Yesterday morning was our last morning in Granada. We chose to sleep in until 9, but others decided to get up early to take in some last minute sight-seeing before the bus left at 11:15. After that, it was a straight shot to Fuengirola on the Costa del Sol. We got there with plenty of time to sunbathe on the glorious beach right across the street from our hotel. Once the sun started to go down, a lot of us took the opportunity to partake of siesta for a few hours. We´re really getting into the Spanish lifestyle.
We had dinner on our own last night, but the majority of us all ended up at the same British pub later in the evening. We more or less dominted the space (as you might expect fifty college kids to do), and the DJ played plenty of American pop music for us. It was when we heard "Born in the U.S.A." blasting from the speakers that we knew they liked us. We walked back to the hotel at the end of the night with our ears ringing and our voices gone, exhausted from having danced the night away.
Sorry this post comes a little late - somewhere between dinner and dancing we forgot to fill you in.
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