Livin' la vida loca

I had a really abstract dream last night that I woke up and it was December, I had to pack up and go home, and I couldn't remember a single thing I had done the last three months. The dream seemed all too real in the moment; I already have less than three months left with these awesome people in this beautiful city! I hope I can remember every little second of it. 

It's been awhile since my last post. I blame the two week Intensive Spanish For Business course I finished on Friday. They don't joke when they say it's intense. Regular session classes start today for the rest of the semester. I'm only taking Tuesday/Thursday classes...bring on the four day weekends.

I've had the chance to go to a Sevilla F.C. game (against Real Sociedad), they won 1-0. We had tickets in an area similar to the Badger football student section...we stood and sang (pretended to) and clapped and cheered the entire game.

The next day I went to the beach called Bolonia right near the southern tip of Spain. It was beautiful! It's surrounded by old Roman ruins and has a giant sand dune in which "hacer la croqueta" (rolling down it) is a tradition. So obviously, I had to do it.... 

Up one side of the dune... (much bigger than it looks)

...Roll down the other

Everyone bring it in before we sprint down....

Straight into the water

 

Oh look...some burros

This past weekend, in order to celebrate being done with intensive business Spanish, we started our nights at a Festival of Nations in a huge park in Sevilla. They had food and craft tents from all over the world, as well as a mainstage with Spanish dancers lip-syncing to songs from different eras of American history. This clearly got us in the mood to dance all night at a discoteca called Plaza Europa. When we got there around 2:30am, it was still pretty quiet, but when we left at 6am, it had just started to get full. Maybe that gives you a good idea of how crazy Spanish life is...

Don't worry, I still watched the Packer game.

Besos a todos!