Weekend

Well, it's 3:30pm and I'm the only roommate awake right now....just for those of you who didn't believe me that the Spanish schedule is COMPLETELY different!!!! Nope, it's not siesta time...they're just still sleeping. I'll start from the beginning:

So Friday night we all went out for one of the Marquette girls' birthdays. At about 2am most people wanted to go to a disco, but they're way expensive so a few of us went out with a few of our Spanish friends to another bar so we could talk and practice our Spanish. It was great, but getting home at 6am is never easy...for the Americans. But it was my one night out this weekend, right? WRONG! Then last night my roommate Andrea took me out again with her friends for "dinner": while we were both sitting shoeless in the metro at 6:30am this morning talking Spanglish to each other I was trying to figure out what the heck happened to the low-key dinner?!?! One of her friends from class was having her birthday dinner and since she speaks perfect English from living in Miami I always like asking her for slang translations that most Spaniards don't know... so I decided to go. Well, at about 2am I was mentally DEAD from listening so hard to everyone's convos. That's when they decided to go to "boys town" in Madrid to the "super-cutre (trashy)" gay bar. Haha, in case I wasn't totally beat before, seeing half- naked dudes make out to "It's Raining Men" will do it. It was a change from the usual clubs, I guess. By the time we left at 6am when the Metro reopened I was pretty much flat-lined. We had to wait half an hour since the Metro broke down and it was the roughest Spanish conversation of my life..."I was, I am, you are....he IS" was a rough translation of what I sounded like fumbing for the right words. Andrea and I have never spoken more than 2 word sentences to each other in English but she started telling me a story in Enlgish about how she fell asleep in the metro once and rode for hours.....and after hearing English I gave in and just spoke in English for the next 10 minutes home. I don't think she understood much but I didn't really care. I totally cheated but I did dream in Spanish all night so something must be working!

I've got basketball practice in a few minutes so I better run but love to all back home. I leave for Amsterdam to visit my awesome cousin Katie and her family on Wednesday so I am supppppper pumped for that and will have some great updates, I'm sure!