Well, this is officially my last internet use in Spain!
Also my last blog post.
I wonder how much of my body is now made of Spanish particles? I am breathing Spanish air, eating Spanish food that grew in Spanish soil (well, a lot of it at least). My body is parcially compsed of Spanish things, so therefore I am parcially Spanish.
Looking forward to my 24+-hour voyage home. Barcelona, Paris, Chicago, train in chicago, other train to south bend, car to Elkhart!
I will post some pictures when I get back and find a little free time.
¡¡¡Hasta Luego!!!
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
May
Well, it looks like it is almost May. That means I leave very soon!
This is in fact the case, and I leave on May 10. Geeeezz
This week I have my last classes, and next week finals. I guess its time to do a little bit of work again! My classes continue to be easy, and I don´t think the exams will be too bad. I have been working on a project for Transmisió Cultural that involves interviewing one of my friends, who is from India. I am talking about her education, which has been all over the world. This class, fromt he university, is not complete until the middle of June, but I have worked it out so that I will leave May 10th and not lose the class. I just have to write on some forums and turn in the final project by June something. The only problem is that the project is a group project with two other people, so it will taking some working out to get it done. But I think it will all work out fine.
I have been thinking about and assessing Barcelona recently. I have one friend who feels like it is the most awesome place she has ever been and completely loves it. She plans whole-heartedly to live here in the future, as it is the most comfortable place she has ever lived. I don´t feel this way. It is a very cool city, but I think it is maybe a little too cool for me, or too cool for its own good. If I lived here for a longer time, I would maybe think differently. But it feels like Barcelona is full to the brim with culture and cool-ness and trendiness to the point that I don´t feel like I have anything to say or contribute to this place. It doesn´t need me, because it already has a slew of American youth trying to find a cool place to live. And it has people from all over the world, seemingly filling in every possible niche.
This may be the case in all big cities. It may also be a result of trying to actually live and fit in to a distinct culture with a distinct language. Still, this is the feeling I get sometimes from Barcelona, like the people are ambivalent toward whatever I may have to say about the world and about life. That said, I love this city, but in the way that I love an amusment park. Every once in a while is awesome, but I wouldn´t want to live there. That analogy is a little extreme, but true in a way.
I would prefer to live somewhere that needs me, and where I can say things that are important and relevant. The more I think about it, maybe I just am not comfortable in a city. I was not born in a city and haven´t really lived in one until now. Lima doesn´t count, because I was like a baby there. My language skills weren´t very good, and I didn´t really get integrated at all besides with my host family.
My opinion may change in a couple months once I have time to process my experience here. It is interesting that I feel the way I do, because since sometime in high school I dreamed of living somewhere that aligned more with my opinions than INDIANA. But, you know, I have realized that I kind of hate being in the majority. I actually like being surrounded by people who don´t think like me, because that way I feel like I have my own opinion. I like the social resistance of being in the minority, becuase I have the need to defend the things I stand for instead of just going with the already established status quo.
This leads me to ask: To what extent are my opinions based on simply being different or distinct? Hopefully not too much, because that would be silly. Maybe I don´t want to live in Barcelona because people are always saying, ¨Barcelona is awesome, the best place in the world!¨. But honestly, I think there are plently of other places in the world that could use my help and skills more than Barcelona. For example, almost anywhere.
This is in fact the case, and I leave on May 10. Geeeezz
This week I have my last classes, and next week finals. I guess its time to do a little bit of work again! My classes continue to be easy, and I don´t think the exams will be too bad. I have been working on a project for Transmisió Cultural that involves interviewing one of my friends, who is from India. I am talking about her education, which has been all over the world. This class, fromt he university, is not complete until the middle of June, but I have worked it out so that I will leave May 10th and not lose the class. I just have to write on some forums and turn in the final project by June something. The only problem is that the project is a group project with two other people, so it will taking some working out to get it done. But I think it will all work out fine.
I have been thinking about and assessing Barcelona recently. I have one friend who feels like it is the most awesome place she has ever been and completely loves it. She plans whole-heartedly to live here in the future, as it is the most comfortable place she has ever lived. I don´t feel this way. It is a very cool city, but I think it is maybe a little too cool for me, or too cool for its own good. If I lived here for a longer time, I would maybe think differently. But it feels like Barcelona is full to the brim with culture and cool-ness and trendiness to the point that I don´t feel like I have anything to say or contribute to this place. It doesn´t need me, because it already has a slew of American youth trying to find a cool place to live. And it has people from all over the world, seemingly filling in every possible niche.
This may be the case in all big cities. It may also be a result of trying to actually live and fit in to a distinct culture with a distinct language. Still, this is the feeling I get sometimes from Barcelona, like the people are ambivalent toward whatever I may have to say about the world and about life. That said, I love this city, but in the way that I love an amusment park. Every once in a while is awesome, but I wouldn´t want to live there. That analogy is a little extreme, but true in a way.
I would prefer to live somewhere that needs me, and where I can say things that are important and relevant. The more I think about it, maybe I just am not comfortable in a city. I was not born in a city and haven´t really lived in one until now. Lima doesn´t count, because I was like a baby there. My language skills weren´t very good, and I didn´t really get integrated at all besides with my host family.
My opinion may change in a couple months once I have time to process my experience here. It is interesting that I feel the way I do, because since sometime in high school I dreamed of living somewhere that aligned more with my opinions than INDIANA. But, you know, I have realized that I kind of hate being in the majority. I actually like being surrounded by people who don´t think like me, because that way I feel like I have my own opinion. I like the social resistance of being in the minority, becuase I have the need to defend the things I stand for instead of just going with the already established status quo.
This leads me to ask: To what extent are my opinions based on simply being different or distinct? Hopefully not too much, because that would be silly. Maybe I don´t want to live in Barcelona because people are always saying, ¨Barcelona is awesome, the best place in the world!¨. But honestly, I think there are plently of other places in the world that could use my help and skills more than Barcelona. For example, almost anywhere.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
After some time
Hello again. I know it has been a long time since I posted last.
Jenna and Joe came to visit me here, which was a blast. It was at the perfect time, as I was very familiar with the city and able to show them around well, and also because it is toward the end of my time here and I am starting to really crave familiar people. It was great to see them, and now I am even more excited to come home and see everyone again--which, suprisingly, is in loess than 3 weeks. ¿Qué rápido ha pasado el tiempo! It really is crazy how quickly this semester has gone.
I still have quite a bit of work to do for my classes, which is a contrast to the time period since mid-terms, in which I had almost zero work. I will have a lot of studying to do for my finals, and this project for one of my classes. It will be interesting, but my work ethic is horrible, and I really need to get started on it. Doing work and writing papers in Spanish takes a lot longer than in English...can´t just pump out a big paper in a day. Or, at least, I shouldn´t.
I have been thinking lately about how I would probably be living and acting differently in Barcelona if I didn´t have such a set time period. If I did not know how long I would be here, I would be thinking more along the lines of maintaining a life here. I would need a job for sure. But, as it is, I am already thinking about the time period when I am at home, then in washington this summer. In some ways, I feel like my mind has already moved on from Spain and Barcelona, preparing itself for the next couple of months.
But I am very aware that my body is still here, and that it is important to keep the body in agreement and in tune with the mind. I will continue to take advantage of my current situation and live these last 3 weeks here to the fullest. After all, I am not going to be here in this sort of situation again.
Overall, I am very satisfied with what I have done with my time here and wouldn´t change a day, except for a couple of times when I spent too much money of food that wasn´t that good. That´s one thing I never get over--getting ripped off on food. Part of it is probably that I am no gastronomic critic, in the sense that I like almost everything. As long as my body can turn it into energy and it tastes good (which in my opinion, includes almost everything), I am satisfied. Which is why I get frustrated when I spend lots of money on a small amount of food that wasn´t that great, when I could have instead spent a small amount of money for a lot of food that also isn´t that great. After all, I will poop out most of it anyway. Thank goodness I almost never have to buy food because it is provided for me by my host mom, Josefina.
Josefina is doing well, by the way. We have gotten closer over the past couple of months, to the point where where know where the other stands on certain things, and we understand that the other won´t be convinced to change their opinion. We usually have discrepancies in the areas of politics, immigration, how much food I should eat, if the world was better 50 years ago or not, whether or not humidity ¨gets into your bones¨ and makes you sick or in pain, and, finally, my hairs. Apparently, I have an obscene amount of hairs that fall out of my body and get everywhere in the house. There is nothing I can do about this, but it continues to be a big deal for her. I have clogged the shower drain, but we fixed that. When I wash my hair now, I have to put a piece of cloth in the very complicated drain system so that I can collect all of my hairs out of the water after I finish. Occasionally, she finds hairs of mine and tells me about them. I think the problem is that I have lots of very fine hairs on my head, so a lot fall out and are impossible to see unless you have eyes trained like Josefina´s. She is a neat freak to the extreme. She told me that if she won the lottery, she would have a cleaning lady come every day of the week.
Anyway, enough Josefina ranting. Really, she is an awesome lady and has been very fun to live with. You can connect with anyone somehow, and I have managed to do that with this old Spanish lady. That is one thing that I am sure of, that everyone can connect and be friends somehow. Friendship accomplished!
Its time I get a move-on. It is not raining right now, and the weather has been very on and off rain and sun for the past couple of days. Its a half-hour bike ride home, and bike rides in the rain are just horrible.
Jenna and Joe came to visit me here, which was a blast. It was at the perfect time, as I was very familiar with the city and able to show them around well, and also because it is toward the end of my time here and I am starting to really crave familiar people. It was great to see them, and now I am even more excited to come home and see everyone again--which, suprisingly, is in loess than 3 weeks. ¿Qué rápido ha pasado el tiempo! It really is crazy how quickly this semester has gone.
I still have quite a bit of work to do for my classes, which is a contrast to the time period since mid-terms, in which I had almost zero work. I will have a lot of studying to do for my finals, and this project for one of my classes. It will be interesting, but my work ethic is horrible, and I really need to get started on it. Doing work and writing papers in Spanish takes a lot longer than in English...can´t just pump out a big paper in a day. Or, at least, I shouldn´t.
I have been thinking lately about how I would probably be living and acting differently in Barcelona if I didn´t have such a set time period. If I did not know how long I would be here, I would be thinking more along the lines of maintaining a life here. I would need a job for sure. But, as it is, I am already thinking about the time period when I am at home, then in washington this summer. In some ways, I feel like my mind has already moved on from Spain and Barcelona, preparing itself for the next couple of months.
But I am very aware that my body is still here, and that it is important to keep the body in agreement and in tune with the mind. I will continue to take advantage of my current situation and live these last 3 weeks here to the fullest. After all, I am not going to be here in this sort of situation again.
Overall, I am very satisfied with what I have done with my time here and wouldn´t change a day, except for a couple of times when I spent too much money of food that wasn´t that good. That´s one thing I never get over--getting ripped off on food. Part of it is probably that I am no gastronomic critic, in the sense that I like almost everything. As long as my body can turn it into energy and it tastes good (which in my opinion, includes almost everything), I am satisfied. Which is why I get frustrated when I spend lots of money on a small amount of food that wasn´t that great, when I could have instead spent a small amount of money for a lot of food that also isn´t that great. After all, I will poop out most of it anyway. Thank goodness I almost never have to buy food because it is provided for me by my host mom, Josefina.
Josefina is doing well, by the way. We have gotten closer over the past couple of months, to the point where where know where the other stands on certain things, and we understand that the other won´t be convinced to change their opinion. We usually have discrepancies in the areas of politics, immigration, how much food I should eat, if the world was better 50 years ago or not, whether or not humidity ¨gets into your bones¨ and makes you sick or in pain, and, finally, my hairs. Apparently, I have an obscene amount of hairs that fall out of my body and get everywhere in the house. There is nothing I can do about this, but it continues to be a big deal for her. I have clogged the shower drain, but we fixed that. When I wash my hair now, I have to put a piece of cloth in the very complicated drain system so that I can collect all of my hairs out of the water after I finish. Occasionally, she finds hairs of mine and tells me about them. I think the problem is that I have lots of very fine hairs on my head, so a lot fall out and are impossible to see unless you have eyes trained like Josefina´s. She is a neat freak to the extreme. She told me that if she won the lottery, she would have a cleaning lady come every day of the week.
Anyway, enough Josefina ranting. Really, she is an awesome lady and has been very fun to live with. You can connect with anyone somehow, and I have managed to do that with this old Spanish lady. That is one thing that I am sure of, that everyone can connect and be friends somehow. Friendship accomplished!
Its time I get a move-on. It is not raining right now, and the weather has been very on and off rain and sun for the past couple of days. Its a half-hour bike ride home, and bike rides in the rain are just horrible.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Birthday!
I bet you want to know what I did on my birthday!
I really didn´t do that much on the actual day, but I was kind of considering the week before and this week all my birthday, and speading out the fun and celebration. I had been doing a lot the long weekend before my birthday, going out a lot and spending money, so I felt like laying low on the actual day. But it was still good. I biked around a lot--it was a very nice day. I skipped my classes, which seems to be pretty acceptable here. My host mom made me a big paella, which is awesome. I love her paella; she makes it really well, and it doesn´t cost me lots of money like a good paella would in a restaurant. There is a lot of imposter tourist paella in Barcelona, because that food is really more typical of Valencia. Josefina, however, is originally from Valencia, so she has the special touch she learned from her mother.
Really, it was a good birthday, and just being in Barcelona is good enough for me on my birthday. I celebrated my 20th in Peru, when I skipped work to sit in a cow pasture all day in the sun on a mountain, then later ate Guinea Pig. I am very lucky and thankful to have these traveling experiences, as they will be some srtong memories and good stories to tell later in my life. And plus, its a lot of fun for me right now to be all over the world.
The student protests here have been going on in full force, further complicating our classes. They keep switching our classes around to different buildings in order to not disrupt the flow of things, but it is really kind of chaotic. The government continues to not change their plans for Bolonya, while the students continue to oppose it outright and clead huge protests through the city: From Plaza Universitat, down the Ramble, through la Ciutat Gótico into Plaza Jaume 1 where all the government buildings are.
My opinion is that Balonya is not bad in intention, the problem is that the Spanish government has not executed the plan in a way that gave the students much of a say in how it is done. Besides not being in agreement with the policies, the students are also protesting this sort of centralized government action. Balonya is actually a plan on the level of the European Union (which I have been learning a lot about in class lately), which means that 27 different European States are trying to carry out legislation that all can agree upon for standardizing Education...this is why there is such a discrepancy between what some Spanish people think and what the government is doing.
As far as a solution, this makes it very difficult and slow to get anything done. I don´t think that really huge changes need to be made (like some students are proposing), but instead a change in the methods of communication and revision, policy-making processes. But, I think Spanish schools could definitely use some improvement.
Things is general are going well...really, my life is pretty relaxed here. the classes aren´t too strenuous, and the Spanish is going alright. Some people in our group are going crazy about traveling around and seeing touristy things, but I mosty just enjoy living a calm relaxed life in a different place. I know that this experience of an area is just as memorable and eventful in its own way, if not more so for my tastes.
This friday we go on a day trip with BCA. I think we are going to a town called St. Pere de Rodas, which Salvador Dalí lived for some time. Also this weekend, I plan to go to this jazz club I have been wanting to go to.
If you are feeling charitable, I would appreciate any money donations right now, as I am running low on money with no possible income. I think I will get by, but it would be nice to buy my plane ticket for the summer ahead of time so that it is cheaper. Also, I want to buy a drum here, and go on a short trip to San Sebastian, in Spain.
Farewell! Thanks for all the birthday wishes!
I really didn´t do that much on the actual day, but I was kind of considering the week before and this week all my birthday, and speading out the fun and celebration. I had been doing a lot the long weekend before my birthday, going out a lot and spending money, so I felt like laying low on the actual day. But it was still good. I biked around a lot--it was a very nice day. I skipped my classes, which seems to be pretty acceptable here. My host mom made me a big paella, which is awesome. I love her paella; she makes it really well, and it doesn´t cost me lots of money like a good paella would in a restaurant. There is a lot of imposter tourist paella in Barcelona, because that food is really more typical of Valencia. Josefina, however, is originally from Valencia, so she has the special touch she learned from her mother.
Really, it was a good birthday, and just being in Barcelona is good enough for me on my birthday. I celebrated my 20th in Peru, when I skipped work to sit in a cow pasture all day in the sun on a mountain, then later ate Guinea Pig. I am very lucky and thankful to have these traveling experiences, as they will be some srtong memories and good stories to tell later in my life. And plus, its a lot of fun for me right now to be all over the world.
The student protests here have been going on in full force, further complicating our classes. They keep switching our classes around to different buildings in order to not disrupt the flow of things, but it is really kind of chaotic. The government continues to not change their plans for Bolonya, while the students continue to oppose it outright and clead huge protests through the city: From Plaza Universitat, down the Ramble, through la Ciutat Gótico into Plaza Jaume 1 where all the government buildings are.
My opinion is that Balonya is not bad in intention, the problem is that the Spanish government has not executed the plan in a way that gave the students much of a say in how it is done. Besides not being in agreement with the policies, the students are also protesting this sort of centralized government action. Balonya is actually a plan on the level of the European Union (which I have been learning a lot about in class lately), which means that 27 different European States are trying to carry out legislation that all can agree upon for standardizing Education...this is why there is such a discrepancy between what some Spanish people think and what the government is doing.
As far as a solution, this makes it very difficult and slow to get anything done. I don´t think that really huge changes need to be made (like some students are proposing), but instead a change in the methods of communication and revision, policy-making processes. But, I think Spanish schools could definitely use some improvement.
Things is general are going well...really, my life is pretty relaxed here. the classes aren´t too strenuous, and the Spanish is going alright. Some people in our group are going crazy about traveling around and seeing touristy things, but I mosty just enjoy living a calm relaxed life in a different place. I know that this experience of an area is just as memorable and eventful in its own way, if not more so for my tastes.
This friday we go on a day trip with BCA. I think we are going to a town called St. Pere de Rodas, which Salvador Dalí lived for some time. Also this weekend, I plan to go to this jazz club I have been wanting to go to.
If you are feeling charitable, I would appreciate any money donations right now, as I am running low on money with no possible income. I think I will get by, but it would be nice to buy my plane ticket for the summer ahead of time so that it is cheaper. Also, I want to buy a drum here, and go on a short trip to San Sebastian, in Spain.
Farewell! Thanks for all the birthday wishes!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Protests
For the past week or so, the students have been protesting some now school legislation. It is called ¨Balonya¨ and from what I gather its something that applies to all of the European Union that would reform certain aspects of the system so that all of the universities in Europe will be standardized. The students are all really angry about this, because it would make school here more difficult and make it harder to have a job to pay for school. So they are protesting. Since we have been here, there has been a group of students sleeping and living in one area of a building and refusing to leave. The University couldn´t do anything about it, because they were students on school property. Last week I had an exam to take, but when I showed up, they weren´t letting anybody in for class. I was excited! But then our director came and told us to go to a different classroom.
This week has been crazy, because there have been protests that shut down the normal school, but our program is just trying to ignore it and not interrupt the classes. This is a little frustrating to me, because I think protests are really interesting and exciting. Also, the weather has been really nice and I kind of want to just sit around and enjoy it. This morning there were some serious riots in a really central part of Barcelona (La Rambla) and the university expelled the students who were occupying the school so that the Mossos D´esquadra (police-swat team version) could kick them out. Check out this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rmHsRXW74U4&feature=related
I don´t really know what to think about Balonya, myself. A good comparison would be if the US decided to make all of the public universities do their education like many of the small private colleges. But I think that university in Spain is much more lax than US universities:
I am in one university class. For this class, you can work it out so that you never have to go to class. This makes it much easier to work a full-time job. The final exam is not only optional, you have to fill out a form if you want to take it. Our assessment is just one big project and 20% class participation. This can be participation during class or on online forums. My classes at Goshen are much more interactive and I think I learn a lot more there, but maybe that´s because I fully understand the language they are taught in. I am sure it is possible to learn a lot in these classes, but the form of assessment does not necessitate this learning. It would take a lot more personal initiative, which most people don´t seem to have. But then I think there is also something to be said for actually wanting to learn the information in your classes vs. doing it because you feel like you have to.
Another difference here in Spain is that there are not a lot of education grants or scholarships, so the students need good jobs to pay for their school. In America, we just borrow the money! Thats the American way (and economic problem).
Anyway, I always welcome the occasional disruption of daily routine, so in that sense, at least, I support these protests. ¡No a Balonya! ¡No a Balonya!
This week has been crazy, because there have been protests that shut down the normal school, but our program is just trying to ignore it and not interrupt the classes. This is a little frustrating to me, because I think protests are really interesting and exciting. Also, the weather has been really nice and I kind of want to just sit around and enjoy it. This morning there were some serious riots in a really central part of Barcelona (La Rambla) and the university expelled the students who were occupying the school so that the Mossos D´esquadra (police-swat team version) could kick them out. Check out this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rmHsRXW74U4&feature=related
I don´t really know what to think about Balonya, myself. A good comparison would be if the US decided to make all of the public universities do their education like many of the small private colleges. But I think that university in Spain is much more lax than US universities:
I am in one university class. For this class, you can work it out so that you never have to go to class. This makes it much easier to work a full-time job. The final exam is not only optional, you have to fill out a form if you want to take it. Our assessment is just one big project and 20% class participation. This can be participation during class or on online forums. My classes at Goshen are much more interactive and I think I learn a lot more there, but maybe that´s because I fully understand the language they are taught in. I am sure it is possible to learn a lot in these classes, but the form of assessment does not necessitate this learning. It would take a lot more personal initiative, which most people don´t seem to have. But then I think there is also something to be said for actually wanting to learn the information in your classes vs. doing it because you feel like you have to.
Another difference here in Spain is that there are not a lot of education grants or scholarships, so the students need good jobs to pay for their school. In America, we just borrow the money! Thats the American way (and economic problem).
Anyway, I always welcome the occasional disruption of daily routine, so in that sense, at least, I support these protests. ¡No a Balonya! ¡No a Balonya!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Exam week
This past week has been mid-term exams. Its hard to believe the semester is already half-over! The work load has not been bad at all, until this week. This was the first time it felt like I was actually in school and had to write some papers and study for exams. But I think it is good for me, to make me feel like I deserve to relax. There is nothing I hate more than feeling like I have no reason to just lie around or not do anything. I think I prefer (or am accustomed to) a certain level of work to keep me sane and excited about what I am doing.
Last weekend, I went to Tibidabo, the big mountain with a church on it that overlooks the city.
Today is really warm!! I could go to the beach if I wanted to, but I think would rather go home and eat lunch and take a nap.
¡Que malo estoy escribiendo ahora! No tengo muchas ganas de escribir ahora, porque he trabajado mucho esta semana, y además, ¡es un día estupendo! Mi español escrito ha mejorado mucho desde estuve en Perú, y desde llegar aquí he apredido mucho más de la gramatica. Ahora sé mas tiempos verbales, por ejemplo, el subjuntivo pasado pluscamperfecto (o algo así--no recuerdo los nombres bien). También, aprendí muchos conectores que son usados en el español. Estas cosas no son necesarios para entender o hablar con la gente, pero sí son necesarios para hablar con más fluidéz y expresar todo que quiera decir.
He aprendido un poco de catalá. Solo los días de la semana y frases poquitos...
Ojalá que me podais entender. ¡Mira el verbo en vosotros!
Espero para cuando llegue mi hermana y mi cuñado. Estaría muy felíz ver a toda mi familia, porque los me extrañan muchisimo.
Hasta Luego
Lucas
Last weekend, I went to Tibidabo, the big mountain with a church on it that overlooks the city.
Today is really warm!! I could go to the beach if I wanted to, but I think would rather go home and eat lunch and take a nap.
¡Que malo estoy escribiendo ahora! No tengo muchas ganas de escribir ahora, porque he trabajado mucho esta semana, y además, ¡es un día estupendo! Mi español escrito ha mejorado mucho desde estuve en Perú, y desde llegar aquí he apredido mucho más de la gramatica. Ahora sé mas tiempos verbales, por ejemplo, el subjuntivo pasado pluscamperfecto (o algo así--no recuerdo los nombres bien). También, aprendí muchos conectores que son usados en el español. Estas cosas no son necesarios para entender o hablar con la gente, pero sí son necesarios para hablar con más fluidéz y expresar todo que quiera decir.
He aprendido un poco de catalá. Solo los días de la semana y frases poquitos...
Ojalá que me podais entender. ¡Mira el verbo en vosotros!
Espero para cuando llegue mi hermana y mi cuñado. Estaría muy felíz ver a toda mi familia, porque los me extrañan muchisimo.
Hasta Luego
Lucas
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Picture Time
I am finally putting up some pictures! Just a taste, of course.
These are two of my friends, Kritika and Andy. This was in Sevilla, in front of a really big tree.
This was also in Sevilla, at la Palacia de Alcázares. It had a big garden area, and I am not exactly sure what this thing is.
This is my host mom, Josefina, with the awesome paella that she made one day. She was really proud of it--she was actually the one who had the idea to take a picture of it. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
This is the beginning of some pictures from Sitges. This is my friend Andy, with a smurf in the background.
Some parade crew
More parade
I am not really sure what this guy was, but he was REALLY tall and was doing tricks with that big fake dumbell. Here he is posing with my friend Jenn.
I was trying to take a picture of the devastation after the parade and mob went through, and these two girls who I don´t know said they wanted to be in the picture. Now they are famous!
This was in the morning after Sitges, as the sun was coming up. My friend Imahn is on the left, and on the right is a guy from Prague that I met and played some music with.
Me in front of a door in Sitges that caught my attention.
These are two of my friends, Kritika and Andy. This was in Sevilla, in front of a really big tree.
This was also in Sevilla, at la Palacia de Alcázares. It had a big garden area, and I am not exactly sure what this thing is.
This is my host mom, Josefina, with the awesome paella that she made one day. She was really proud of it--she was actually the one who had the idea to take a picture of it. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
This is the beginning of some pictures from Sitges. This is my friend Andy, with a smurf in the background.
Some parade crew
More parade
I am not really sure what this guy was, but he was REALLY tall and was doing tricks with that big fake dumbell. Here he is posing with my friend Jenn.
I was trying to take a picture of the devastation after the parade and mob went through, and these two girls who I don´t know said they wanted to be in the picture. Now they are famous!
This was in the morning after Sitges, as the sun was coming up. My friend Imahn is on the left, and on the right is a guy from Prague that I met and played some music with.
Me in front of a door in Sitges that caught my attention.
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