So,
Last night was "Noche de Chicas". This entailed 40 American girls walking in a group to a bar (a man was so impressed he started clapping and cheering for us-the men are very vocal about their "interests" here) to get refrescos and then paddle boating on the Guadalquivir, which was quite exciting.
Paddle boating invited two incidents, while sitting under a bridge, we were unwittingly the object of strutiny of two smiling Spanish boys above who said,"Hah-lo! Do yi-ou laik Sevilla?" and then continued to follow along with our boat on the shore.
Also, there are 7 boys in our program. All of them decided to crash our Girl's Night with water balloons. We were surprised.
Two funny things happened recently with Maria also:
1) Today, when we were eating, she couldn't get the remote to work. Then she realized it was the phone. We all laughed pretty hard.
2) Ellen was trying to tell her that she likes the sound of French. Ellen's grammar was fine, but Maria could not for her life understand the word "frances". We explained it and she finally got it and made a face as if to say, "what a lot of work". I said, "I'll bet we probably have horrible accents." She just smiled at me knowingly and nodded her head eagerly.
Just like the man on the bus who couldn't understand me. Now I know how foreigners feel in the United States. It's not a bad feeling really. It's just this little extra barrier beyond the language.
I also went shopping the other day and bought a great deal of clothing in order to deal with the constant stream of 90 degree days. I wasn't prepared to sweat so much, I guess. Everyday Maria says "Mira," and points to the weather on TV (by the way, TV is a HUGE part of the Spanish household and is the centerpiece of lunch and dinner--usually news, followed by celebrity or regal gossip, followed by weather) which always tells us that the next day is going to be really hot with a big yellow sun.
The girls on the trip are quite, quite nice, as are the guys, one of whom has the same favorite CD as me, which I know is stupid, but any connection can be exciting when you don't really know anyone..
Yes. I'm done. I need to drink my vitamins so I stop feeling like I'm getting a cold.
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Hey, Sammy--I am really enjoying your blog! (Look at me-a woman of the 00s. First time I ever responded to a blog.) I have to read it at the library--my dial-up is too slow. Glad you're having interesting times in Seville. Maggie
hola sam! just thought i'd let you know that i read your blog every day. it reminds me to write on my own as well as giving me a way to pass the time when i don't want to be going to bed yet. it is interesting to be on the other side of the language barrier no? i've had several brits speak "american" to me when we had trouble communicating. it was humbling. they all sound so much more civilised (as they spell it) than I.
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Love, Mom
Thanks for writin'! Nothing new here!
Love, Mom
So, those dudes rock for crashing your shindig with water balloons. Give them my props. If there is 1 item of Spanish culture you should bring back, it is definitely the TV being the center of the household! I'm looking forward 2 talking 2 u tomorrow, and have been all week!
Wow. 5 comentarios (and now 6) in like 10 hours. Feel the love!
I actually really hate the feeling of not being able to communicate because of my accent. I will probably have much more patience when I return to the US. (I hope)
Hey! I just looked up the weather and on Monday it's supposed to be 75F. Que frio!
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