Can I get any more relaxed? I haven't slept better, felt content, relaxed and smiled more ANY where else I've lived or been on this planet. It's amazing. I had no idea how this could feel..now I know. And I am bringing Salamanca, Spain with me every where I go. Watch out San Francisco, you're gonna have a tough time stressing me out again.
I can't believe tomorrow it has been two weeks. Time has flown by so quickly but I am not sure how I feel about that....I don't want to leave but I want to feel, touch and smell my man again soon. I will be back and Damien will be with me next time.
Today I woke when I felt like it, shared a wonderful breakfast with Carmen and Barbara then off I went. Walked over to 'El Cortez Ingles', it's like a Macy's or Nordstrom but with an electronic, book and gifts for tourist department. It's pretty expensive but Carmen tells me 28, July is there big 50% off sale for two days. I will definitely go back. However, I did buy a cute hat and a discounted old Cher CD. After cruising the store I walked down towards the Plaza to get a manicure/pedicure. They couldn't get me in today but I managed to make an appointment for Monday at 20:00 all in Spanish. I did use my 'bible' though (dictionary) quite a bit.
Since I couldn't get in today .. I thought to myself "what shall I do"? And then it hit me.. VINO! Of course..the sun is out, there's outdoor seating everywhere..what else is a girl to do? So I sat my butt down at the Cafe in Plaza Alamedilla for a vino rosado and a plato de verde olivas. Wrote in my journal, people watched and reflected on things I've heard and learned while I've been here. Then I saw a plate of Iberico ham go by. SHIT! Ok...just one tosta con jamon, queso y tomato. HEE HEE! If you are missing anything here my friends..it's the Iberico ham. It's to die for. Luckily we can get it in SF and for not a bad price. It's actually more expensive here. The plan is to take some with me to London to share with Damien, Ted and Sam too. You hear me cousins...ham y vino when I get there. Party! Oh and don't forget the Spanish Olive Oil..muy delicioso. I'd bring you all some but hey...this girls gotta party in Ireland and even though I love you all I won't be lugging olive oil or ham with me for days. ; )
Ladies seated across the cafe were just staring at me intently today. I've figured out it's not my blonde hair .. it's my height when I walked by them to sit down. They aren't a very tall people here. But there are blondes, redheads, brunettes etc. Also, blue, brown, green and alot of hazel eyes like mine. I still can't tell what a 'true' Spaniard looks like. They're very mixed up like the States here. Our Profesora, Marga, says she is from Salamanca and she has the brown hair, light brown eyes and light olive skin. Therefore I think she may be the example of a Spaniard here.
Oh..gotta tell ya, last night Carmen, Barbara and I had a good giggle. Carmen is from Argentina, not Spain, Barbara hasn't any Spanish blood, therefore it seems I am the only Spaniard in the house. Isn't that funny. We thought so.
Yesterday in class we were learning more words such as gato (cat) and that's when it hit me. I said to Marga "Yo no veo los gatos in Salamanca. Donde es los gatos?" She told us that cats are not allowed on the streets running free in Salamanca. They are banned. What? They're only allowed if you keep them in your house. And dogs are allowed out but must be leashed at all times. The funny part is the look on her face as she was telling the story.. pure disgust. It was apparent she doesn't like cats. We all couldn't help but laugh as she was telling us about it.
Time for comida...pollo, patatas y tomatoes. Yummy! Carmen is such a good cook.
More to come later my friends.
Paz y Amor
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