Caca de Vaca

     Saturday morning was another excursion and Friday night I enjoyed myself too much so that I forgot to set an alarm, but luckily my friend Christina came in and reminded me and woke me up. I woke up in my dress from Friday night and wearing one shoe, so needless to say Saturday morning had a rough start. I got myself ready and made it to the bus with plenty of time to pick up a nectarine and a red bull before an hour or so ish bus ride to some random town. We got to this little town, the name of which I forget, and walked around, saw some pretty bridges and chilled in a cafe all together for a while before getting back on the bus to go up to the lakes (the main excursion). 

     The next bus ride was nauseating and bumpy and near deathly because the bus was driving up the most narrow road in the world up a giant cliff passing by other gigantic buses. I closed my eyes for most of it but when I wasn't, there were some phenomenal views. We eventually got up to the lakes which were surrounded by cows that you could go up to and feed and touch, the place I think is called Covadonga but I could never remember that, plus there were cows so I refer to it as Cowabunga. We had about 2 hours at the lakes, so we walked around for a while and then watched the cows sleep, eat, buck each other, and other exhilarating cow activity. We laid by the lake for a while and I got a slight sunburn that is now just a tan, bonus. It honestly felt like being in the Sound of Music with our surroundings, it was so pretty excluding the significant amount of cow shits everywhere that made for a lovely scent. 

          After relaxing with the cows in the sun by the lake, we got back on the death road to go down to the town of Cowabunga to see its cathedral. 

       We made it safely down the mountain and stopped in the town for about an hour, a small group of us went to the first restaurant we found and split calamari because we were really hungry and hadnt eaten lunch yet. Then I went to this pretty cave shrine thing and put my hands in and drank out of the holy water that I guess gives you luck for marriage. Keep your fingers crossed. Then I headed over to the pretty cathedral which was the main attraction of the town and looked out over the view. We were up in the mountains so the views were beautiful, like living in the gorge or something. We rounded up the troops and got on the bus one last time to head home to Oviedo, an hour and a half bus ride away.

The holy water that gives you marriage luck

       We got home into Oviedo at 6:30 or so and got poured on during the walk home. The weather was very strange, it was hot as hell all day, sunny and extremely humid which I hate and then walking home it felt the same (sticky and humid) but it rained on us. We were all exhausted from a long night/day of adventure with the cows and the last thing we wanted was hot rain that made us sticky and made our hair big. We hung out for a while, showered and rested up before getting ready to go out again. We hit up the Plaza Del Sol like we always do and drank some beers while socializing with other people from our program (the Germans). 

      Sunday was a very relaxing day full of rest and sleep which was very much so needed. Emily, Sarah and I went to the little Sunday market that Oviedo has where they sell anciently old books and socks as well as knock off designer underwear and 80's prom dresses. Quite the selection. We walked around for a while and I got some little things, then we got a kebab for lunch before heading back to lay around and sleep some more. Cowabunga was definitely worth the trek and was really fun and Sunday was the exact kindof day we all needed to get ready for our last Monday of school in Spain.