I came home at 7:05 this morning. Even for a Spaniard, that's pretty late. This morning, (uh, later this morning) my roommate said, "Ah, yes, you now live in Barcelona."
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Forget going out to participate in independista marches and celebrations. It's right outside my window. Literally, right outside the window. (Window faces out into a conjunction of a supermarket, real market, library, old people residence, and small plaza. So they're in the plaza.) I would take a picture, but the old people residence terrace blocks my view, but I sure can hear all their calls for freedom, and modern/traditional Catalan music (sometimes mixed together in one song).
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You see - I've told you, didn't I?
Mommy knows best :)
Just give it time, and everything changes. Of course it's still will be ups and dows, this is life. But you are experiencing something new every day, immersing in another culture, music, friendship. It's fantastic! I am very happy for you. Enjoy!
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