I woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon. I slept very hard all through the night, which added up to about fifteen hours of rest. I walked to the kitchen and said hello and hood morning to Pepi. She said buenos dias and asked if I needed a shower. I did need a shower and I took one. The funny thing about the shower is that it is the kind with a hose connected to a nozzle which can be held and aimed as you desire, however there isn't a holder for the nozzle. So to lather up I have to place it on the floor and freeze.
Afterwards we discussed the meal schedule for the day. Lunch was at two and dinner was at nine. She gave me my keys to the house and I must call if I am going to be late.
I ate lunch which was a potato pie-like thing and then a what looked like tiny baked beans in a stew with sausage which was very good. We both sat in the kitchen listening to the radio after lunch while I checked e-mail and she knitted. We would pause our respective activities to talk a little. We talked about soccer and my school schedule.
I left the house at three fifteen to meet up with Carey and Rebecca at the cathedral at four. I packed my map, dictionary, scarf and sweater and headed for the subway. I reached the subway after a five minute walk and walked beneath the surface. I walked up to the complex looking machine I just saw someone purchase a ticket from and to my relief found it had an English option. I purchased my ticket and went to the station closest to the cathedral. I walked around at a leisurely place and eventually took a seat next to the tower where we had agreed to meet. after about ten minutes of sitting alone I was sorta worried I was in the wrong place, and then they both walked up. Carey had brought her room mate Alicia, who hails from Australia. Alicia is very nice but sort of cheeky which I think is hilarious.
We all four walked around the cathedral and caught up on our living situations and mishaps while traveling and communicating. We spotted a store where we can obtain metro and bus passes tomorrow and also get prepaid cell phones.
We all stopped for a beer and some tappas. I am not sure what I thought tappas were, something wrapped in a tortilla probably, but they turned out to just be a small sized entree or maybe more of what you'd call an appetizer. i had some shell fish with onions and pepper topped with olive oil which was delightful. I also ordered a pint of Estrella which was a typical pilsner, cold and refreshing.
We walked around a bit more and then all in sync needed to find a bathroom due to our choice of beverage. We saw a bathroom in Starbucks, but it required a passcode to enter!? I bought a cup of joe so all four of us could access and utilize the facilities.
After the pit stop and some more conversation I walked back to the Nervion district with rebecca, where we both reside and the other two girls began the walk home too.
I returned from my excursion about a half hour early for dinner, so I sat down with Pepi in the living room and we chatted. She told me she just got back from visiting her father. i asked her how her father was and she explained to me that he has alzheimer's and must live in a home because he needs more attention than she can give him alone. I told her that I think that sickness is very sad and she agreed.
We ate steak and rice-sauce (it looked like rice in apple sauce) with an apple for dessert.
I have been typing up my blog ever since in the living room while she knits. We occasionally talk very briefly about what is on the television. She was watching the spanish equivalent of Comedy central for a few minutes when she looked at me and said, this isn't entertainment. She believed the should actually be called monologue.
It's now ten fifteen and I am thinking about bed because I have a busy day of orientation (don't worry I won't come back to the states an Asian) and intensive spanish language instruction.
Pura Vida
Keep it up David. Sounds like you're already immersed.
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