Week 3 is here and official classes has begun. I am taking Islamic Art and Architecture (in Spanish), Intermediate Spanish (although I feel like I should have been placed in advance), Arab World and the West (in English), Beginning Arabic (in English). I had an internship at the University of Granada Architecture Building but I was forced to give it up because I did not have enough room in my schedule to commit ten hours a week. I worked for a few days though and translated a webpage for the Architecture teachers from Spanish to English. Translating is harder than I thought! Because I am still learning Spanish, I do a literal translation of the language but the literal translation makes no sense in English. Then I have to reread it several times, understand what they are trying to say, reword it so it makes sense in English. It was definitely challenging the few days I worked their. But since I can't do the internship I am looking for a volunteer opportunity at the University of Granada Political Science Department. Hopefully I can get something and this will be more related to my major rather than working at the Architecture building. But if not, my Arab World and the West teacher said I could volunteer Euroarab Foundation which is more related to what I am studying and I can practice my Arabic.
I am really enjoying my Arabic class. Maybe it's because we have such a great teacher or maybe it's because I enjoy writing right to left, idk. I never understood why we read and write from left to right since were in a right- handed dominated world. I find myself writing right to left when I am not even in Arabic class! I am definitely learning a lot in this class and I like being able to understand a less commonly known language.
I went to join a soccer team in Granada. I haven't played soccer since high school. I never had great skills but I was fast, a good goalie, and I liked kicking the ball. The soccer team is small only seven people play at a time but it feels good to be apart of an organized sport again. That is definitely one of the things I miss about high school. Spain is soccer capital! Everybody is such a great player! I mean I think I am playing alright considering I haven't played in 3 years, but everybody has such great skills and very fast. It must be in the Spanish blood. Now that I am around such great players I strive harder not to make a fool out of myself when playing soccer. Usually back in high school, I hated using my head or my chest to hit the ball. I was very quick to dodge anything that came towards my face and I often got in trouble for this with my coach. But sense I am on a Spanish team, I decided to toughen up and hit the ball with my head and chest. It cost 80 euros to join to the soccer team and games are on the weekends. Since some of my weekends will be spent traveling I am going to see if I can just practice with them instead of actually joining the team.
Our program offered a cooking class which as a lot of fun. I have always loved hands on activities. We made Lentehas Con Chorizo, Torrijas, Tortilla de Patatas, and Bunelos (Google them). They were delicious and I had free dinner!
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