Ok here is a quick update of the last couple of days:
Tuesday I finished off the day with class at the school, then with Carlos and Marta. Marta showed me her Semana Santa ball of wax that she collected off all the dripping candles after years and years of Semana Santas. Then I think just home and bed. Nothing special.
Wednesday was another great day. I was going to get up early and run but nixed that idea when the alarm went off and slept a little longer. Then I talked to Michelle at work. Last week Emilio went to Huesca and brought me back 6 rolls of bread and 12 other pastries. He didn´t seem to think that that was a lot, but I did. I have been bringing Michelle 1 or 2 everyday at work. So we chatted and ate our snacks and then I worked for the first hour, and the second hour with teachers and then an hour with kids. Since it was the week before vacation, and the week after exams, none of the kids came to school. So I taught the 7 or so kids that showed up about Easter American style. Then Michelle and I walked to El Mirador de San Nicolas where she was meeting a freind for lunch and we hung out till he got there. Then I walked home and made lunch and watched Fama. Conchi and Valentina and Victor Perez all cancelled class on me so I had the whole afternoon free. My parents sent me a great Easter Basket package and that got delivered too! Then I practiced guitar for a bit, and Michelle came over to pick up some stuff she needed for her trip to Italy. Then running, talked on the phone with Victor and then class with Nacho and Alicia, and then Sin Tetas, and then home and bed.
Today, Thursday I didn´t have to go to the first hour of class so I slept in, woke up and went running. It was a little difficult as I had gone the night before (I guess) and then I showerd and went to work. I used the internet and then made some copies for the week after break. Then I had 1 hour of work where I repeated the scene of American Easter to about 8 kids. Then I came home and Victor was here. He had a short work week this week in Murcia. Its about 3 hours away, and he had the whole day for travel so leaving first thing in the morning, he got here around noon. Pepa had gone out to eat but left Victor a huge platter of pasta which we brought up to my house and ate as we watched Fama. (Victor is secretly hooked.) Then I went to guitar and came home and hung out with Victor and the family till he left to go to work in Malaga tomorrow. Then I brought the computer up and have been chatting online to Deanna and doing different things. There has been no one home all day long!
Tomorrow I am going to go to lunch with some of the teachers from work and get all ready for Spring Break. Victor and I are going to Mojácar on the beach and staying in his brother Raúl´s amazing house there. I haven´t seen it yet.. We are also planning on traveling around a bit, and going to cities I haven´t been to before.
Now I wanted to share some totally random tidbits that don´t really go anywhere.
There is a bum who lives under a balcony by where I go running. He is pretty nuts and smelly. There are several strange things about this. Who lets a smelly bum live under their window balcony? He really lives there, he leaves his stuff there during the day, including his Santa Claus stuffed toy. Number 2, one time while running by, he pulls out a megaphone and starts yelling at me. Where does a bum get a megaphone? How does he charge it? Do megaphones run on batteries? Are they expensive?
The other day I saw a huge, maybe 3 inch, grasshopper smashed dead on the ground. I was glad it was dead, had I seen it alive, it probably would have sucked my blood. I thought bugs that big only lived in the country, not the city. I hope I never see one alive.
Today I was walking and I saw a pile of dog poop on the ground with a bird poop on top of it. What are the chances of that? Was it coincidence or did the bird plan that?
Lastly, there is nothing I can do to seperate the paragraphs in the last entry. I´m sorry, I´ve tried several times.
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