Things I'm going to miss list and other thoughts

I decided to make a list of things I'm going to miss. I complain about Spain a lot, but its really not a bad place and there are things about it that I really wish I could take back to America with me. So here it goes.

-Diego's crazy plans. Loco.

-My intercambio, Javier

-Mercedes slipping seafood into my rice

-Two huge chocolate bars for 2 bucks

-Cruzcampo

-The view out my window

-Torre del Oro

-Getting beer in a cafe

-Spanish coffee

-Spanish hot chocolate

-La Giralda

-Fountains

-the arquitecture

-speaking Spanish

-Andalucian accents

-Scarves

-Soccer on tv

- Ruby

-Paella

-The little pizza place

-Kebabs

-Spanish on tv

-Drinkin by the river

-Never being ID'd

-Being able to walk everywhere

I'll probably think of more. That's really not that long.

I didn't make a lot of ties here. That makes me sad. But in a way, I think it's for the better. I don't think I'll be able to come back. I don't think my life is gonna take me back in this direction, though I could be wrong. If it does, well that will be fine, as long as life isn't expecting me to live here forever (I might die in that case). If it doesn't, that will be fine, too. It's a lot easier this way.

In five days, I will be back in the United States. This trip will be done. The people I have met here will be mostly gone. My footsteps will be overwritten, as if laid in fine sand, and I will be less than a memory. But where I'm going, I can't vanish from. Where I'm going is where I fit in this world, back into the holes of hearts that I left behind. And Spain won't vanish from me, dream though it may have been.

my posting times have become irregular

This is a direct result of the fact that my life has become irregular.



It is Feria week in Sevilla, which means there are a lot of people here. From everywhere. So of course I got sick. But no worries, I am on the mend! I almost have my appetite back again, and on the positive side I lost weight! Since I was kinda starting to gain some, that's okay.

Back to Feria. It's awesome. It's amazing. It's cultural.

I want to kill people.

I love Feria. It's like the Spanish version of a Renaissance festival mixed with a county fair, mixed with a block party. With a circus. Obviously it's sweet. I discovered possibly my favorite alcoholic beverage at Feria. It's called rebujito, it's Manzanilla (a white wine) and soda water. It's great for a hot day, so perfect for the stuffy tents where you dance Sevillanas.

The people are obnoxious.

During Semana Santa, the streets became safer. This was good. It enabled me to wander around late at night getting pictures without fear.

Feria is dangerous. In groups I get accosted. Therefore, my experiences with Feria have been somewhat mixed. I feel that it would be a good thing to do with a male counterpart. But I'm not really excited about it anymore, despite everything good about it.

In other news, it is finally crunch time. I lost a couple of days to sickness, and so I'm a little behind, but hopefully I'll have one project finished tonight and have the research mostly finished for my paper that's due Thursday. That's the goal anyways. Otherwise I may be in trouble.

When I check back in it may all be done.