Just got home from The Molly's Cross. It's a bar just down the street from my apartment with Tuesday night special of pints for € 2. One of the most charming things about Salamanca is the fact that its a total college city. Every restaurant/bar/cafe has student specials because we make up such a percentage of the population here.
The most exciting thing about our trip to Molly's tonight was that the bartender brought us multiple plates of food to finish off because he didn't want to throw them away. This is not uncommon for Salamanca but the hospitality still always shocks me a little bit. Probably because in Boston everything has a price and usually it's one that I cannot afford. Anyway, it was a really relaxing evening with some of my ISA pals. A few who had gone to Ciudad Rodrigo today for carnaval gave us the low down on all the carnaval activities...including a bull fight. Three out of four of them had to leave during the show because it was too much to handle but the one guy who stayed for the entirety gave us a really pragmatic description of the show. I mean, I'm no stranger to the procedure of bullfighting, it's taught pretty much annually in spanish classes throughout middle/high school.. but to hear a friend give his first hand account of it was much more intense. Listening to him describe it just sort of reaffirmed my hesitancy to form an opinion on the practice. With confidence I can say that I would not be able to watch it, but I am also sure that it is not my place to condemn the entire tradition. I don't know, I really feel uneasy about it.
Anyway, here's a picture of our table. Things to note include: the pints of San Miguel that were delightfully inexpensive, the random assortment of tapas we were given *gratis*, and my new international phone which actually looks like a barbie toy
The most exciting thing about our trip to Molly's tonight was that the bartender brought us multiple plates of food to finish off because he didn't want to throw them away. This is not uncommon for Salamanca but the hospitality still always shocks me a little bit. Probably because in Boston everything has a price and usually it's one that I cannot afford. Anyway, it was a really relaxing evening with some of my ISA pals. A few who had gone to Ciudad Rodrigo today for carnaval gave us the low down on all the carnaval activities...including a bull fight. Three out of four of them had to leave during the show because it was too much to handle but the one guy who stayed for the entirety gave us a really pragmatic description of the show. I mean, I'm no stranger to the procedure of bullfighting, it's taught pretty much annually in spanish classes throughout middle/high school.. but to hear a friend give his first hand account of it was much more intense. Listening to him describe it just sort of reaffirmed my hesitancy to form an opinion on the practice. With confidence I can say that I would not be able to watch it, but I am also sure that it is not my place to condemn the entire tradition. I don't know, I really feel uneasy about it.
Anyway, here's a picture of our table. Things to note include: the pints of San Miguel that were delightfully inexpensive, the random assortment of tapas we were given *gratis*, and my new international phone which actually looks like a barbie toy
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