Roma for the Weekend

Roma for the weekend was a lot of fun.  Our hostel was not so nice.  Let me paint you a visual picture, the outside temperature is about 30 degrees and the windows of our room were left open.  Our room had no heat and all three nights I slept in a t-shirt, long sleeve button-up, a jacket, socks, and jeans.  It was the worst sleeping experience of my life.  Other than that the sites were great and had fun with everyone.  Below are some sketches I did while I was there.  Chow!

Ode to Southern Spain

 Madrid was the first stop on our trip,

Who knew it would be already kicked.

The weather sucked,

Picasso was closed,

Brazilian food and vino made us doze.

 

That doze helped us prepare for our next place,

Cordoba was its name and we got there at a good pace.

That train ride flew,

Right through the south,

But all I could think about is food to put into my mouth.

We cabbed it to the hotel,

Right by the Mosque, it went well.

We stopped at this little place to eat,

Red ants joined are table and trust me that wasn’t a treat.

At lunch the guys were looking for delicious pitas,

But could only find the Cordoba Mesquita.

Even though the kebab wasn’t found,

The inside of the Mosque was surly profound.

Perspectives, Axons, and elevations were drawn,

But all anyone could think of was the bathing that would soon be going on.

Warm, then hot, and finally cold,

The baths were nice and felt like we struck gold.

 

After relaxing in such an awesome place,

We said farewell to Cordoba and headed onto the next leg of the race. 

CUA took Granada by storm,

In search of the Alhambra,

Our teachers summer home.

Sketching class was in a Café,

Every college student wanted to be us that Day.

Cervezas, a pencil, and some food,

That day of class put us in one great mood.

After, we decided that tea was a must,

So we sat down and drank on big ass cup.

Sunset over that Alhambra was the last class of the day,

We saw the sun go down until the very last ray.

Waking up we had another day of fun,

The tour of the Alhambra was how the day begun.

Flamenco that night was well lets say kind of crazy,

To tell you the truth it was a little bit hazy.

Apparently Lauren and I are not as good as we thought,

While dancing, she almost took my head off.

Long story short, I got a black eye,

But the trip had to go on without a cry.

 

Our final destination was a bus ride away,

The weather felt like a day in May.

Seville was picturesque and very quaint,

I’m sure at least one of us wanted to faint.

Faint at the site of Calatravas Bridge,

I was not all that excited it looked like a fridge.

All white and sterile, no real design,

We sat down to sketch, and all we wanted was some wine.

To cure that craving we all went out,

But split up into different routes.

We met up later and mingled with the crowd,

By the end of the night, some got a little loud.

After waking up the next morning,

We realized it was the last day of our trip.

We made the best of the day and cracked the whip.

Cracked the Whip to see everything Seville contains,

It was incredible and thank God it didn’t rain.

Rain like in Madrid where the weather sucked,

Instead we chilled that night on the rooftop.

 

Saying goodbye to Southern Spain was hard,

But lets be honest that’s because Barcelona is the star.

 

Yesterday we had Jury and we all needed to relax so a couple of us went out for drinks at a small restaurant and let me tell you the margaritas were just what the doctor ordered.  After chilling out, we all went for sushi!  A lot of us were craving it because personally I eat it at least two times a week at home.  We met up with more of us and we went to this classy sushi place and the food was unbelievable.  Edamame and two rolls of sushi later I was in heaven. (Can’t forget the cava either!)  After dinner we saw a gelato place and we couldn’t pass that up so we all indulged ourselves in that as well. Anyways it was a three-hour dinner and we spent a good chunk of change, but all well worth it.