La granadina It's the spring semester of my junior year, so I am celebrating with un gran viaje filled with classes (unfortunately) and crazy foreign fun.

Once upon a time, while it was blizzarding in Minnesota, I went to the beach. And not a scummy little lake “beach,” mind you: a real, live sand-and-salt-water bit of Mediterranean Sea. Tough life! It was to celebrate Andalusia Day, of course: Amy and I grabbed our suits, I grabbed my SPF, and we headed to the bus station. Two hours later, we were enjoying a sunny seaside Wednesday in Nerja, a cute little tourist town near Málaga. It was still a bit too February for swimming, but plenty warm to lounge half-naked in the sun, which is exactly what we did. I didn’t even get burned! Ah, Spain.