Hola a todos! After a pretty crazy week, I am finally updating you all on my life on the eve of my very early morning departure to BARCELONA! I have a mix of emotions going into this trip, the first is that I am downright ecstatic to finally be able to experience this marveled city while the other part is sad that it's another weekend checked off the list. I think it's high time I start planning my trip back here, who's in this time?!
My hectic week began in an interesting manner with some Early-Monday-Morning Football (it doesn't really have the same ring as the "Monday Night Football" song now does it?). As the Spanish announcers would say, "LOS PACKERS GANARON" which means that the Packers won, which you all knew, but it is so much more amusing to hear them say it in their accents! I give them props though for at least showing some interest in futbol americano while the rest of their country is enthralled with the other kind of football: soccer. Anyway the game did in fact start at 12:30 a.m. our time and you better believe that the majority of our group made it out for at least the first half of the game. I had intentions of staying until the end, but only made it until the end of the third quarter as I kept falling asleep and having nightmares about falling asleep in my 9:30 a.m. class which would not only be embarrassing, but it's already questionable whether our professor even likes us in the first place. I wasn't willing to risk it so headed home and admittedly hoped for a packer-win the whole way. Also, not only did we not get to have a typical Super Bowl Party complete with tasty American food, we didn't get to see any of the commercials either! I have never wanted to see commercials so bad in my life! Instead we listened to the Spanish announcers and stared at an aerial view of the stadium. No commercials also constituted an early departure by yours truly.
Since football season was officially over at 4 a.m. our time on Monday I thought it was appropriate to bust out my Minnesota Twins gear to class on Monday. My host mom commented on my twins shirt during lunch and I don't think she knew what she was in for after "liking" my shirt as our conversation spiraled into me professing my love for baseball and the twins for the next 30 minutes (I'm guessing my fellow-twin-lover father has a huge smile on). I told her all about the my family trips to different stadiums throughout the country, the new target stadium (the conversation then took a slight detour to discuss shopping since the target brand came up, but I no worries, folks I made sure of a timely return back to the discussion topic at hand), we talked about my family's season tickets, my attempt at playing softball and on and on and on. Finally dear Sonsoles admitted that she did not understand anything about the game of baseball. I then proceeded to explain as much as I could about the game with the inadequate amount of vocabulary terms I have for baseball. However, I ensured her that when we found a game on television in about 49 days I would teach her all about it! I couldn't really tell if she was excited, but she knew I was because I couldn't wipe the smile off my face as I kept repeating, "me gusta, me gusta."
My weeks are becoming more and more busy as more of our activities are underway. I practically spent my entire Wednesday at school between learning how to salsa and cha-cha, meeting some cool intercambio students and doing my homework. I love to stay busy, but man it makes the time fly even faster which isn't good! Also on a not surprising note I had another incident with the Spanish cobblestone. I was walking back to school today to meet my friend, Anna, so we could work on our Felipe Segundo presentation. For the story it is important to note that since my time in Spain and because of all the walking I have been doing I have developed into quite the speed-walker. (Most of the time I don't even realize it until my short-legged friends start jogging alongside me.) Anyway the fact that the walk to school is on a slight decline the entire way didn't really help my cause. I was cruising along at what I thought was my normal pace, backpack on back, and passing most every group of students that just weren't walking fast enough for me. Well you guessed it, I slipped on the sidewalk and completely fell on my hands and knees. I majorly scuffed my new boots, put a hole in my somewhat new leggings and my knee was bleeding. I was a little embarrassed mainly because all of the students that I had passed earlier just became witness to the result of my power-walking! Well, at least I know how to laugh at myself, right?!
I am going now going to hit the hay as I need to be up in about five hours! We return on Monday night around 7 p.m. but I have a presentation on Tuesday that I will need to work on so you can all look for stories and pictures from Barcelona on Tuesday night! I hope you are all doing well and the offer to escape the rather snowy Minnesota to sunny-60-degree Spain still stands, so let me know!
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