So. Glorious.
No alarms. Nowhere to be all day long. No reason to change out of our PJs. We lazily woke up, made lunch and watched TV shows online until her friend came over around 6pm.
So. Glorious.
When her friend arrived, we set out for the Medieval Market. The streets were so crowded, though, that we quickly decided it was time for a monster-sized sangria/beer break and we were all happy to sit on a bench and listen to an old man read Don Quixote and sing crazy songs while playing his instruments. :)
Afterwards, we realized we were hungry, so we walked though the market again to the other side to get to the Moroccan food booths and had kebabs wrapped in tortillas. I believe it will be as close to Chipotle as I get while I'm here, unless I get to travel to the UK, where apparently Chipotle has a few international restaurants!!
I remember in 8th grade when everyone went to Spain and they all complained about missing Chipotle and I thought they were nuts - but I now understand it. It's like, you're surrounded by the Spanish language, but there are absolutely no big, juicy burritos in sight! It's a serious mind f*ck. Mexican food does. not. exist. here. I mean, I guess there aren't many British restaurants with fish and chips in the US - but that's 'cause that's kinda gross; Mexican food it delicious!!
Oh how I miss Casa del Matador with their yummy nachos (Shrimplandia!) and garlic prawns and semi spicy tex-mex rolls with plum sauce and avocado sour cream sauce. Oh how I miss pho and thai food - and, especially, Thom Kha (S2) soup!! Oh how I miss North 45 with their yummy garlic muscles and crunchy French bread! Oh how I miss Cheesecake Factory and California Pizza Kitchen. Late night delivery pizza with pineapple and mushroom. Real pastry shops where the pastries don't just taste like awkward shapes of bread. FOOD! Flavorful FOOD! Ethnic FOOD! Yummy, delicious FOOD! A variety of FOOD!
Dear Spain:
Tapas are stupid and I don't like your flavorless food. Get with the program.
Scornfully,
Chelsea
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(This is the note I want to write every single day I'm served plain chicken or plain fish with plain rice with plain clams and shrimp in it with plain yogurt and plain water with flavorless bread. THIS IS NOT FOOD. THIS IS RIDICULOUS. I sometimes wonder what prison food tastes like in Spain if this food is considered delicious. UGH.)
ANYWAY - after our Moroccan food (and a trip to Taste of America - sometimes an American just needs to see American food to remember flavor still exists somewhere on this planet), we went to the other part of the market and continued to browse. The most gorgeous booths are the candy ones - by far!
While browsing, Abby and I bought ourselves a Barbie/Hello Kitty pink hookah!! We'd been talking about it for a little while - how after a really stressful day we'd like to just get a 90 cent bottle of wine and look out our balcony with a hookah and decompress together at night - and it finally happened! When we arrived home with it and her friend left we started researching how to make it work - and quickly realized we seriously needed to buy aluminum foil. At the exact same second she and I shut our laptops and ran for our coats. We only had 15 minutes before the grocery store closed and we needed to run there, fast!
Our first shot at the hookah wasn't amazing, but it was fun and we had a good time giggling and winding down from our already completely relaxing day. :)
XOXO
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