up being a long awaited hike above the city and among the "cuevas de los gitanos" (caves of the gypsies). it is exactly as it's named: caves dug into the side of the hill that have been occupied by gypsies...quite fascinating actually. as we hiked by in my dress and kristen's flats (clearly not so prepared for hiking) we yelled "hola" to the residents as we trotted by their homes on the dirt trail and and feel in love with the views.
it was a wonderful way to celebrate the beginning of spring and see the city from above. plus, i forgot how soul cleansing hiking in some nature is. i will be visiting my gypsy friends again soon.
till then, i will be off to Belgium to visit an old flat-mate and check out that chocolate and waffle filled country :) update to come in a week or so.
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