Ok, I have truly failed as a blogger, clearly this is not my calling. It would be entirely impossible to completely update you on everything that has happened since my last entry, ahem....November, but I will do my best and give you a whirlwind update.
December was a crazy month packed with holidays, saying goodbye to semester friends and welcoming my family to Seville. At the beginning of December I went to Madrid with my friend Kassie and fulfilled a lifelong dream of seeing some of the world's best foortball (soccer) players play no more than 20ft in front of me. It was en epic struggle to get the tickets but in the end we suceeded, truly an experience I will never forget.
For Christmas I was fortunate enough to have most of my family come visit, Greg, Kevin and my mom made the trek across the water only for their first visit to be the Madrid hospital. Kevin had a bad tonsel infection and a first hand expereience with Spanish public hospitals, while my mom translated for the doctor. But after that minor glitch we were off, touring Sevilla, Granada and Madrid which couldn't have been any better. Greg and Kevin were pretty excited about the nightlife and the discotecas, and mom took full advantage of siesta. All in all it was a perfect vacation and I couldn't have been more grateful to have had them here with me.
January was definitely a month of travel and final exams...Luckily, my dad had some vacation time so he came to visit me at the end of January. We toured Sevilla, Madrid, Toledo and Segovia, but before leaving Seville, Steve managed to make more friends in 3 days than I have in nearly four months (sin español), no surprise there. At one point during our stay in Sevilla, I had to go teach an english class, leaving Steve to his own devices, when I returned to find he was not taking his usual siesta I called him only to hear him say, "I'm looking for chorizo con chocolate!".....chorizo is a typical type of sausage here in Spain, very rich, but definitely not for chocolate. In a valiant effort to improve his Spanish, he unknowingly confused chorizo (meat) with churro, (delicious donut type dessert, perfect for chocolate). Needless to say, he did not in fact find chorizo con chocolate.
After saying goodbye to my dad, and frantically scrambling to study for exams, I made it through the final week. I had 3 days of rest and now I'm back to a new semester with a whole new smattering of classes. Now that I have been through the chaos that is the University of Sevilla, I feel a little more comfortable having jumped these hurtles once before. Classes are still just as confusing, the Spanish is almost effortless and life could not possibly be better.
