Las Piernas

Oh, hello!

Well, as promised I´m writing one more post before I head on my vacation from my vacation. Here´s what´s happened lately...

Guess who finished their first book in Spanish?!? A girl in my class did... I still have 70 pages to go. But it´s progress! I read it in public the other day and felt a strange combination of expanding knowledge and being a kid. Interesting...

So the title of this post actually has a meaning! (Don´t get too used to it. I´m not very creative.) Here´s the story: The other day I was walking home in the afternoon and I walked past a couple of kids who were probably 14 or 15. Out of nowhere they started yelling at me. Of course, I thought that they were trying steal my money or something so I started walking faster and was holding my alarm.But then I actually heard what they were saying: ¨¡mira las piernas! ¡las piernas! ¡qué larga!¨ This roughly translates to: ¨look at the legs! the legs! so long!¨ Since I was taller than all of them, I didn´t know whether to take it as a complement or feel like Godzilla. I´ll take the complement.

Another funny thing that happened to me last week involved my ¨favorite¨ thing: dogs!! Before PETA calls, I´ll explain myself a little. I don´t hate dogs. I love my dog. Because he is small. And cannot eat me. Big dogs are kind of terrifying. But I digress... I was shopping for my brother´s present at some souvenier shops when I stopped inside one with a rather large dog. As soon as he saw me he started going crazy. While the owner was holding the dog back, she said, ¨It´s okay, he hates gringas¨ (aka white people, aka me). Since my strength is minimal, I decided to let Kujo guard his turf and went far away from that store.

I´m not going to lie. Since I finished my last final, school has been dragging. All I can think about is going to England and probably meeting Robert Pattinson. Miracles happen.

This weekend, Christine and I went shopping at the rostro, which is basically a huge outdoor market where you can buy all sorts of things. I was expecting them to be handmade things that were super fly. Unfortunately, I was wrong. It was kind of like a huge garage sale of stuff you could probably buy cheaper in the US. Oh well. That night, though, I stumbled upon some gitanos (gypsies) selling stellar handmade jewelry. I bought more than I should. But I´m in Spain. I just can´t help myself.

AH! I can´t believe I almost forgot what was probably the most fun this weekend. On Friday Spain played against Chile in the Mundial. Since there were TV´s set up all around the Plaza Mayor, Christine and I thought it would be fun to have a sort of picnic during the game. (By the way, you should google a picture of the Plaza Mayor in Salamanca. It´s beautiful.) Anyway, we bought some Chinese food and watched the game with a couple hundred other people. It was so crazy but amazing! Everyone was cheering and screaming. I was really glad that Spain won, but the people here were almost immediately all drunk. They honked the horns on their cars for about three hours after the game.

I was finally able to watch a few movies at my house this weekend. I watched Big Fish (which still makes me cry every time) and Pride and Prejudice. My house mom and I fought over who was better looking, Darcy or Bingley. She likes Bingley even though he´s such a gringo. Psh.

Well, that´s all for today. Please keep me and Christine in your prayers as we fly out tomorrow. I´ll try my best to update from England if time allows. If I can´t, I´ll be back on July 5 (¡mi cumpleaños!). ¡Adios!