Granada, Spain is such an odd place. It has a very unreal quality to it. We live in the Albizen, which is the old Moorish city center. The whole neighborhood is a UNSCO international haritage site. All of the buildings are over 400 years old. Every guide bnook that mensions Granada talks about the sites in our area of town. Last night while walking home we enountered a group (40 people) of tourist taking pictures in frount of our grocrey store. It almost feels like Diseny World in some way. There is noway places like really exsist. It must be a theme park. The odd oddity gets compunded more by the fact that we don´t really have to do anything. We study the lauguage and dance and music. But we don´t really work. The only things on TV are psychics reading taroh cards and dubbed US tv. We have no real sense of what is going on in the outside world (or if it is even still there). The food is cheap, there are no more bills to pay. No phones that ring. No mail. It is as if there is a powerful force that is just sucking you to the city center. Relaxing you. Making movment and choice imposible. If one were to stay more than a month, I don´t if it would be posible to leave. I have met somany people who have arived with no set plan to leave and there stay just keeps getting longer and longer. We don´t really live here, but now we are no longer tourist. We don´t know the culture, but we also feel no need to buy nick nacks or take pictures all the time. It is as if we don´t belong, but have no where to go. Caught in some middle ground. This is a beautiful place, but one in which you loose yourself or lose the world (for better or worse).

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