I feel that there are two ways to experience culture. The first is by doing what I did last week: seeing the history of a country by visiting churches, castle's etc. Or you can do what I am doing this week: go out and party with the people and experience what the people are actually like now. I am glad that I experienced Portugal last week but I am extremely excited for this week.
Yesterday we made our way down to Lagos by bus from Lisbon. Due to the fact that we are staying in a hostel called The Rising Cock which is basically a frat house I don't know how many details I can reveal about our trip. The gentlemen grabbed some dinner at a restaurant right next door while I updated the blog last night. While at dinner they met a group of kids from the States who are studying abroad in Seville, Spain. Being good people they showed us around the city a bit. That's probably about the extent of what I can make public about the shenanigans that ensued last night/this morning.
This morning I woke up and came into the kitchen where mama (the mom of the hostel) was making crepes and lemon tea - a little nutella spread on top, simply delicious. After breakfast we made our way to the beach. This beach is the most gorgeous beach that I've ever been to. The red rock cliffs break up the beach to create lagoons, amazing caves and many secluded areas. If
there was a special lady in my life this is definitely where I'd take her for a lovely sunset beach picnic.
We walked through the paths on the cliffs and stumbled across a beach in front a resort with gorgeous topless women, cliffs to jump off of and a small cafe built into the side of one of the cliffs. Definitely agreed this was the place to stop. We found ourselves a spot next to some fine ladies and I pulled out the guitar to give a little serenade to the beach dwellers. Before long a girl came up and asked if I was part of the Seville trip. I found out that she was really just trying to get to my guitar but I'll take it nonetheless.
Around lunchtime - apparently this is 4:30ish here - we went over to the cafe and got some grubables. This is now the best meal that I have had here. I ordered grilled tuna with potatoes and salad - simple? yes, but glorious. The walk back would bring us to the point where I am now sitting on the couch in the hostel, blogging, watching Beerfest eating a mango, drinking a beer.
If I didn't have class to attend there would be a VERY good chance that you would never see me again. Lagos is amazing. If I was playing by the rules right now I would be about to walk into my
Corporate Finance class. I just spoke with a friend on facebook who is about to go into class. I sent her the picture to your right. I've had a lot of fun and seen a lot of stuff up until now but this place ridiculous. A million thanks to everyone who has contributed to my journey thus far I could not have done it without out you - OBRIGADO!! Munk is cooking up a spaghetti feast right now so I gotta run but I'll hopefully have some good stories for you tomorrow. From Lagos with Love,
Mi.
Yesterday we made our way down to Lagos by bus from Lisbon. Due to the fact that we are staying in a hostel called The Rising Cock which is basically a frat house I don't know how many details I can reveal about our trip. The gentlemen grabbed some dinner at a restaurant right next door while I updated the blog last night. While at dinner they met a group of kids from the States who are studying abroad in Seville, Spain. Being good people they showed us around the city a bit. That's probably about the extent of what I can make public about the shenanigans that ensued last night/this morning.
This morning I woke up and came into the kitchen where mama (the mom of the hostel) was making crepes and lemon tea - a little nutella spread on top, simply delicious. After breakfast we made our way to the beach. This beach is the most gorgeous beach that I've ever been to. The red rock cliffs break up the beach to create lagoons, amazing caves and many secluded areas. If
there was a special lady in my life this is definitely where I'd take her for a lovely sunset beach picnic.We walked through the paths on the cliffs and stumbled across a beach in front a resort with gorgeous topless women, cliffs to jump off of and a small cafe built into the side of one of the cliffs. Definitely agreed this was the place to stop. We found ourselves a spot next to some fine ladies and I pulled out the guitar to give a little serenade to the beach dwellers. Before long a girl came up and asked if I was part of the Seville trip. I found out that she was really just trying to get to my guitar but I'll take it nonetheless.
Around lunchtime - apparently this is 4:30ish here - we went over to the cafe and got some grubables. This is now the best meal that I have had here. I ordered grilled tuna with potatoes and salad - simple? yes, but glorious. The walk back would bring us to the point where I am now sitting on the couch in the hostel, blogging, watching Beerfest eating a mango, drinking a beer.
If I didn't have class to attend there would be a VERY good chance that you would never see me again. Lagos is amazing. If I was playing by the rules right now I would be about to walk into my
Corporate Finance class. I just spoke with a friend on facebook who is about to go into class. I sent her the picture to your right. I've had a lot of fun and seen a lot of stuff up until now but this place ridiculous. A million thanks to everyone who has contributed to my journey thus far I could not have done it without out you - OBRIGADO!! Munk is cooking up a spaghetti feast right now so I gotta run but I'll hopefully have some good stories for you tomorrow. From Lagos with Love,Mi.
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