So I've now been in Salamanca for two weeks and have developed some very enjoyable routines. For the past two weeks my classes have been starting at 10:30 and as those who know me well will know that 10:30's too late for me. So before I start class I buy myself a coffee (and now the guy knows me, it's like being home!) and sit in one of the very beautiful squares and do my homework and read for a bit. I've also met a few people who have dogs who let me pat them. It's all very nice. I'm reading Harry Potter y el caliz de fuego. Very slowly and with a lot of underlining.
Unfortunately Cora, Emily (my english flatmates) and I have had some bad luck with pigeons. They witnessed the slow and tortured death of one last week and were quite traumatised by it. Yesterday I came home and was sitting on our balcony when I saw that a pigeon was sitting on top of our clothes line. I tried to shoo it away but it didn't go anywhere - and I realised that it couldn't fly. It's been pretty hot so I thought maybe it had heat stroke so I put a container of water next to it and it drank a lot. Then it tried to climb into the water container so I moved it onto the ground of our balcony. It climbed into the container and stayed there and then a few hours later was dead. Poor pigeon - I think maybe it had eaten poison or something. But then the three of us had the issue of a pigeon carcass to deal with. The removal was going okay until it fell out of the bag we were trying to put it in, headfirst. Like a last bid for freedom. Poor pigeon. Now it's gone to pigeon heaven.
Aside from its population of suicidal pigeons, Salamanca is still a very nice place - and while the festival is winding down, University is starting soon so students are moving back in. I'm really enjoying learning Spanish but find myself a bit out of it a lot, I think my brain is processing things and so other parts have shut down in the meantime. Or something like that.
Tomorrow I'm going to Leon for the weekend with my German friend Eva and I'm so excited because Nat is meeting us there! (Good friend from high school!!!) Leon is supposed to be very nice and it's only a couple of hours from here so should be fun.
Not sure if I blogged about the sad crocodile in Laos. When I was in Laos, the neighbours of the school I was working at had a crocodile in their backyard that lived in what was pretty much like a big concrete bathtub. Poor thing. We joked (well some of us were joking) about trying to free it, I dreamt of it running down the muddy street and jumping into the Meekong - but apparently it's been taken to live in a zoo! Much nicer than a concrete bathtub.
Unfortunately Cora, Emily (my english flatmates) and I have had some bad luck with pigeons. They witnessed the slow and tortured death of one last week and were quite traumatised by it. Yesterday I came home and was sitting on our balcony when I saw that a pigeon was sitting on top of our clothes line. I tried to shoo it away but it didn't go anywhere - and I realised that it couldn't fly. It's been pretty hot so I thought maybe it had heat stroke so I put a container of water next to it and it drank a lot. Then it tried to climb into the water container so I moved it onto the ground of our balcony. It climbed into the container and stayed there and then a few hours later was dead. Poor pigeon - I think maybe it had eaten poison or something. But then the three of us had the issue of a pigeon carcass to deal with. The removal was going okay until it fell out of the bag we were trying to put it in, headfirst. Like a last bid for freedom. Poor pigeon. Now it's gone to pigeon heaven.
Aside from its population of suicidal pigeons, Salamanca is still a very nice place - and while the festival is winding down, University is starting soon so students are moving back in. I'm really enjoying learning Spanish but find myself a bit out of it a lot, I think my brain is processing things and so other parts have shut down in the meantime. Or something like that.
Tomorrow I'm going to Leon for the weekend with my German friend Eva and I'm so excited because Nat is meeting us there! (Good friend from high school!!!) Leon is supposed to be very nice and it's only a couple of hours from here so should be fun.
Not sure if I blogged about the sad crocodile in Laos. When I was in Laos, the neighbours of the school I was working at had a crocodile in their backyard that lived in what was pretty much like a big concrete bathtub. Poor thing. We joked (well some of us were joking) about trying to free it, I dreamt of it running down the muddy street and jumping into the Meekong - but apparently it's been taken to live in a zoo! Much nicer than a concrete bathtub.
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