I'm feeling a bit of blog fatigue. I'm not quite sure what to do about it. I'm not saying this like when girls say they look fat so that you say 'noo you don't' I just figure that it's my blog and I can say whatever I want. Anyway, suggest what's not boring if you feel so inspired.
So tonight a crazy thing happened, I was in the Plaza Major here in Salamanca in Spain with a couple of friends among the din of people who have packed out Salamanca during the festival that's on, when I saw who I thought was one of my high school teachers. As she walked past I said somewhat timidly 'Mrs Dunn?' and lo and behold it was her. We had a nice chat. That's the first zero degrees of separation I've had, unplanned, in another country.
I've been in Salamanca for about a week and I think it's the most beautiful town I've ever seen. It is actually incredible. Every building is beautiful, it's quite breath taking - especially walking around at night. I've made good friends with my flat mates (two british girls and a venezuelan). We had quite a strange fellow living with us as well but he has left as of this morning and we're all a little more relaxed in the place since then. Not to go into too much detail but we'd hear some crazy, loud laughter and then some pretty loud and angry 'damnits' a little too often for comfort. He was quite nice, just a bit odd. But anyway, who isn't odd I guess. Except me.
It's interesting being a student again. Interesting especially because where I'm studying, it's very similar (although a lot smaller, and obviously Spanish..) to where I was teaching in Sydney. One thing I can't get over is the three brothers in my class. They are 18, 16 and 15. They're Americans but live in Taiwan, and their parents have sent them (unaccompanied) to Spain to learn Spanish for six months. So the three of them live in an apartment together. The oldest one doesn't like to go out much, but I'm sure you can imagine what the other brothers get up to at this University town in Spain - needless to say I'm quite worried about their livers among other things. They have not only managed to know pretty much all the bartenders in town but have also found a variety of people who cook for them.
There's been a big festival on in Salamanca over the last 4 days so the place has been packed out. There are lots of street stalls (casetas) selling super cheap tapas and drinks all over the place. I have had some amazing paella more than once. Tonight we went to a medieval market which was really cool. I skipped the pig on a spit but had an amazing falafel.
So tonight a crazy thing happened, I was in the Plaza Major here in Salamanca in Spain with a couple of friends among the din of people who have packed out Salamanca during the festival that's on, when I saw who I thought was one of my high school teachers. As she walked past I said somewhat timidly 'Mrs Dunn?' and lo and behold it was her. We had a nice chat. That's the first zero degrees of separation I've had, unplanned, in another country.
I've been in Salamanca for about a week and I think it's the most beautiful town I've ever seen. It is actually incredible. Every building is beautiful, it's quite breath taking - especially walking around at night. I've made good friends with my flat mates (two british girls and a venezuelan). We had quite a strange fellow living with us as well but he has left as of this morning and we're all a little more relaxed in the place since then. Not to go into too much detail but we'd hear some crazy, loud laughter and then some pretty loud and angry 'damnits' a little too often for comfort. He was quite nice, just a bit odd. But anyway, who isn't odd I guess. Except me.
It's interesting being a student again. Interesting especially because where I'm studying, it's very similar (although a lot smaller, and obviously Spanish..) to where I was teaching in Sydney. One thing I can't get over is the three brothers in my class. They are 18, 16 and 15. They're Americans but live in Taiwan, and their parents have sent them (unaccompanied) to Spain to learn Spanish for six months. So the three of them live in an apartment together. The oldest one doesn't like to go out much, but I'm sure you can imagine what the other brothers get up to at this University town in Spain - needless to say I'm quite worried about their livers among other things. They have not only managed to know pretty much all the bartenders in town but have also found a variety of people who cook for them.
There's been a big festival on in Salamanca over the last 4 days so the place has been packed out. There are lots of street stalls (casetas) selling super cheap tapas and drinks all over the place. I have had some amazing paella more than once. Tonight we went to a medieval market which was really cool. I skipped the pig on a spit but had an amazing falafel.
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