Sorry I’m Late (No Not Just With My Blog, Another Shirt I Saw On a Man)

So what else has been going on with my life in Spain? One thing that I’ve noticed is that when I plug in electronics sometimes I will get small shocks, like if I plug in my iPod into my computer when it’s plugged in and then I touch my iPod I will feel a very very small shock. I’m not sure why this happens, but now I have to be very careful in which order I plug thing in.
I have tried a new fruit!! It is unusual for me to come across fruits I haven’t tried and the last time I attempted to try a new fruit (a quince) I learned that it was basically uneatable and only used in jams and pies. But my host mother gave me a great new fruit called a Nispero or a Loquat in English, which is about the size of a plum, is orange in color, is peeled and has two to four pits. It is hard to explain how it tastes but it has a pretty unusual texture and a somewhat tart sweet flavor and is fairly juicy.
Earlier in the week, I was really stressed about what to do for my free weekend. Spain is very close to Morocco and I really wanted to go there for the day. Once I started doing research into it I realized that it would basically take three days to take a one-day trip and cost a lot of money. I didn’t know what to do until I called home and my Dad told me that seeing the port town would be very touristy and would not be a good representation of Morocco and that it was basically just to get a stamp on their passport so they could say they’ve been to Africa. After I realized this I didn’t feel so urgent to get there and it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders and I decided not to go and everyone who I was planning this with was fine with it (I was worried they would be mad at me for backing out). So instead of going to Morocco, my group is going to Gebralter and Turifa for the day on Saturday, so we will see how that goes.
Luckily my language professor moved my test to Tuesday instead of Friday so now I can go out tonight! I can’t really go out this Friday because we have to leave Saturday at seven in the morning. Going out is much less stressful than in the beginning now that I am more aware of how it works. I’ve been out twice now really, dancing and going out and weirdly enough both times on Thursday nights because we always need to get up earlier on the weekends to go somewhere. We usually start the nights by someone needing to get something to eat and then we go to the bars for awhile, but we start our nights earlier because the buses start running weirdly around 11. So afterward we usually end up at a discothèque, much earlier than we should be because we are not really use to the timing of going out here. The club usually starts getting packed around twoish and then we end up staying till around four so we can catch the 3:55 bus which is always late, but at that point it is the last bus for about an hour. I end up getting to bed around 4:30 and then I get up for class at 8ish or that’s when I set my alarm but I usually actually get up at 8:20.