Lady Carmona

This trip didn’t start as smoothly as I’d thought it would — we missed our bus and had to wait about an hour and a half for the next one because of a miscommunication that resulted in me being lead to the wrong bus station. HOWEVER! We made the most of our waiting time and had a delicious breakfast, and we even got free Chupa-Chups! We did eventually get to the lovely little town of Carmona (although we arrived too late to see the Roman Necropolis).  Also, we went on a Sunday, so all the shops and touristy parts were closed. Instead, we strolled through the streets and explored a bit (I love the colors of Spain — endless blue sky with white homes and red roofs, bright fruits and green hills).  But then we got down to business: TAPAS. Tapas galore. It was delicious. See pictures for proof.  After a few moments of terror where my friend realized she had lost her wallet (we were able to retrieve it, thankfully), we headed back to the bus stop to return home to Sevilla.  Roundtrip, the bus fare was 5 Euro, so I made a second trip back to Carmona in May to go see the Roman Necropolis.
Love the colors. It's so Spain.The town of Carmona
Lady CarmonaDid I mention I like the colors of SpainCute little townExactly where I want to be.
Tapas!SO. GOOD.

Pomegranate! Err, I mean, GRANADA!!!

Beautiful cathedralThe pomegranate is the symbol of Granada

*Journal Entry: Feb. 19, 2012*


I went on a trip with my program this past Friday & Saturday to Granada! It was about a 3-hour bus ride there, and the scenery and landscapes that I saw as we drove were beautiful. Forget strawberries! Olive fields forever. As we neared Granada there were more and more mountains, and then we started catching glimpses of snow-capped ones as well. Granada started out as a fortress, so that’s why it was built at a high altitude (like Toledo and Gibraltar).

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The One of Shame

The One of Shame (La de la Vergüenza)

As promised [*coughJANNAcough*], here’s my post about the Spanish etiquette that had to do with the last bite of food (I love this).

In Spain, when you’re in a group setting and all are sharing from communal plates (think tapas-style), you must never ever EVER take the last piece. Not unless you’ve harassed everyone else around you (ask each person like five times) to take it instead.  It’s not that it’s considered rude or improper if you do eat it, it just gives the impression that you’re greedy and inconsiderate of others if you take it for yourself without asking everyone else first.

This dining practice and phenomenon is so common and widespread that it has earned a name for itself: La de la Vergüenza (English translation: the One of Shame). “The One of Shame” refers to that last piece of bread, or the last fruit, or last olive, or whatever, that nobody dares to take because they don’t want to be THAT GUY.

“Oh yeah, remember that guy who took the last chorrizo without even asking if I wanted it? What a jerk.” <— What caused the creation of La de la Vergüenza.

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