Can we just talk about preparing to go to Granada?
Okay, the forecast for Wednesday (which is when I’ll arrive there) is clear skies with a high of 90 degrees and a low of 54. What? Absurd. So my preparing has been trying to figure out how hot 90 to 100 degrees is without humidity. Because I am going to be by a desert! I have never been to one before. Very exciting stuff. So anyway, I have spent 25 dollars on SPF 70 sunscreen to protect my docile, alabaster skin that prefers to become a nice shade of crimson in the summer. I have an absurd amount of clothing, nearly a million dresses and pairs of shorts and a couple skirts because it is going to be hot! I also need sweaters and sweatshirts though because I am like a reptile: I get hot far too easily AND I get cold very quickly. Weather, man, I’m Minnesotan so I have to be able to talk about it for days.
With all of this clothes shopping (I am going to look goooood) I have neglected to think about stuff like medicine.. Which my mom reminded me of today:
MOM: So do you have Pepto-Bismol?
ME: I have tums!
MOM: Do you have enough?
ME: Well, I can always go and get it.
MOM: If you need it, are you really going to want to go out and get it?
ME: I guess not…
MOM: Plus, you’ll have to translate it from Spanish to figure out what it is.
Point proven, Mother! She is a very smart lady. So I guess I need to pick that up. I have enough ibuprofen and dramamine to kill a horse, so I think I’m all set otherwise.
Also, more weather, there can sometimes be tropical storms hanging out because Granada is an hour away from the coast. That will be fun!
I should probably try to do something like pack because I have been steadily throwing clothes into piles around my room and why would I do anything productive when I could be writing an ever-entertaining blog post about absolutely nothing? Duh, cuz I’m an idiot.
I will be headed on a plane tomorrow! Woooohoooo Spanish/hostel livin’ soon!
Deuces homies and the U.S. of A.