It has been a long week with many despididas, the Spanish word for farewell. We’ve been busy saying goodbye to co-workers and students, roommates and neighbors, friends and their dogs, our favorite plazas and cafes, and overall our simple life in Vera as language and cultural assistants. I’ve been saying goodbye too much, so I thought I’d take a minute to remind myself that I will soon by saying hello again to all of you that I had to say goodbye to about eight months ago before I left for Spain.
As long as Eyjafjallajoekull, every European traveler’s favorite volcano, stays quiet this weekend, I’ll be heading home this Monday. Matt will be back soon too, but first he’s taking advantage of some stoppage time (fútbol term) at the end of our time in Spain to travel around with his family.
We have to apologize for not updating the blog as much as we would have liked to especially in the past month or two, but I feel like I can put some of the blame on the Spanish culture. Spain is just not a good place to be productive and get things done. Plus, the Siesta really eats up your day. Yes, Siesta is the three hour break in the afternoon when everything closes down and everyone goes home to relax and do nothing for an hour, but when you follow this custom strictly you really can’t be spending your Siesta doing things like writing blog entries.
So, here we are ordering our last few rounds of tapas and drinking our final cups of café con leche. Even in our quiet corner of Southeast Spain, the past two months seem to have disappeared like the last few letters of most Spanish words spoken in an Andalucian accent. The past weeks have been filled with bilingual poetry performances from our students, bicycle rides to the beach, the end of the fútbol season, the beginning of bull-fighting season, end of the year field trips with our students, and as always plenty of Iberian ham.
This summer Matt will be back home in Chicago and I’ll be in Kalamazoo looking for jobs, or available for hire I should say. In the fall we’ll both be starting graduate school in Chicago and looking forward to integrating ourselves into the Spanish-speaking community there to continue learning the language. Since I fly home tomorrow, I’m turning No Spain No Gain over to Matt as he is the only one left travelling. While Matt has really embraced the blogosphere and will likely be updating the blog daily while he travels around with his family….it is possible that this may be our last entry. Thanks for following along with our travels and stories through the blog. When we return, please excuse our cravings for queso manchego and other Spanish food, the tendency to be late to everything (I’ve always had this problem but it’s even worse now), and the moments when we accidently slip into speaking in Spanish. Finally, be sure to join us in rooting for Spain in the World Cup!
Hasta our next adventure in a Spanish-speaking country….