It
was great to sleep. But, of course I wouldn’t notice during the daytime that the
switch for the bathroom light is in the hallway. This issue must have
been addressed early in this family, because I know that in mine, people would
have the light turned off on them in the bathroom ALL THE TIME. And naturally
the toilet paper would be out for me in the middle of the night with my not
knowing where the light is. Fun adventures.
Today
was another holiday and thus spent entirely with the family. We went to a club
where the girls take horseback riding lessons and ate lunch and watched the
kids ride their bikes. I met many of the neighbors and their kids in ‘La urba’
which is like a park in the middle of their flats. I
don’t seem to have any issues in one-on-one conversations in Spanish, because
people speak slowly and clearly and use words I understand. However, trying to
follow a conversation jumping around among five women, I hardly catch anything.
Even at times with the family when they speak quickly to each other, I get
lost. Whenever I catch my reflection somewhere, I have an unfamiliar look that
reminds me of the French guy in the airport with the wide eyes. It’ll be a
while adjusting to my new life, but I’m already learning so much. I felt like a
million dollars when Hugo introduced me to a woman and tells her “Esa chica es
Elizabeth y ella habla en Ingles, pero tambien habla en espanol. Ella es
superlista.” Liz brushes shoulders off
As
warned, couples are shamelessly intimate in public, and I was surprised at some
raunchy commercials the parents seemed fine with their kids watching since they
freaked when the kids saw a cheesy mildly-portrayed murder in an old film. Spaniards
stand very close when they talk and people I barely meet kiss me. It is interesting
to watch how close the kids are with other parents. In the parks, your kids may
as well be anyone’s kids as the relationship can look the same. I do like the closeness of the community in this culture.
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