A day of kicking the routine: Da algo para la musica

Holaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Finally , I did it Today!! I woke up early , went to the dine and had my breakfast and headed toward the streets too early to get a glimpse of the true city where I am living.

Finally I had a feeling that I have been trapped in a routine and the worst part of it that I dont get to chose it. So I woke up early ,,,, I am so proud of me so so so proud ... I went to the Kiosk and bought a newspaper and went to Mirador de San Nicolas .. its a place where people go to see the sunset and the sunshine ,, I was there at almost 9 , I had my friend with me but she went to catch her class and I stayed.

At the beginning it was almost empty ,,, there were no one but me , Antonio the gypsy singer and Herminia (its not her name but I thought she looks like Herminia from "Ceuntame") ... She is an old lady ho sells Castanuelas , which are wooden instruments on the shape of a shell that flamenco dancers use to crack with there fingers ...

Antonio would sing with his gorgeous deep voice and Herminia would dance with her castanuelas with her stuffed body that looks like it had had a wide history of dance and beauty .... Ahhhhhhhhhh I was extremley happy listening and watching them while reading my paper and drinking cocacola .

Antonio would sing a song then hold the guitar as a spoon and make a round on all of these who watch him and say with all the confidence that exists in the world: "Da algo para la musica" " give something for the music" >> I gave him a euro and asked him to play me anything for Manolo Escobar mm he said nothing just went back to his place and played "Soy un hombre del campo" "I am a man from the village" and dedicated it to me!!! God I was so happy

Afterwards come a huge number of school students who assisted a class right there in front of Alhambra about legendes related to the palace,,, then came a class of little children ,, really little m but when Antonio started playing they offered him a lot of money..

I was surprised with the level of culture they have : A young person of 10 years would put a part of his pocket money for a gypsy singer ,, they do appreciate the beauty of this sidewalk art!!

I love this about Spain ,,, I think how blessed i am to be in a country where i can here a background music of my each and every moment....

Here are some pictures

The croos os the mirador and on the background you can see the Masjid of Granada :)

Herminia is the woman with the red jacket and Antonio (obviously) the one with the guitar

Thats the edge where i was sitting reading overlooking Alhambra

The Fielld trip >>>> very nice children ....

I will be back with the songs that Antonio sang ,,, I love you Granada .. I really and deeply do :(

Another wonderful feeling of Spain

Now as I watch my favorite Spanish TV Shows I can recognize the detilas of a spanish place ... The Telefunica (Public phones) ,,the Ciggarettes machine ,, the little words people do say and the streets , the buses , the metro (even though I have not been in one yet).. God !!! I am being reborn , I am so deeply happy for everything :)

Anyone got a compass?

I am too puzzled that I cant trust happiness ... Can I be happy for this or not? are you thinking? I tend to forget but also I tendo to remember in the worst timings ... I have to face it: Its not a recycle bin in my heart , there are feelings in there .. I dont know what to think or what to say , but what I really wanna do is look at today after 5 years .. I wanna know how will things turn out and how will I regeret or celebrate what is happening now ... God how much I "dont know what verb" you!!!

20 new feelings I never had before Spain

Hello Blog , I need not mention how much I miss you. Ahh I really miss posting right after the happening of incidentes ,, but its extremely hard around here . Its too hyctic and not organized ,,,

This post is dedicated to the new set of feelings that I got to feel around here in Spain >>> 20 Feelings they go like this :



1- Walking under the rain because I have to , not becuase I would love to.

Standing on Konya Pavement waiting for the rain to stop .. it never did that night!

2-Wearing a sweatshirt with the name of a University on it , just like those I see in american movies.

In my dorm room wearing my Universidad de Granada sweatshirt

3-Wearing lighting bunny ears in a public place



In Konya


4- Being extremely broke without a single cent to pay for anything

ATM screen with straight zeros on it



5 - Taking a picture with a money begger

This money begger does not move at all , you get to think that she is a showroom doll when she suddenly moves a flower in her hand!! Freaky!!

6- Live in someone elses ideas.

Nemrut , a restaurnat that my friends told me about . They described it with love that when I entered I felt like stepping into their heads



7- Being responsible for keys.

Keys of my dorm room





7- Taking a Flamenco class and feel extremely satsfied about my body infront of a giant mirror.

Everytime I tell myself: It cant get any better .. 4 classes so far and it keeps getting more wonderful each time !!



8- Talking to a crazy man who says he met the devil and had a personal encounter with Jesus

He was feeding cats some kind of bread with tuna in it .. he started talking to us , he had blue eyes that sparkle like glass and a cold deep look. Everytime I tried to tell him the verses of Quran we read to deal with Jinn he would not let me. He is so christian , but he agreed with everything I told him about Islam's point of view. My friends freaked out , I was freaked out. We wanted to go through a tiny street but he did not let us , then he disappeared... I got a feeling that I cant share , but he is something different.

9- Feel like I am in T.V series written by Dr.Waleed Saif and directed by Hatim Ali.

I was walking totally lost ,, I passed this street and when I left my head I saw the arch. It was there looking at me ... It was one of those moments when something is standing right there for everyone to see but it seems like no one really sees it but me...
This looked like a scene from the first episode of the TV show that shaped my personality and my life line "Rabee'e Cordoba" , when the protagonist "Mansour bin abi Amer" came out from the ryal palace knowing that his dream is going to come true .. he was walking in circles and when he passes from under an arch he jumped in joy!!!


10 - Entering places I dont know and may not be authorized to enter them just for the sake of taking an ugly picture

Columns inside the hospital of San Juan de Dios .. it does not look like a hospital in any possible way , its pretty much like a syrian house of those whom we see in bab el7ara!!.. still very nice :)

11 - Belong to a historical building , not only passing by one and wishing to belong to it

The building of my faculty : Faculty of Translation and Interpretation

12- Seeing a Non in person

A non wiating on the bus stop .. I love how they look , how they walk but what surprises me that perople areound here hate nons , especially girls!! No Idea why :(

13- Attending a mass in a cathedral

14- Doing some "Grown ups" shopping

Shopping for real necisities ,,, some shopping more than chocolate , chips and cocacola :)


15- Belonging to a coffee that the wiater and the staff feel like family and the place feels like home

Rami .. A jordanian humble guy who works in my favorite place "Konya" a Tea Salon and Shawarmeria... Its a place where I order things that are put in the menu ,, where I talk to strangers and feel totally and vividly happy and free.

16- Wandering around a foriegn country wearing a palestanian traditional costume

Me in Konya

17 - Sleeping a night in a spooky , bad guraded pesnion

Pension "Los montes" ,, Gran Via



18- Sneaking into a class room in great faculty and make belief we are Professors

Me in a classroom in Faculty of Law ... My old old dream :s

19- Asking people if I can take a picture of their properities

Who ever thought that I will be able to do so in Jordan!!! God how smooth and wonderful it is .. It goes like this : Can I take a picture of your shop ? and everyone is like: Of couuuuuuuurse!!!

The guy int this shop where I ate the first thing down my throat in Spain aplogized for his shop being dirty after a long day of work ... who caressssssssssssssss

I meant to take a picture of the guy , his name is Ryad Abu Zahra ,,, he is Iraqui and a wonderful friend of ours :)

20- Feeling like home in a place that is not Amman: Carlos Quinto
The door to my room 5107 :)

Goofing around in the playground of the residence

It has been a while ,,, things are losing the covers of fantasies ,, they are being colored by the colors of reality , and reality suddenly seems to be magically appealing :)

Hasta La Vista :)

Eres Tu : You are you ... I love it

Catedral of Granada

Gone

My Faculty : Traduccion e Interpretacion

Why waste the wall?

Its a policy of Granada ... all walls are drown on ... very nice: )

Silent corner

One of the many silent corners where I spread my prayer mat and pray ... as if my corner is already prepared wiating in the silence for me to come . Thanks Allah

Cafeteria Ugarit

Ugarit ; Love the Place hate the people

Movinggggggggggggggg

Me on the bus stop while moving from the Pension to the Residence … I hate being a nomad , it hurts my back

Durum Shawarma

Us buying Shawerma from durum .. Durum is a shawerma shop in Gran Via street , owned by a guy who looks exactly like Rushdi Abaza may Allah bless his soul … Today he was talking on the phone while making us the sandwiches and although I did not understand what was the language but I caught the vibe that he is talking to his love (Who ever wanted a translator for such conversations? .. Lets face it: Love is an international situation of stupidity :) . He asked us where were we from , so we told him that we are from Jordan . I asked him :Where are you from? So he pointed to his face and said : What do I look like? Mays said: Indian .. I said: Pakistani .. he was Pakistani :)
He said that we speak Spanish fastly that he did not think that we were foreigners . His Spanish is a little bit weak , so I asked him :What languages do you speak ? And he speaks 6 languages!!!! Spanish , English , Urdo , Sendi , Benjabi, and one more language that I cant recall.. is not that wonderful!!

Mays is the Guy :)

A picture of us taken by a stranger after attending a mass in the Catedral of Granada .. we have had just bought two shawarma sandwiches and we passed by the church , we heard the voice of the prayers so we started looking in after we cracked the door. A guy suddenly opened the door and we were startled for a moment but then mays asked a very humble guy if we can come in , and he was so happy to lead us in. At the beginning everyone was standing and when they sat down mays and I pushed ourselves in a line next to 3 young guys (Really young to be religious!!). The guy next to me kept looking at me , at the beginning he was confused , then he lived with it: she is a muslim and she is in the mass.

The Catedral is overwhelming … the work in the architecture is just breathtaking . I did not take pictures because people were praying , so I sat and listened to the prayers.. I said amen after few phrases because they go with my belief …. The smell of the shawerma started spreading so we sneaked out !! It was a very nice experience , one of the many things that I would not have done if not with mays :)

Non

She waited for so long .. The bus never came .. a non in front of the church of San Juan de Dios – Granada

Crack !!

Lonely?

A wedding dress in a second hand shop. is it sad?

Holy Crap!!!! My Camera teasing me

Yeah yeah !! As if I care , My camea for almost half the price of Jordanian Canon shop!!!
453 euros , Which is - by the way- nothing at all compared to the prices around here ...
Thats soooo sad .. I think I am going for the zoom lens if it is that cheap :(