I love it when...

Today I went to a Teteria (a tea shop) to celebrate my trip to Barcelona.  My friends and I had the hardest time finding a way to get there.  We were booking it last minute, and Barcelona is quite far from Granada.  I leave for Barcelona in the morning - so early the sun won't be up yet.  Yikes!

At this tea shop they have a menu, only of teas, some milk shakes and a few juices.  There are four or five pages dedicated to teas.  Our waiter didn't speak Spanish very well, and got my order confused.  I ordered a tea with fruit in it and he gave me black tea with milk.  I don't like black tea.

He eventually left and the nice waiter came on duty (or so I'm told from the friends who took me there).  I told him that I was given the wrong tea and he quickly  brought me the right tea.  It's called Amor Brujo, or Witch Love.  Its a green tea with lots of fruits and other things I didn't recognize in Spanish.

It was amazing.  It was like drinking juice.  It was tart and fruity and I fell in love with the Teteria.  (They also gave us free chocolate crepes.)

This is me and my tea.  Don't we make a great pair?

This was not the best part of the night.  When we were paying (the nice waiter) I asked if it was possible to buy a small bag of the tea.  He said "Cien euro" or 100 euro.  And then, he gave it to me, for FREE.  I was expecting a small amount, enough for one cup.  What he gave me was enough for a small teapot.  If you make a fist, that is about the amount he gave me.  Anywhere else, or in any other country (I believe, and definately the States) that would have cost at least $10.  I was dancing in the street I was so excited.

And then I found another tea shop. 

I love the people in Spain (most of them anyways).