We woke up really late and didn't feel like doing much of anything. Heiko really wanted to cook a big lunch/dinner (We ended up eating at 6:00 which is the normal dinner time in the US but it felt extremely early to be eating here in Spain).
At the grocery store, we bought vegetables, spices, and chicken and came back to start preparing the meal. Listening to a soccer game in German streaming through the internet, I peeled the potatoes and carrots while Heiko marinated the chicken. Heiko threw everything in the pan, with olive oil and spices, and put it into our small toaster oven. It turned out to be excellent and I didn't even realize that it had taken close to two hours to make.
Still tired from the night before, we refused to admit defeat and decided to go out again. At 8:30 it was much to early to even think about going out, so we all took "naps" until 11:00 when Antonio woke us up so that we could get ready. Tonight was a guys night out as Nathalie was touring Andalucía with her parents. At 12:00 we met up with one of Antonio's Spanish friends, Sergio. We went up to the Realejo (ancient Jewish quarter) for a botellón next to some Roman ruins with a fantastic view of the city all lit up at night. We wanted to go to the "Quilombo" discotheque nearby but at 1:30 in the morning nobody would be there. Instead we walked back down the hill toward the Albayzín where we stopped in a few bars. Out on the street, we met a large group of Spanish students from Madrid who were visiting Granada for the weekend. They were all really cool and we spent a long time talking to them.
Looking down at my watch I was surprised to see that it was 4:30am. Sergio and Heiko stopped for a "breakfast of champions" of some "shwarma" and felafel from a kebab restaurant as we sat down on a park bench. Everyone was out and walking around. Antonio really wanted to go to club, but I wasn't feeling up for it. I told him I would only go if was 5 euros or less. It was 5 to enter, and at 5:30am I did the unthinkable and entered the dance club.
This was a local place as I was one of the few foreign people there. Blasting house, techno, and electronica music, the club was more "authentic" European than the other places that I've gone to that just play American top 20 hip-hop. I generally don't like this kind of music, but I enjoyed the techno as we made a circle and threw our own mini-rave. At 7:30 the lights came on and everyone slowly exited. I'm not sure in Spain follows daylight savings time or we're really that farther north than California as it was still pitch dark as we walked back to our piso by 8:00am.
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