and this morning since it was kind of crazy. So I had a date last night with a very pretty spanish girl who we'll call "Shaniqua" for confidentiality purposes. This was my fist actual date date since I've been here in Spain. Don't get me wrong, I've been out with plenty of girls since I've been here but this was an actual date.Let me start off by giving you a little background information about Shaniqua. I met her two nights ago at this big free outdoor concert in Plaza Colon. Shaniqua and her friend approached my roommate and I and just started talking. They turned out to be incredibly cool and good looking girls so we invited them to the bar after the concert. Shaniqua and I connected immediately because she actually could speak english fairly well : ) This was because she had done a semester abroad in the states.
We exchanged information after the bar and when getting home we talked online for a while. This turned into us setting up a date for last night.
So last night we met on Gran Via and went to the movies. We went and saw "21" in spanish which turned out to be really good. Usually when I take a girl on a date I pay regardless of the situation however; due to the finacial situation I'm in, I thank God that we went dutch. After the movie I did what any respectable guy would do (I took her to my favorite bar.) A bunch of my friends and people from the program happened to be at the bar so we had a blast.
Fast forward to the walk home: So we leave the bar jolly and start heading home. Being the gentleman that I am (and since after quite a few drinks I actually thought I lived near her) I walked her home/road on the bus with her.
So we arrive at her apartment where she lives with her family. She asks if I want to come up and hangout. OF COURSE. She warns me that I'll have to be super quite going in since she lives with her family. ME BE QUITE come on. I agree knowing that this will take an incredible amount of discipline and focus since I haven't been silent in 22 years. So we head up.
She takes me into her room and shows me all kinds of Spanish stuff, pictures, and what not. She plays field hockey so there was all kinds of stuff having to do with that. We talked and talked and talked : ) Not realizing how late it actually was and since the Metro was closed by this time she asks if I'd like to just sleep there for the night. You don't have to ask me twice.
Fast forward to this morning: I wake up around 9:00a.m. but I can't leave because her mom and sister are up doing things and of course they would kill her if they knew she had a boy spend the night. Shaniqua tells me not to worry because they'll leave in a little bit. 1 hour passes, 2 hours pass, 3 hours pass and the mom is still hanging out around the house. I look out the window to see if there is anyway to climb down. This is a no go due to the fact that we are on the eighth floor and I would definitely fall to my death. Another problem arises... I have to pee like a race horse but I can't leave the room till her mom is gone.
Finally around 1:30 I tell her that I've gotta get outta here for a number of reason. 1. I've gotta pee 2. I have school work I've gotta do before class 3. I'm getting clausterphobic She agrees to try and sneak me out. She leaves the room and then comes in and directs me to come quick. I walk out of the room and hear her mom in the kitchen. We tip toe to the door, she opens the door and as I start to walk out her mom calls her name. We've been caught! So what do I do? I RUN and RUN and RUN all the way down all eight flights of stairs and out the front door.
I must admit I walked home with a huge smile on my face the entire way.
The picture on the top right is her (Shaniqua haha)
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