Journal Entry Dates: April 14th-18th, 2005
Faith & friendship. Can it help?
The infamous Alhambra
Most of our days were spent checking out many sites around the city.
Attila showed us many places around the city. Since, he has studied in Granada, he knew all the great spots for picture taking and scenary.
Our hostel not only provided the best travel lively atomsphere, but entertainments like Flamenco dance shows, Paella, Wine and meeting new interesting people from all over the world.
Though, we tried to keep good spirits alive, trouble was also lurking. It seemed that Nate and I were not getting along. His luck is running really good; as he meets an English girl who wanted tag along with us around Granada.
Though, our friendship is somewhat falling apart, I know that in time, things will fall back in place. I miss my family at this moment, wish they were here to see what I see.
Though, we are enjoying the many things this city has to offer, I am somewhat bothered by the fact that none of us are looking for work. "what the fuck!"
Faith & friendship. Can it help?
The infamous Alhambra
Most of our days were spent checking out many sites around the city.
Attila showed us many places around the city. Since, he has studied in Granada, he knew all the great spots for picture taking and scenary.
Our hostel not only provided the best travel lively atomsphere, but entertainments like Flamenco dance shows, Paella, Wine and meeting new interesting people from all over the world.
Though, we tried to keep good spirits alive, trouble was also lurking. It seemed that Nate and I were not getting along. His luck is running really good; as he meets an English girl who wanted tag along with us around Granada.
Though, our friendship is somewhat falling apart, I know that in time, things will fall back in place. I miss my family at this moment, wish they were here to see what I see.
Though, we are enjoying the many things this city has to offer, I am somewhat bothered by the fact that none of us are looking for work. "what the fuck!"
Granada! A great city, but even a great city like this one had a its share of problems. Within our second day in the city, we went out for walks during both the day time and at night. We moved around this city like any other European city, just exploring and seeing the people. It was 1am, Attila and I left our usual Kebab restaurant. As soon as we walked outside in the street, we were surrounded by five to six guys. They were yelling at us with words we never heard of, I don't think they were speaking in spanish. One guy was trying to hump on Attila's leg, weird! One guy was trying to give me a high five, I didn't give him one. Let's consider one fact, Attila and I had our Falafel sandwiches in our hands. This was the opportunity for us to get robbed!
Attila's falafel sandwich is thrown on the ground and the remaining pieces of his sandwich thrown on his shirt, I thought a serious fight was going to take place. Nerves are calmed, as one of the guys tried to offer my friend another sandwich as the rest of his friends left....very quickly! It was until I started to recount in my mind several events while we were harrassed by these guys. "One guy tried to apologize by trying to give me a hug, but I remember he put both of his hands in my jacket pocket. . . . .I think he's trying to get my wallet (which was in my front jean pocket)" Attila soon realizes that his wallet was stolen and his so-called friendly peace maker, soon to make a run for it.
That same night, Attila and I went to the police station and gave our descriptions of the guys who stole his wallet. The Guardia Civil (police) was also kind enough to give Attila a phone to call to cancel out his bank-atm cards. Though, he also learned from speaking with a bank respresentative, that it will take about three weeks until he's able to receive a new card. And that card will first be sent to his mailing address in the states and from that point, his father will have to mail to him in Spain or elsewhere. Basically, Attila is fucked!
While heading back to our hostel, we ran into Nate and he too had a story to tell. Apparently, he went to hang out with this guy to score (smokes if you will) and the place Nate ended up going was very, very creepy, dark, abandoned building. Nate said that he was really scared for his life, as he ran for his life back to the hostel. At this point, with both Attila having his wallet stolen and Nate close call for death (maybe going a bit too far here) I felt that there had to be some sense of order. Meaning, letting the other person(s) know of one's whereabouts. In the meantime, Nate and I agreed to stop competiting against each other and work togther, considering that we both will have to pay for Attila's way until he gets back on his feet, emotionally and financially.
While heading back to our hostel, we ran into Nate and he too had a story to tell. Apparently, he went to hang out with this guy to score (smokes if you will) and the place Nate ended up going was very, very creepy, dark, abandoned building. Nate said that he was really scared for his life, as he ran for his life back to the hostel. At this point, with both Attila having his wallet stolen and Nate close call for death (maybe going a bit too far here) I felt that there had to be some sense of order. Meaning, letting the other person(s) know of one's whereabouts. In the meantime, Nate and I agreed to stop competiting against each other and work togther, considering that we both will have to pay for Attila's way until he gets back on his feet, emotionally and financially.
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