My Spanish is still no bueno buuut my Spanglish is AMAZING, so my communication skills are slowly improving. {as I’m typing this, Senora Charo came in and I had no idea what she was saying and somehow agreed to eating an ice cream bar and a bowl of ice cream even though I was already full}
Went out with legit espanoles finally. Best conversation of night: one of them said, “I eat Megan Fox.” Once we figured out that he was trying to say that he thought Megan Fox was hot, I tried to explain that, en los estados unidos, “eating” a person (especially a female) means something very different.
Was told my accent when speaking Spanish - which was usually just me saying “Como se dice [insert hand gestures and/or english word] - was “love” and “make smile”. Apparently it’s not just American girls that love foreign accents.
El Robotica Bar en el centro de Sevilla: has huge mojitos for 5 euros - reminds me of the liquor pitchers at Shakespeare’s (minus the hipsters).
Double fisting = los dos manos (en espanol)
Can’t remember the spanish word for it, but it is essentially pre-gaming in the street. Locals will bring their own bottle of alcohol, a giant bottle of mixer of their choice, and glasses. You are apparently extra classy if you bring ice (I had one girl ask me if I was done with my drink so she could have my ice).
Pringle machine in the bar! It looks like a giant gum ball machine but with pringles instead!
Comida borrachos = CHURROS! So good. Especially because it was fo free.
Bailando en la discoteca - combination of salsa, merengue, reggaeton…and guido? Lots of fist pumping. And limbo-ing. No idea where that one fits in either.
Charo’s cooking - delicioso! I wish I could bring her back with me. Erin and I just got our first load of laundry back and she even folded our underwear. (But don’t worry, Lizzy…you are still mi madre favorita!)
Love the Moorish architecture that is everywhere here. I keep seeing “se vende” signs and wish I could afford to have an apartment here. Our waiter last night offered me his apartment if he could have mine in the states. Not going to lie…I was tempted.
Chuck Norris - apparently Spanairds all watch Walker Texas Ranger and will immediately start repeating “rangeer! rangeer!” when they find out you are from Texas.
First successful one on one conversation with espanole guapo! We talked about soccer and different European club teams (Thank you, ESPN and hours of listening to stupid boys debate which team was better).
¡Que Malo!
Thinking that wearing wedges on cobblestone streets would be a good idea (BUT, I didn’t fall once…6th street ain’t got nothing on me now).
Trying to do as the Spainards do when I have homework and class at 9 am. {I debated whether to put this under que beuno or que malo…I think with more practice it will be bueno}
The shower water is like a hot pocket - either boiling lava hot or freezing cold.
First successful one on on conversation with espanole guapo…that had a unibrow.
