Menos de dos semanas… so many adventures remaining.
Wow. I originally planned to blog at least twice a week, but it quickly became impossible to do that. Now I hope to get at least one out a week. Western also requires the blog, so it is a little bit mandatory to get one in.
Hard, hard work requires lots and lots of hours. We worked from home yesterday because our office was closed on account of the celebration of Sant Joan. However, we managed to squeeze in well over 10 hours of work from our living room. Imagewest International is a mobile operation. As long as we have the Internet and a computer, we are set.
An odd thing happened on the way home from work the other day. The train we were riding was graffiti-ed while we were on it, the fumes were making us all light headed. I now know how trains get graffiti-ed.
Fresh graffiti. A dizzy-ing experience.
We are actually working from our living room this morning as well because we will be visiting the MV Explorer later this afternoon. The MV Explorer is our client Semester At Sea’s ship that sails for, well, a semester. We are all very, very excited to finally meet our client after working with them for nearly a year.
Last weekend we went to Bilbao. Located in northern Spain it reminded me a lot more of Germany or Holland, rather than Spain. I thought I had been temporarily transported to another country. It was quite windy, but also beautiful. I felt a bit out of place because everyone seemed dressed to the nines and there were weddings at every turn. I swear that everyone in the city worn designer clothing. It would not be a far stretch to say even the homeless people dressed well (I realize this is because they get the old clothes of the people in the town, however, it’s just a point).
Spain....?
I forgot to mention… they speak another language in the Basque country, aptly named, Basque language (or Euskara). It is completely and totally like Spanish. Mark says that the Basque language is proof that aliens are real.
The Guggenheim was my favorite part of the trip. It is the most stunning building I have ever seen in my entire life. Richard Serra’s The Matter of Time, was an amazing work of art you got to interact with inside the museum. I had a lot of fun running and walking through the disorienting spirals and humming inside the echoing walls. The acoustics were amazing. I had to buy the book because there was no other way I would be able to explain this piece (pictures were forbidden within the Guggenheim, boo that).
The amazing and stunning Guggenheim Museum.
On Sunday we were supposed to visit San Sebastian, but us girls partied a bit too hardy with the locals on Saturday night and slept in instead. We had a great time. The nightlife in Bilbao was pretty exciting. Let me just note that the more alcohol you imbibe the better your Spanish gets… not kidding, I actually communicate and understand Spanish a lot better with a few drinks in me. And not just because I “think” I’m speaking and understanding better! I really am!
Lying by the pool in the 63º weather and attempting to get a tan every 5 minutes because the sun kept hiding was an interesting way to spend a Sunday. It was relaxing. I even jumped in the frigid ice-cold water and stayed for a good 10 minutes. I was pretty determined to swim.
It was quite an adventure getting back from Bilbao since our flight got delayed, multiple times, but it was not that bad. I entertained myself by attempting to read, but mostly spacing out and people watching. I never have spent that much time in airports, so I did not know how mind-numbingly terrible it is to wait around in one.
Getting back to La Garriga after 10:40 on a weekday is an adventure. You see, the train only runs until 10:40 and we got to the airport around… 10:40 (we have at least an hour commute between the airport and the train home). Well, thankfully there is a night bus… that arrives at 1:15am. However, it took us until about 12:15 to actually find the bus stop and once we did we all ran for the closest and any food we could find.
Sigh…… I had to do it, I had to eat McDonald’s because I did not have another choice. Chicken nuggets taste better here, just a little note. And I communicated to the McDonald’s guy in complete Spanish. That was pretty nifty. I always get excited when I can say something in Spanish.
We did eventually get back to La Garriga and we learned to use the bus system, so, just another good learning experience. I was so happy to see La Garriga and Romeo. It feels so much like home here. Comfy, cozy, homey little La Garriga.
Well, I should get back to work now. I hope this is a significant update. I once again apologize that I don’t update more often. I literally am too tired to blog most days, so I knocked this out in the morning. I am off to plot more points on many maps for the ITESM micro-site. It is very tedious work and in the future, data entry would not be my choice of job. However, Mark and I are trudging through and we are sure these maps will be insanely helpful to the students.
We’re off to Venice this weekend! I’m very excited. And tonight Rachel and I are going adventuring to find a bar in Barcelona to watch the Spain game. So excited about that too. Many adventures still ahead of me in these last lessthantwoweeksleftsadface, here.
Adéu to all!
PS: The internet is being buggy, so unfortunately I can’t add all the pictures that I want to add. Check out all of our pictures here. It is quite a massive assortment. I also have a lot of albums on my Facebook if you want to look there.
