So I wish I could say that my day was grand or spectacular but it was just another day. It was a day filled with school, learning, walking, talking (and talking in English the best kind), yoga, and fruit shopping. I like my fruit guy at the frititeria.
My grandmother is sick. Her hip popped out of the socket and shred part of her femur. For those who know me, you know that we are close. So please if you get a moment send some loving healing energy her way.
Thinking about bed since I haven’t been sleeping well.
All my love-
I had a nice day. School and studying with lovely lunch in the park. But I am feeling a little home sick so I thought I would share a quote…
When you are safe at home you wish you were having an adventure; when your’re having an adventure you wish you were safe at home. – Thomas Wilder
Yoga is closed all week for Semana Santa and I miss it. I need to get on the home practice hop. I started meditating this morning again. Off to bed I go.
All my love-
I will be doing a lot of studying this week as there are too many people in Granada. Here are some pictures and video from my friends processional….
I was trying to highlight all the people and the length of the processional.
The first part are men, women and children in different costumes. Some are barefoot an others are not.
The girls are really cute with the hair in braids and curled. They have baskets with candy and little cards about Jesus.
Here is some video. I tried to show the feet of the gentleman who carry the float. The guy in front dressed in black yells out orders.
Here is some info from http://www.enforex.com about the holiday.
The holiday, jubilant in Seville and Andalucía and solemn elsewhere in Spain, is practically defined by its stunning processions. Each of these processions typically boasts two intensely adorned floats, one of the Virgin and the other of a scene from Christ’s Passion. Take in the lavish decoration of these incredible creations as they slowly pass before you accompanied by the music of coronets and drums; its hard to do without getting chills. Underneath each float, you’ll just barely be able to make out rows and rows of feet. There are up to forty men, called costaleros, who haul the float on shoulders and control its swaying motion. In fact, they practice so much and are so in sync with each other that the realistic figures on top look eerily as if they were walking along to the music.
Impossible to miss are the seemingly endless rows of nazarenos, or penitents, who walk along with the float.. You may even see many nazarenos walking barefoot, which is pretty impressive, considering some of the processions last up to 14 hours! Oh, and don’t be thrown off by the resemblance between the pointy hoods and long robes of the nazarenos and those of the Ku Klux Klan: it’s coincidental and completely unrelated.
Some of my favorite pictures from today. Look Peggy other people get thumbs in pictures too. ;)
This spot was on a giant rock; the view was amazing.
I got my feet get wet in the Mediterranean
I had lunch with 2 lovely ladies from Switzerland. I had the special; I didn’t know it would come with a head.
This was my most favorite view. We came around the corner and I can’t even describe it; we all just inhaled afraid to let it out.
When we got back, Semana Santa was in full swing. I didn’t get a pic of brotherhood costumes but they kind of scared me. Below is a picture is the processional; that I liked.
Hope your day was good.
All my love-
Some video from Semana Santa:
It was a nice day. There was class and I learned all about Semana Santa. I had dinner with my family and a nice talk with mi Spanish madre. Then coffee with Ignacio, my favorite person to talk to Spanish too. He seems to understand me no matter how bad I speak. ;). Then I had a cerveza with my new friend, Vargas. He didn’t understand much of anything but he tried. Our rhythm picked up but I did learn a joke, a toast and some dirty words in Spanish. I promise to share but I should sleep now.
All my love-
This is a Chirimoya. Apparently we don’t have it in America except maybe Hawaii so I had to try it…
It looks like the below when you cut it open.
My friend Ignacio told me what to do. Once open you scoop out the inside with a spoon. It is surprisingly similar to ice cream. It is very sweet but yummy!
My day was good . Unfortunately I couldn’t sync up with my friend, Ignacio for coffee. I had a great private lesson where I read about the mall of America. She asked if I liked her or my original tutor better. That was an awkward question but it was her that I liked so we will see who I get on Monday.
I love my yoga studio. Shoulder stand is almost not bad. :)
Jose and I had a cola cow. He showed me where the tourism office for Granada is and we went the tourism office for Andalucia. We discussed a lot but mostly the history of words. It is amazing how much one person knows the origin of words and not just words of his native language but all languages. For example- I learned that Romans at some point in their history dropped sound of h from their language and when English developed. English brought back the sound. My understanding is because English want to stay true to written words while Spanish preferred to stay true to sounds which also explains why I can’t spell much in English.
I better hit the hay. I haven’t been sleeping well.
All my love-