(And yes, for those of you wondering, I had a FANTASTIC time writing that first paragraph).
Today was our second full day of classes and, unlike yesterday's "adventure" which consisted of two periods of the same professor explaining the syllabuses* for the two classes I have with him, we actually did some learning today. First, in a class about Spanish Golden Age Theatre, we spent ten minutes introducing each other to the class, then after spending five minutes on the syllabus, the professor jumped right into an intense lecture about the Renaissance and Reformation and their effects on Spain. Thank God I'd studied that period a couple times in high school so I kinda knew what was going on (Side note: P-scott, H-Rock, if you're listening, a thousand thanks).
After a break, I had my first Hispanic-American Lit class, which was much more manageable...except for the fact that I had to go BACK to that class a few hours later (they do it weird here). There we learned about literature from the Aztec, Mayan, and Incan cultures before the Spanish arrived. Fun stuff, I assure you.
The most entertaining part of the day, though, happened after class, with a bunch of us gathered in a room frantically trying to book flights. First of all, I had a trip all set up to get to Dublin for the weekend of Feb. 18-21 when something...happened. After I bought my ticket to Dublin through AerLingus (Irish airline, for those of you unfamiliar), my receipt told me I'd be leaving Friday night at 8, rather than 10 AM Friday MORNING as I'd expected. After ten minutes of frantic/furious backtracking I realized I'd been fooled by what's admittedly a pretty shady interface. I debated some, and decided that I'll eat the US$100 and take the cheaper flight for more time there (Sorry, mom. Just remember that I'm paying all of this back and if I resist, well, you know where I sleep). A few frantic searches later and I'd also booked a round trip to Lisbon. All in all a pretty exciting, stressful, and expensive day, but it'll all be worth it. Provided AerLingus or RyanAir don't screw me at check-in, that is...
Now, my heart rate having been raised to unhealthy levels today, I think I'm gonna step out and grab a beer. On a Tuesday. God, I love Europe.
'Til next time, stay frosty everyone.
Adios,
Griff
*Note: yes, for those of you who were gonna call me on it, that IS an acceptable plural form of syllabus. Also, yes, I wrote it that way just to get a reaction from you fellow grammar Nazis out there. So sue me.
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