Friday, January 28, 2011

Snacks and Maps.

The snacks we snuck into our house. That night we had dessert for the first time.
Where we ended up after 10 minutes of looking aimlessly for a peluqueria.. The will be no Virginians in Spain getting haircuts today. Next time we'll make sure we really do understand our momma before we leave the house. Lesson learned.
Spanish word for the weekend: Triquiniqui; picky. Our Spanish mother loves that Katie and I like all of the food she makes for us, or atleast say that we do. In the past she has had students with a lot of preferences or dislikes and she has to eat whatever they want. We explained the word picky and asked her for the spanish translation. When she told us this silly word both of us laughed so hard eventually having our mama laugh with us. It was definitely a moment Katie and I can take home with us and always remember. She and I were laughing histarically and our mom grinned from ear to ear. ¡We are definitely not triquiniqui!

The school is closed on Saturdays and Sundays so don't look for another update from the Spanish ladies until Monday atleast.  You also might like to know that we definitely enjoy not having classes on Friday! Have a great weekend followers!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

What the French toast is in this soup??

Meal times around here in our new home are quite interesting. Breakfast is our favorite meal. She serves us coffee with cookies to dip in our coffee and little muffins. The coffee here is the best I've ever had. Every morning we just wish she would give us a to go cup full instead of the literal cup of coffee. Lunch and dinner are always about the same. Esperanza, our mom, is always trying to feed us healthy food and telling us what's good and bad for us. She loves putting tomatoes in front of us and telling us to eat them all. I HATE tomatoes... Conversations are getting easier and along with health, she loves politics. Everyday she has something new to say about Obama. Needless to say, meals are a lesson in themselves.

For dinner one night we had what can only be descrived as fish soup. While our mother ate hers she casually removed bone particles from her mouth. In the middle of dinner she asks us if we want "tostada français". We both excitedly say "Sì, por favor" and begin kicking each other under the table. To us, french toast at this point would be like winning the lottery. Not to mention it does happen to be one of my favorites. We continue eating our soup when she returns with eggs and put it on a piece of bread. For future Spain travelers, tostada français is NOT French toast... Major. Let. Down!

Adventures Abroad

As most of you know this is not my first time studying abroad, so it has been very interesting talking to Janice about everything. Everynight before we go to bed I will look at her and go,"So how you doing so far?" Though I have to admit that warm, beachy, rural Costa Rica is NOTHING like cityside Spain. So it´s been different but a good different. I have never experienced the city, except for the occasional trip to richmond...which is usually to Maymont park. ha. The things I like most about studying abroad is:
1. You get thrown into the most vulnerable position you will ever be put in. You have not familiarities, which in my position makes me cling to the one familiarity I have GOD. I not until you are in the most vulnerbal states, do you truely find the presence of God.
2. The Smells, weird I know....I LOVE THE NEW SMELLS!  .........interruption, Dani just bought us an orange, PRAISE JESUS! .... Here the streets are lined with Orange trees, so there is a citrus smell you get every now and then. In Costa Rica...there were to many! On my walk to school I would smell the banana trees coming out of my house, then I would turn the corner and smell the fresh bread being put out at the panaderia, then I would walk down the street and pass the little old man sitting on his "street corner" stool smoking his cigar, my school that was full of every flower you can possibly think of, and I think one of my favorites was coming back home to the smell of lunch my mama tica was preparing.
3. AMIGOS...I was blessed to have already known Janice before I got here, so I came with an AMAZING and FUN companion. Though my favorite thing is meeting the natives...that sounds like I am christopher Columbus exploring the new world...hehe. But its so true, last semester God introduced me to a precious, and would end up being my best friend, girl from BEND, ORegon, Rachel Lambert. I made a most embarrasing first impression on the plane, after I rudely told I her I wanted the window seat....and then followed it by cussing at her in my sleep our first night in the hotel room...haha. I got to meet a lot of the locals in Costa Rica by going with my brother to a futbol game. There I met my main reason for learning Spanish, an adorable boy named Carlos. We would go on walks and he would point to things and I would have to say them in Spanish..I LEARNED SO MUCH. It´s a little harder here to meet new friends but luckily we are finding them in the school. Janice and I got to teach English one night to the spanish students.....TALK ABOUT FUN! First off, can I just say how funny and witty (agruda) Janice is! She had the whole class laughing! After class we exchanged numbers with a girl named Anna, who is a nursing major (shout out to Sarah and Amber!). She was adorable.
4. Getting lost...or what I like to call it "exploring". Janice and I went for a walk around the city trying to find this cheap store we heard about, ended up running into a rather large old man without teeth who asked us if we were lost...embarrassing..ha. He proceeded to tell us how much he liked Abraham Lincoln....random I know. That is one of my favorite things about getting lost, is having to talk to the locals and using the language..YAY spanish!

Im sure I could bore you for hours talking about all the things I love about studying abroad, but these will do. LOVE AND MISS EVERYONE!

Pura Vida,
Kate

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

¡Sagunto a Roman City in Spain!

Longwood students. Andrew, Dani, Janice, Katie.

Us with some of our new friends. They're awesome and they go to a christian school in Wisconsin, Oral Roberts University. They all love Spanish and Jesus. What are the odds?
Up close and personal to Sagunto.

The castle. It's a kilometer long.
Part of the ruin.
¡A little cafe con leche in Sagunto!

Monday, January 24, 2011

¡Bienvenido a nuestra casa!

The living room

Our bathroom

Our bidet

Our sink
Our bedroom. Katie's by the window.

The hallway by our room. Go down and the living room is straigh ahead, the kitchen to the left, the exit to the right.

Hallway bathroom.

Our kitchen. We have meals with our mama española at that table.
 Òjala que nos gusten nuestra casa y habitaciònes!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

I love watching you learn Spanish....

Day one, Katie forgot to turn ON the alarm clock. She set it but the turning it on part must have been too much for her. So we wake up to the sound of mama española waking us up in time for breakfast. She was sweet though, "tranquila, tranquila, solamente el primer dìa. No pasa nada! No pasa nada!" Janice had class at 9:00 and made it on time and Katie doesn't have class until 12:00 that lucky girl. "Que dicha!" We have all but one class together. We each have one alone. Our teachers are all perfecto. Isabella is the name of our phonetics teacher, today we got to watch her mouth as she demonstrated the difference between "p" and "b". Our favorite was when she twisted her mouth and stuck out her tongue all while talking a hundred miles an hour.... impressive. Me gusta eso.
Today's lunch was soooo good. Cauliflower with oil and vinegar, and something yummy that looked like little raviolis but were some type of fried bread with turkey inside... wow that was hard to explain. She actually ate with us for the first time and ever since Katie told her about her mothers Cancer she tells her all the healthy things to eat to avoid Cancer... She writes them down diligently.... NOT. Today was the most fun pow-wowing about different words and all of the successful women in our lives like the Valencian mayor.
Apparently we need to learn the hours for the afternoon siesta because today we went to buy our books but the door was blocked by huge steal bars. They're serious about their breaks here in Spain.We found a nearby park though and talked for a while, it is beautiful in the Valencian parks!


Today's word of the day is: "la alcalde" Rita Babarà (mujeres ganan)
Hasta luego guapos.. ;)

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

First impressions..

  • The Madrid airport is awesome and probably better than the American ones I've been too.
  • Dear sun, where are you and why won't you wake up before 9? If I have to wake up, so do you!
  • The Valencia airport loses luggage. 
  • Living with our mama española is like living with your grandma. She calls us guapa and takes good care of us. We loved her walking us to school today!
  • Metros are easy but slow..
  • Food, what food? No worries about our bathing suit this year... ;)
  • The soccer stadium is 2 minutes from our house! Heck yes! 
  • January 18th may as well have not of been put in a calendar
  • Valencian beaches are perfection! Bring on the tan!
  • We're going to pass on the bidet in our bathroom. yeeeaaahhhh.
  • Orange foundation, blue eye shadow, cherry red lipstick = a non feminist fashionista! Hello Tour Guides of Valencia
  • Thanks Spain for ripping us off on that cash exchange. You do understand we're students right? Stupid economy...
  • Katie and I are excited to live together in our precious room with our wonderful mama española for this semester! (we still love you Candice and Katy!)
Nos encanta la vida sin subtitulos. Estamos muy emocionado sobre estos tres meses en España.

Janice y Katie ;)