Another week in the life

Thanks to Christopher Colombus, Dia de Hispanidad, and another unsuccessful day with immigration (yay broken intranet), I barely have even worked this past week. It's a nice, warm Sunday afternoon here in Huelva and I'm finally home from a very eventful weekend eating a delicious mango and trying to get going on my studies and prep for english teaching this week.

Here's some thoughts from the week:
I still don't know how things ever actually get done in this country, there is a ridiculous number of differences between British and American English, salmorejo is more of an art than a food, monologues read in a cockney accent are amazing, isla cristina is a beautiful coastal town, spain has so much more pride since winning the world cup, Portuguese sounds a little creepy, shopping, don simon, and skype can be great therapy for home sickness (I was REALLY missing some people earlier this week), my dreams here are incredibly vivid and very much in spanglish, i really want a bike and need to go hiking in some mountains asap, huelva actually has some fun night life, i love nerdy spaniards, the ten day forecast is sunny and 75ish everyday, i have another 6 page paper to write and better get going.

Much love from across the pond, the world, or the Iberian peninsula, wherever you are reading from. Until next Sunday...