Leaving home was hard and one of the things that was most upsetting to leave behind was my bass. With it, my beautiful band, and the gift of praising my God with it. Well, God knew my sadness and as it turns out the bass player at my new church here in Spain is moving to Madrid for work thus leaving an opening!!! It doesn't stop there! My friend from the church was announcing this need and she pointed out that she had seen a picture of me playing bass and to talk to her after church, so I did and starting next week I start helping out for the saturday services and on friday nights I start practicing with them for sunday mornings!!! Now, tell me God isn't amazing!!!! I cannot say it enough.
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Aside from that, this week has been much better. I was finally able to get my classes worked out and while the times are not the best, I am thankful they are all classes I need and I don't have to work so I am NOT complaining. I know I am going to work harder now considering I purposely switched out of the guaranteed A class. Oh well:)
On saturday I went on an excursion to Ronda and it was interesting. See, this is one of the things I absolutely love about Spain; there is so much history in every city and so many things are preserved in their original place rather than museums. In this place, there is the 2nd oldest bull fighting colosseum in Spain!!! Also, there is a bridge over a rather high cliff. As it turns out during the Spanish Civil war people who were(or seemed to be) fascist sympathizers were tossed off the cliff. Sad days. But visiting was nice and I actually have pictures!!! WOOOOO!!! So look at the pix and I will conclude with my lessons learned:)
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| this is where they used to dump people off during the spanish civil war! |
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| long fall if you get tossed... |
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| a rather lovely view |
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| my columbian sister |
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| oh yeah! |
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| plaza de toros |
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| second oldest in Spain!!! |
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| a lovely vet |
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| La chela y el Daniel |
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| Chela and her "papi" Jordan |
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| Mari-carmen the best tour guide ever, aka my lit prof. |
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| This is where they keep the bulls |
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| Daniel being Daniel... and Maricarmen being... ya |
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| I look at this picture and I instantly hear her laugh in my head... |
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| drinking fountain |
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| Natalie<3 |
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| BUTT |
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| LOOOOOOOOK!!!! |
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| They told me my placard would soon be replacing this lady's |
As Promised...
Things I have learned
101. European kids have a greater sense of style... or at least their parents do
102. Middle names are a second chance for people with ridiculously stupid first names
103. In Spain you can change your name legally at age 16 without a problem
104. People's cell phones only seem to work when they need something from you in any country
105. Clothes dryers really aren't necessary if you do your laundry with time
106. Some friends make it really easy to not have enemies
107. Life is full of open doors, closed doors, and opening doors... so, be on your guard to not get hit in the face, in the bum, and most importantly, to not ram into the closed.
108. We all hate being left out, but we quickly forget the feeling and do the same thing with the same story... sad days
109. Tomatoes are better in Espain
110. Kittens are nice, until they claw you leg
111. Jalapeños and avocado can make almost anything taste mexican, thus making it taste better
112. Dogs are a trillion times better than cats
113. A great way to save yourself in a game of mafia where someone is using your change in breathing pattern as a way to accuse you of being the killer is to shout out, "I'm an asthmatic you jerk!" almost always they will shrivel into a ball and apologize non-stop for the next half hour:)... PS I was the killer muahaha... PPS They killed me anyway so i died
114. my blood is Salvadoran, but my stomach is mexican...
115. I have the best family in the world
