Not your normal Halloween…
An update for anyone who cares about where I'm going or the crazy things I'm experiencing in different countries!!
So, some of you may know of my recent fear of morcillo (blood pudding). Well, I have some humor for you that happened in my new family (I moved after two weeks and I LOVE it). The father is a meat-preparer and for those of you now know me best, meat is not my first love. I find this humorous. Then, on the first day I had a main meal with the whole family (and even some visiting extended family) - we had it. I saw it laughing at me on the plate before me as I ate my first course of soup....the morcillo. The quick prayer of "Lord, I'll get it down if you keep it down" ran through my head and I eyed the other options of chorizo (amazing spicy sausage), and a sweeter cut of sausage. Yup. I had it. The whole thing. Catch me on a good day and I may even have it again. This is for all of you who THINK you can eat some pretty crazy things. This girl has you beat!!!! (pictures will come soon).
National Day....October 13...The day that the Spanish celebrate being Spanish. I can't really explain it - I was told that there would be parades and everything but unfortunately I only saw one...and it was representing Bolivia and the Dominican Republic - go figure. At any rate, we got the day off and everyone seemed very happy. It was a great chance for me to explore Salamanca.
I can't believe it's been one whole week! It's been so great! Even though the mornings here are cold, - the rest of the day is so perfect! Today's weather has been absolutely AMAZING. The sky is always blue, and it is addictively beautiful in the afternoon. This afternoon I rushed through my ususal 3 pm lunch so I could get back outside and enjoy the day. I went to study some Espanol and it came to me in a great package. As illuded to in a previous post, the old men of Salamanca come to sit in Plaza Mayor in the afternoons. Today, one little old man came up to me and asked for cigarettes. I had to apologize that since I don't fumar (smoke), I didn't have any for him. The next little old man came up to me and he just wanted to talk. His patience with me was priceless and he kept converation close to things I could talk about. I initially questioned his intentions, but was pleasently suprised when he just like to visit with people - after we were finished talking, he went on to the next person.
So, I am crazy this time :) ...