We arrived around 9pm. We had made a few stops along the way for food and gas so it took longer than expected. We dropped our things off at the house and headed to the grocery store to get food before it closed at 10pm. We stocked up with a whole cart of food and beverages (even though we would only be there for two days). We got back to the house, which was actually more of like a town house, connected to a row of other houses with literally only a ONE minute walk to the beach. Alex prepared dinner for us while we decided who was sleeping in each of the three rooms. There was two rooms and a bathroom upstairs and a living room, kitchen, bathroom and one bedroom downstairs. It was a smaller place but very modern, clean and nice!
After dinner a few of us walked down to the beach and listened to the waves. It was so dark that you could only see about 20 feet in front of you. So it was almost eerie looking into the ocean and seeing only the white crests of the waves coming towards you but it was truly relaxing, peaceful and beautiful at the same time. Alex, Silvia, Jeneé and I stayed in that night on the couch chatting and eating while the other girls decided to go for a night out in one of the towns bars/clubs.
In the middle of one of our conversations the buzzer to the gate surrounding the house randomly went off. On the phone there was a screen with a video that popped up showing the area where the buzzer was so that whoever was in the house could see who was buzzing them. Though the video showed an empty street and we all screamed and started to imagine that we were in some sort of horror story. It happened again a few minutes later and then an hour or so later the power randomly went off twice and turned back on. We started telling true ghost stories and all became really frightened. We were all huddled together on the couch, practically laying on one another because we were all afraid. Nothing else strange happened that night but I swear I haven't been that afraid since I was a little girl and thought there was monsters under my bed. When the other girls came home later that night Silvia and Alex told Cristina that her house was haunted. The next morning we tried the buzzer to the gate and it didn't work at all. So we know it wasn't some teenager trying to scare us. I guess we won't ever REALLY know why that happened....or how.
The next morning we all got up around 11am. We were all tired from either the driving or the bars for the others. Almost all of us decided to take a walk down the beach. It was sunny but windy and probably in the mid-50s. The beach was very picturesque with mountains in the distance. We also saw some kites further down the beach so Jeneé and I walked down towards them to get a closer look. Alex and Cristina left to go back to the store and get a few things we had forgotten from the night before. We walked what seemed like a mile down the beach towards the kites and discovered about 10 men kite-surfing! We sat down in the sand and sun and watched for about half an hour. It was so relaxing and wonderful to hear the waves instead of some loud city in the background.
We finally walked back to the house and Alex was almost finished preparing everyones lunch. I guess he decided to be the cook for the weekend which was great since I am not the best cook myself. He made some chicken drumsticks cooked with paprika and some potatoes on the side. It was filling and delicious. After lunch everybody but Lindsay and I decided to go into the small beach town and explore. Lindsay and I felt more like a siesta than walking around all afternoon. Though neither of us ended up napping on the couch because we got sucked into watching some offbeat movies about kidnappings and stalkers. It started getting dark and the group hadn't arrived home yet so we both started to scare each other, especially with me telling her more about the previous-nights events. We both decided to actually get up and take showers and get ready so that by the time the rest of the group got back it would be two less people that needed to shower before going out. The group finally got back after we were showered. The girls had found 6 matching dresses in different colors at one of the many thrifts shops in town for 6 euro each. They wanted us to all dress the same that night.
The rest of the group started to get ready while some of the group started to make dinner for us. We listened to music, drank sangria, talked, laughed and helped each other do our hair and makeup. While some of the girls and I were upstairs getting ready we heard a huge crash of glass. By the time we made it downstairs, Cristina, Alex and Silvia were gone. Lindsay told us that Alex had been leaning up against the glass table on the patio when it cracked and broke. Some of the glass cut his wrist pretty deep and Cristina and Silvia left to take him to the emergency room. They came back an hour or so later and Alex had had four stitches and was bandaged up but otherwise fine. After that we finished getting ready and having a few drinks and FINALLY left the house at 2:30am to head to one of the bars. As you can see the night life here is quite different from the US.
The girls and I were all done-up and in our matching dresses and spent the next several hours dancing and laughing. It was truly the best and most entertaining night that I have had since I have been in Spain. We arrived back home at 7:30am. We were all exhausted and feel asleep immediately.
The next morning we woke up around 1pm. We ate breakfast, showered, cleaned the house and were on our way by about 3pm. On the way out we stopped at a little Italian restaurant and ordered a few pizzas. Then we were on our way back to Madrid. I thought with how little sleep I had gotten that I would spend the whole way home sleeping but Jeneé, Lindsay, Cristina and I surely entertained one another with stories and jokes the entire way home. We got back to Madrid around 8pm. It was cold and drizzling. We all said goodbye and went our separate ways. I finally got home a little after 9pm, unpacked, uploaded all my pictures, talked with my boyfriend and finally got to bed around 2am. The next morning in class at 9am I was a zombie but the newly made, wonderful memories were still fresh in my mind.
views from the drive home
It was a phenomenal weekend with phenomenal company. I know I will remember it for the rest of my life and I can't wait to go back to Dénia in the spring when it is a little warmer!
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