Don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep 'cause I'll miss you babe and I don't wanna miss a thing!

(Story about title later in the post.)

I don't really have anything for this post, but I wanted to keep my promise of posting at least once a week. It is a collection of random things about my trip.

I'm headed to Granada and Córdoba this weekend with my group and another group made up of students from all over Europe (Austria, Italy, Czech Republic, etc.) who are also studying at la Universidad de Extremadura (where I'm at in case you are confused). We will be visiting the famous Alhambra, a fortified Muslim palace built many, many years ago. There's tons of fun architecture and art and history and stuff. It should be a good weekend.

Okay, so my post title. Oh dear. My host brother is something like 23 or 24 years old. (I'm guessing, his girlfriend is 23 so I'm assuming he's around the same age. And I only know how old she is because her birthday was yesterday and he told me about it.) Anyway. Don't Wanna Miss a Thing is apparently his favorite song ever. He plays it every night. On repeat. For a very, very long time. It kind of makes me want to bang my head against the wall. I will never watch Armageddon ever again. Oh, and sometimes he sings along, and no, he does not sing on pitch.

I found out today that my brother's name, Fran, is short for Franco. Far less entertaining.

Today in my grammar class my professor was trying to explain a Spanish phrase about an egg and Christopher Columbus. El huevo de Cristobol Colón. Somehow this led to a brief discussion about Columbus' testicles with my 60-year-old professor who wears corduroy pants and sweater vests. Awkward and hilarious all at the same time.

A girl in my group is trying to give up swearing for Lent. It's not going well. She still sounds like a sailor.

The bank called my family to tell them they had noticed my debit card was being used in Europe and I needed to call to confirm it was me using it. First of all, I them before I left I was going to Europe. It should not have been a problem. Second of all, I have been here for 3.5 weeks. They just noticed. And it wasn't buying plane tickets to other countries or cash withdrawals from foreign ATMs that put up a red flag. It was a song I bought on iTunes over the internet. So if you steal my card and go to a foreign country, no problem. Buy all the plane tickets you want. Go shopping and clean my account out at an ATM. Just don't you dare use it on iTunes or my bank will be all over you like a bride on a dress at the $99 gown sale. 150 Euro plane tickets? Sure! $1.99 song? FAIL!

That's all for now. Next week will have pictures from Granada and fun stuff like that. Miss you all!

¡Hasta luego!