Granada
Granada! I had no idea what it was! And now I discover it is an Arabian paradise in the south of Spain. I am staying in the Arabic quarter which is full of tea houses, narrow alleyways, shwarma, colourful scarves and the smell of apple shisha in the air...
There is also a community of hippies dwelling in hundreds of caves on the hill overlooking the city, fantastic tapas bars, a sultan's palace and fortress, as well as skinny cats prowling amongst the debris of the city.
I traded my Tshirt and jeans for a cotton dress, large silver earrings and sandals and now fit right in. Bought some incense from an eccentric Mexican cave dweller who parks his golden porche out the front, so soon I should smell right too.
And I will leave you with this semi entertaining poem...
Hello muddah, hello faddah
Here I am at Camp Granada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
How I don't want this should scare ya
But my bunkmate has malaria
You remember Jeffrey Hardy
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh muddah, faddah
Take me home, I hate Granada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay
I've been here one whole day.
Dearest faddah, darling muddah,
How's my precious little bruddah
Let me come home, if you miss me
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing
Playing baseball, gee that's better
Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter.
There is also a community of hippies dwelling in hundreds of caves on the hill overlooking the city, fantastic tapas bars, a sultan's palace and fortress, as well as skinny cats prowling amongst the debris of the city.
I traded my Tshirt and jeans for a cotton dress, large silver earrings and sandals and now fit right in. Bought some incense from an eccentric Mexican cave dweller who parks his golden porche out the front, so soon I should smell right too.
And I will leave you with this semi entertaining poem...
Hello muddah, hello faddah
Here I am at Camp Granada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivy
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
How I don't want this should scare ya
But my bunkmate has malaria
You remember Jeffrey Hardy
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh muddah, faddah
Take me home, I hate Granada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay
I've been here one whole day.
Dearest faddah, darling muddah,
How's my precious little bruddah
Let me come home, if you miss me
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute, it's stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming, guys are sailing
Playing baseball, gee that's better
Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter.