Rose tinted glasses
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are what I was wearing when I wrote my last entry methinks. Or perhaps my brain was malfunctioning from mild sunstroke. Turns out that learning another language is very hard and I seem to instantly forget everything I learn. It doesn´t help that all the Spanish speak English so well and everyone at school from other countries also speaks English rather than their native language; leaving me feeling like a total dumdum.
However, Sevilla is still beautiful and I am finally able to get to and from my house without getting lost. I also experienced Sangria at 1AM at an outdoor table and felt cool for the first time since I got here. The heat is relentless and I´m not sure how many more freckles my body is able to produce. Yesterday we went to the Alcazar which is totally beautiful and opulent.
Anyway the tutors took us to a small obscure bar/venue stuffed with grumpy locals and small stage in the middle of the room. We had a night of traditional Spanish guitar, singing and Flamenco. ¿Que guay! I can see perhaps why they are so proud of their tradition here. The Flamenco was amazing. Sexy, crazy, angry, beautiful and everything in between. I loved it. It was a pleasure to watch. I had perhaps been a little snooty about the absessions with bulls and Flamenco dancers, thinking it a little tacky and verging on kitsch, but after watching it I completely understand their passion. I would go again in a hearbeat.
Must dash, my time is nearly up and I don´t want to pay anymore at this internet cafe than I have to. Besides, I have plenty of homework to be getting on with :(
Speak later, whoever may be reading this.