Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Elizabeth's entry =]
Spain, Spain, Spain. There are a lot of things that I could say about this place but it's beautiful and the people are not so much as i expected. Everyday as Im sure grandma has mentioned we go to a different Parador, and all I will say is that my feet touch nothing but marble, Grandma and Ray Ray really know how to pick a hotel. The picture is a man named Xabi and I , he was really sweet and would only speak spanish to me. Spain runs the way that my mother would like Connecticut to run, there is nap time and then we get to stay out until midnight. The Spanish are very relaxed and they dont worry about the time passing, a nice change for somone who lives an hour away from new york and time is everything. Everyone in Spain is in love it seems, eithr with someone, or with football. A way of life we could all take some tips from. I will be happy to get home though, you realize how American you are once you leave, you have to order threee cokes to equal your normal one at home. Shopping is good here but not too different from home, but a lot more women wear dresses and more women are taxi drivers. I love Spain and would really like to study here for a year, speaking Spanish will be difficult but the more you are around it and are forced to speak it the more you learn. Spanish is a beautiful language and I must say Spaniards speak it the most beautifully. Im grateful that my grandparents took me here because who knows when i will make my way back.
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