La familia ha ido y vuelto!
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Back in Barcelona, once again, but haven´t had classes at all this week (Spaniards don´t really believe in schoolwork... Okay, that´s a generalization, but not a huge one). I missed Monday and Tuesday because I went to Madrid with the padres, came back on Wednesday for class, except that it was cancelled, along with Thursday and Friday because it´s aholiday on Thursday (Día del Trabajador (Worker´s day), which I find kind of ironic considering that Spaniards don´t really work. Ever.) and classes were cancelled Wednesday and Friday also. Just because they felt like it. Oh, well! This semester in Spain is for travelling and learning about life, not schoolwork.
So the visit with the fam was wonderful. They had a great time in Barcelona, Granada, Córdoba, Sevilla, Madrid and Toledo (whew!). We had tapas and sangría galore, walked a ton, saw the sights, and spent some quality family time together. It was fun playing tour guide and translator. Betty will have a conversation with anyone (regardless of which language the person speaks...) so I had to always be on guard to translate everything she said to my family. My two Mamas liked each other, as I knew they would, and my Mom did a good job with the Spanish she does know! Betty also found my Dad hilarious when I translated his jokes to her, which was great for his self-esteem!
Perhaps the most memorable part of their visit was when we went to Llavaneras (Betty´s second house) on Saturday.
So Marni went home the next day and Mom and Dad and I jetted off to Madrid.
On the way back from Madrid, I sat next to a chatty woman and her sisters and nieces from Ohio. I was tired (had to get up at 6:30 to say goodbye to Mom and Dad), so I didn´t want her to find out that I´m American and start talking to me. But I stupidly pulled out the AAA Europe book my dad gave me and she said, ¨Triple A! That´s an American company! Where are you from?¨So I grudgingly told her I´m from Wisconsin, and she was very nice, but proceeded to give me every last detail of her family´s trip to Spain. She said one of her sisters planned the trip throughout the country and when she told her that Barcelona was one of the cities they were going to, she said, ¨Wait, I thought we were going to Spain, not Italy!¨ Ouch, I know. That´s definitely something I would not admit to anyone...
So I made it back to Barcelona and now I have work to do... Oh, wait, ¨work to do¨ is an oxymoron in this country. So in other words, I have hanging out and planning travels to do (Note to Mom and Dad: Please don´t stress, I´m only kidding. Kind of).