Hey everyone, so before I begin about this month I would like to give you all this website : http://picasaweb.google.es/esmc49/ViajeOutbound20092010?feat=directlink
This website of all the photos that my our Rotary leader, David, took on our trip to Andalusia and Portugal about a month ago. You can see all the other exchange students that are right now in Spain and you can see me in a couple of them as well. Some of the photos need to be flipped however so I hope you don´t mind turning your head every once and a while.
So April! Another great month and hard to believe that with it coming to a close means I will have soon have been in Spain for almost 8 months. I will have soon completed 4/5 of my time in Spain over all. Don´t know, just something crazy to think about and remind yourself as these months seem to keep flying by.
April began for me with the celebrations and good times of Semana Santa, or Holy Week, in Spain. My brother had just taken the plane from Madrid back to the States when I jumped on a train to get up to Palencia again. Due to a train accident, nothing fatal, on the train tracks to Palencia that morning, a trip that should of taken me 2 hours took me 6 in all. My train then had to go to a different town, put us all on buses, ship us to another town where they put us back on a train again, then after awhile up to Palencia. That night I quickly unpacked then repacked so that I could head out the next morning with my host family to Asturias for a week.
Asturias is a province in the north western part of Spain that we had an absolutely wonderful time explore all it had to offer for a week. It is a beautiful province of green tall mountains that lead right up to the sea and a culture revolving around cider, sea food, and a pride that the Moors never laid a foot in the area. Along with two other families, my host family had rented out a sort of rural cottage that all three families stayed in for the week. For the last 11 years these three families had always done Semana Santa together so it was really cool to have been apart of that. One family was from Melilla, a city in the north of Morocco that still belongs to Spain, and they took a ferry with their car and drove the entire length of Spain to be there. They were a family of 6 who couldn´t of been nicer people. They had a son who was my age and had done an exchange to Oregon last year so it was interesting to have been able to talk to someone who had just come out of the exchange experience. They other family was only a couple that came up from Madrid on Wednesday but didn´t end up staying long. Asturias is a very wet province so with 2 hours of their arrival the husband accidentally tripped and fell and broke his leg. After that it was a little hard for him to get around and see the sights so they ended up leaving that Friday. Really nice people though.
We spent the week in Asturias exploring the many cities and little towns that populate the area. We also went to a museum about dinosaurs and another about mining that was pretty cool being they took us on a tour of an old abandoned coal mine. However it was technically holidays so we also spent a great deal of time relaxing and enjoying the amazing huge portions of wonderful Asturian food along with their infamous cider. As I talked about when I visited Cantabria in an earlier post, their neighbor Asturias is even more so into the process of making and drinking cider. It has become an art form of sorts to be able to pour cider well and is really fun to watch those you have this ability. The idea is to put the bottle has high into the air as possible then with the cup in your other hand catch the cider with as much distance in between as possible. They had me try it once, turns out I´m terrible, they didn´t let me try it again.
(If you are a friend with me on Facebook you can look at all the pictures that my host mom posted of our time in Asturias. She had just gotten a new camera so she was super excited to then post them all.)
After that week we headed back to Palencia and the old way of things. Being it was still sort of Semana Santa no one had school so I spent the week hanging with my friends in Palencia and trying to recoup my Spanish which didn´t get a lot of practice in March. Another fun and very relaxed week where I was able get a lot done and prepare for my next adventures.
Semana Santa has a very interesting tradition in Spain revolving around what is called Processions. The week leading up to Easter in marked by a sort of parades in all the towns and cities in Spain. Each day has a different theme on the passing and then resurrection of Christ. The people in these processions wear different colored robes and capes each day but the general costume is the same. It´s a tradition that goes way back to the 16th century and is to be a sign of penance. Although it is a less then pleasant comparison to make, the dress is the exact same of the old KKK. Now just about all Spanish people are aware of this likeness and made sure to make it very clear to me right off that this tradition is very old and one that was in place way before the KKK ever came along. In their dress, the members carry large statues and platforms on their shoulders to show the different parts of Jesus´s death and which one is being represented that day. They carry these platforms in a sort of march that makes each one sway back in forth in a sort of dance which they actually do on purpose and have a special name for. Now these platforms can get very huge and there are some in Sevilla that take over 200 people to carry them on their shoulders. They also have very powerful and compelling music that marches along with the procession and makes the whole experience actually very awe inspiring. They have an entire band but they really emphasize the drums as there are even some towns in Spain that get hundreds of people in a plaza and spend a whole day where all they do is beat on their drums. Kind of cool to be a part of actually. In the North processions are more watched in silence and my host mom told me not to make sure not to laugh at anything. In the South, such as in Sevilla, everyone is yelling and crying and people are screaming to the statue of Mary as see passes ¨Oh how beautiful you are!¨ It´s supposed to get quite crazy. So in all I watched two processions, one in Asturias and another in Palencia. Both were very interesting to be a part of and definitely one of the more important traditions about Semana Santa.
After my week back home I headed down to Madrid to meet up with my grandparents that had come over to visit me. I had spent the week in Palencia and then the weekend in Aranda de Duero so I had to take a bus from Aranda instead and then the metro so as to meet up with my grandparents at the train station.
It was so awesome to see my grandparents again after over seven months apart. Deborah (MeiMei) and Craig (D) are my mother's parents and nothing could of made me happier then having those two over here in Spain to do some traveling. All the time we were together people kept asking if they were my parents being that they have the traveling vigor of a 20 year old and even I had trouble keeping up with them at times. For this and many many other things, the ten days we had together in Spain were absolutely amazing and made some wakey, wild, but above else wonderful memories with my grandparents that I'm soon to forget.
From Madrid we took a train together down into Andalucia and through Cordoba to a town called Palma de Rio. Now not only did these two just get off the plane this morning, were quite jetlagged, and haven't really slept, but both of them jumped on a bike that afternoon to do the first day of a bike tour that they had signed us up in that would take us through Andalucia. The bike tour lasted about 6 days and took us through the largest olive oil processing area in the world. With 8 other Americans in our group, we had a great time and were able to not only do some amazing biking up were also able to meet some pretty interesting people. We spent one day biking around Palma de Rio, another biking from there to Cordoba, a free day in Cordoba and another biking around there, then two days biking to and around a town called Zuheros. We were able to do such cool activities as: a professional olive oil tasting session, a flamengo show, tour of a olive oil factory, tour the Mosque in Cordoba, tour the Alhambra in Granda, get an Arabic bath experience and massage, search through some old castles, among many others. Despite being in a flat out down pour on the last day, that bike tour was soooooooooo much fun and doing it with my grandparents made it a million times better.
From Granada we said goodbye to our bike friends and took a plane to Barcelona. We were very lucky being the volcanic ash would close down that airport the next day. The rest of our bike tour friends were a little grumpy at the Icelandic volcano and that they are now stranded in Europe and have to figure out some sort of means of getting home. Never really found out if they did find that means.
Being this was my first time being in Barcelona I was truly excited and we had a whole slue of things we needed to go see. Sadly my grandparent's thought that I would be the means of communication in Spain with the general public, wasn't quite as true in Barcelona when the people of Cataluna are not as easy to talk to if you don't know their preferred language of Catalan. We managed to make it work however. On our three days in Barcelona we saw : as many tours of Gaudi buildings and house as humanly possible, the Picasso and Miro museum, up the towers of the Sagrada Familia, the castle/fort over looking the city, the Guell Park, and many many self made walking tours over basically every street in the city, among many other fun packed things. It made me so happy I was able to see Barcelona for the first time with my grandparents and could of imagined a better pair of people to explore the city with.
From there we took a train back to Madrid where we only had one day together filled with exploring the whole of the Prado and having the best suckling pig in town. I was so sad to have to say goodbye to my grandparents after such an amazing time together but know that I'll see them again very soon.
Hope you all are now having a wonderful spring and will see you all soon!
Cody
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
March
Hey everybody! Just going to write somethings down really fast and upload some photos of what I´ve been up to this last month. It was a really great month with a lot of fun travel and experiences.
I left Palencia on the 8th and took a train down to Madrid to meet up with the rest of the Rotary Exchange Students from around Spain. My train that I booked was an hour late so I was luckily able to grab another one that was passing through to Madrid as well. From there I had my first shot at trying to figure out the Madrid subway on my own. After awhile at playing with a machine that I thought would give me a subway ticket, a nice woman came up and took me over to where you actually buy tickets. Looking back I think it was like an ATM or something. So after some guess and check with the subway map I did manage to get to the Rotary meeting on time and without a loss of too much pride. My first time riding a subway alone. Feel so grown up for a Montana boy.
There were 36 exchange students from all over Spain that decided to go on this trip. We had 2 Germans, a Australian, a Canadian, and all the rest being from all over the US. We seemed to have held the majority as it comes to exchange students in Spain. From there all 36 of us piled into a bus and headed down to Granada in the province of Andalucia.
The next ten days were some of the funniest I´ve had in Spain. After seeing the Alhambra in Granada, we headed to Cordoba and checked out its Mosque/Cathedral. From there it was over to Sevilla and then Huelva. Then we headed northwest up into Portugal and spent a couple days in and around Lisboa, Portugal. After a wonderful time in Portugal and once again becoming completely lost with another language, we headed back into Spain with Merida and then Cacéras. Our last stop was up to the old university town of Salamanca and back to Madrid. I could write pages and pages about the amazing experiences and times I had with these other exchange students and the wonderful friends that I´ve made but I hope you will suffice with my summary that it was truly ¨awesome¨. Don´t think I could sum it up any better. (All these city names are in Spanish so I hope you can still sort of recognize them)
Right when I landed back in Madrid and had many sad good byes to friends that I can truly say I hope I have for life, I figured out a way to catch a bus to Toledo. Took me awhile as it turned out the bus station I was already at doesn´t go there so I had to take the subway across town to another station then the bus ticket machine wouldn´t take my card so I had to leave to go find an ATM and then came back but the machine wouldn´t take the size of bills I´d just gotten so I had to leave to go break them up and finally I got myself a 5 buck ticket to Toledo. I feel the run-on expresses the mood much better in this case then punctuations could hope to try.
So I arrive in Toledo and what do I find?!? But my real family from Montana sitting in the bus station waiting for me! It was my sister´s and brother´s spring break so my family took a vacation and came out to see me for little over a week. After not seeing any of them in over 6 months it was truly wonderful to be able to be with my family again. We spent a couple days in Toledo together then headed up to Palencia to introduce them all to my host family.
Now at first it was a little weird to see both my families sitting all together but the entire visit went so much better then I ever could of hoped. My host family bought all my family members presents and took them on a tour of the town. After much debate, my host family won at buying a very nice expensive lunch upon my real family´s arrival and then went on to host my real family in their house in Grijota, where I lived back in October. In the Spanish fashion, my host family showed the most amazing amount of generosity I´ve ever seen and just continued to out do themselves. Can´t even express how happy it made me. Both families got along so well as they were all able to talk Spanish and even a little English to each other. I forgot to explain in full to my real family how the Spanish seem to survive without ever sleeping so by the end of that first day my real family was fairly pooped.
If I thought that day went well however, the day following was even better. Not only was it technically my 19th birthday but I was also able to have both my families together and we all took a day trip down to Segovia where we spent the day. We toured the giant roman aqueduct and the Cathedral before moving on to the Alcázar, a castle where the old Madrid Kings used to vacation. Such an amazing day and couldn´t of imagined a better way to spend my birthday.
After spending another night in Palencia my family and I went back to Madrid where we spent another three days touring the sights and millions of museums Madrid has to offer. I was very sad to have to see my parents and sister leave on the 24th to head back to the States. I had so much fun with them all and was so lucky that they were able to come out to visit me. My luck continued however in that my brother stayed on with me in Madrid for another two days before he too had to leave to go back to school. It was sad to see them all leave but I continue to remind myself that I will be seeing them all again relatively soon.
Whelp I think that´s all there is for now as we move closer to April. I´ll fill you all in more then. Hope you´re well and doing well in your respective places.
Cody
I left Palencia on the 8th and took a train down to Madrid to meet up with the rest of the Rotary Exchange Students from around Spain. My train that I booked was an hour late so I was luckily able to grab another one that was passing through to Madrid as well. From there I had my first shot at trying to figure out the Madrid subway on my own. After awhile at playing with a machine that I thought would give me a subway ticket, a nice woman came up and took me over to where you actually buy tickets. Looking back I think it was like an ATM or something. So after some guess and check with the subway map I did manage to get to the Rotary meeting on time and without a loss of too much pride. My first time riding a subway alone. Feel so grown up for a Montana boy.
There were 36 exchange students from all over Spain that decided to go on this trip. We had 2 Germans, a Australian, a Canadian, and all the rest being from all over the US. We seemed to have held the majority as it comes to exchange students in Spain. From there all 36 of us piled into a bus and headed down to Granada in the province of Andalucia.
The next ten days were some of the funniest I´ve had in Spain. After seeing the Alhambra in Granada, we headed to Cordoba and checked out its Mosque/Cathedral. From there it was over to Sevilla and then Huelva. Then we headed northwest up into Portugal and spent a couple days in and around Lisboa, Portugal. After a wonderful time in Portugal and once again becoming completely lost with another language, we headed back into Spain with Merida and then Cacéras. Our last stop was up to the old university town of Salamanca and back to Madrid. I could write pages and pages about the amazing experiences and times I had with these other exchange students and the wonderful friends that I´ve made but I hope you will suffice with my summary that it was truly ¨awesome¨. Don´t think I could sum it up any better. (All these city names are in Spanish so I hope you can still sort of recognize them)
Right when I landed back in Madrid and had many sad good byes to friends that I can truly say I hope I have for life, I figured out a way to catch a bus to Toledo. Took me awhile as it turned out the bus station I was already at doesn´t go there so I had to take the subway across town to another station then the bus ticket machine wouldn´t take my card so I had to leave to go find an ATM and then came back but the machine wouldn´t take the size of bills I´d just gotten so I had to leave to go break them up and finally I got myself a 5 buck ticket to Toledo. I feel the run-on expresses the mood much better in this case then punctuations could hope to try.
So I arrive in Toledo and what do I find?!? But my real family from Montana sitting in the bus station waiting for me! It was my sister´s and brother´s spring break so my family took a vacation and came out to see me for little over a week. After not seeing any of them in over 6 months it was truly wonderful to be able to be with my family again. We spent a couple days in Toledo together then headed up to Palencia to introduce them all to my host family.
Now at first it was a little weird to see both my families sitting all together but the entire visit went so much better then I ever could of hoped. My host family bought all my family members presents and took them on a tour of the town. After much debate, my host family won at buying a very nice expensive lunch upon my real family´s arrival and then went on to host my real family in their house in Grijota, where I lived back in October. In the Spanish fashion, my host family showed the most amazing amount of generosity I´ve ever seen and just continued to out do themselves. Can´t even express how happy it made me. Both families got along so well as they were all able to talk Spanish and even a little English to each other. I forgot to explain in full to my real family how the Spanish seem to survive without ever sleeping so by the end of that first day my real family was fairly pooped.
If I thought that day went well however, the day following was even better. Not only was it technically my 19th birthday but I was also able to have both my families together and we all took a day trip down to Segovia where we spent the day. We toured the giant roman aqueduct and the Cathedral before moving on to the Alcázar, a castle where the old Madrid Kings used to vacation. Such an amazing day and couldn´t of imagined a better way to spend my birthday.
After spending another night in Palencia my family and I went back to Madrid where we spent another three days touring the sights and millions of museums Madrid has to offer. I was very sad to have to see my parents and sister leave on the 24th to head back to the States. I had so much fun with them all and was so lucky that they were able to come out to visit me. My luck continued however in that my brother stayed on with me in Madrid for another two days before he too had to leave to go back to school. It was sad to see them all leave but I continue to remind myself that I will be seeing them all again relatively soon.
Whelp I think that´s all there is for now as we move closer to April. I´ll fill you all in more then. Hope you´re well and doing well in your respective places.
Cody
Sunday, February 28, 2010
February
Hey there everybody! Hope you all had a lovely Valentines/ Presidents/ and of course Groundhogs day this month. Presidents day of course doesn´t happen in Spain and although they don´t celebrate it, they are very aware of Valentines day with it being all over their favorite American TV shows. They sort of do Groundhogs day but instead it will be an early spring if it rains on the 2nd. When I told them of our custom they believed us to be very strange to put so much trust in a rodent to tell the weather but I see it as all the same general theory; if it rains he won´t be able to see his shadow. Don´t think we´re all so different after all.
So here are a few things that happened this month. February was a wonderful month and with it ending it marks me now having been in Spain for half a year. Something that´s truly difficult to believe for me in that when I look back it´s hard to believe that I´ve managed to fit all that I´ve done in only six months but then all those memorizes are so vivid that it seems weird that they weren´t all just yesterday. A conflicting feeling to say the least as I try to figure out if I believe time has flown by or if I´ve been here forever. Yet the fact remains that it will be March tomorrow, and no matter which feeling comes out on top, it is still wild to know I have had six amazing months in Spain.
Like I said the month began with our similar traditions about predicting unchangeable seasons, but also the 2nd was a day off from school only in my town of Palencia so as to celebrate their patron saint. It was ´Virgen de la Calle´ day, which if you remember is also the name of my school, and that literally translated means ´Virgin of the Street´. Don´t ask me what she did to get that name because I have no idea and no one except for me seems to find it a little out of the ordinary.
My father took me with him to Soria, another province of Castilla y Leon, where we met up with a couple of his old friends and planned out a day long hike that we would all do together. The hike was a lot of fun and we were actually able to go up high enough to see some snow. It was great to be able to hang out with only my dad and his old school buddies for a weekend and see to the Spanish version of ´Man time.´ We all had a great hike and weekend.
The big holiday in February is Carnaval which gives you a four day weekend. I spent the first two days in Aranda de Duero with my extended family and friends there then returned for the second half in Palencia. Although being the coldest weekend of the year here, Carnaval was a lot of fun and could remind one of Halloween. Some big differences are the lack of candy and each town has a big parade, but the general idea of everyone dressing up in crazy costumes and enjoying themselves are the same. Although they don´t go as crazy as people do in Rio de Jenero, a lot of people in Spain dress up in all different kinds of crazy things and like to go out and show off their costumes. It was a great time and definitely a new expierence for me.
I did two different presentations this month with one being for my sister´s class and the other being for my host Rotary Club. In both I spoke about myself and life in Montana and the differences between both countries. Being it was for my sister´s English class, I was told to talk in English and they all seemed to relatively understand and enjoy the presentation. Here is a link to a letter my sister wrote about my visit and is now on the school´s home page, http://www.blancadecastilla.es/MARCOS.HTM. I oddly can´t get you right to the document with just a link so your going to want to click on ¨Secundaria´ located at the top of the page then ´(2 ESO) Cody visits us´ under the heading of ´Inglés´. That should bring it up. They may not of understood me as well as I thought because me sister says Bozeman is very very big and then her teacher writes that David, my family´s real son, is now staying with my family in the USA. Both things that aren´t true but everything else is good and the photos nice. I also did a presentation for my Rotary Club but this time in Spanish. They probably understood me just as well in Spanish as it seems Lara´s class understood me in English. With all things concerned both went really smoothly and with extremely nice and supportive audiences .
A wild opportunity I was able to do this month was a four hour tour of my father´s factory. My father is an economist who works for a Renault car factor in Palencia and we were able to walk along the entire assembly line from the very first piece of metal to the last test drive. I had no idea how much work goes into each car and how fun it is to watch the car building robots whirl around in a sort of wild spark dance. The factor has over 3000 employees and produces about a car per minute. It takes about 26 hours from the first piece of metal to the last screw on very car with about 12 of labor going into each. It was actually a really entertaining and wild expierence to watch cars being thrown together in what could only be described as rapid puzzle display. I really enjoyed it and they dressed us all up in our own set of lab coats, reflective vests, and protective goggles for the tour. At the end they gave me a free book light which seriously sealed the deal.
One fun little thing I found out this month is that no one really eats peanut butter in Spain and my family had never even tried it before. David had recently just had some for the first time in the US and so my family was curious about what it is exactly. I tried my best to explain the theory of peanut butter and the glory of that is the PB&J. My mother then surprised me the next day with a little jar of peanut butter that she searched for all day and was just able to find in some little shop. We then had a grand time with my family´s first peanut butter tasting and the results were rather positive with everyone becoming peanut butter fans. The texture confused them and they didn´t think it was sweet enough but in the end everyone have a positive expierence. Which reminds me, Q-Tips don´t exist in Spain. No where. Don´t ask me what they use in place of them because I can´t figure it out. Helpful hint, bring your own Q-Tips.
And as always I´ll finish with my new food for the month. February is the month of fried cow snout. Fatty with little hairs that tickle you but with surprisingly tender chunks of meat as well.
Hope your well everybody and I´ll see you in March!
Cody
So here are a few things that happened this month. February was a wonderful month and with it ending it marks me now having been in Spain for half a year. Something that´s truly difficult to believe for me in that when I look back it´s hard to believe that I´ve managed to fit all that I´ve done in only six months but then all those memorizes are so vivid that it seems weird that they weren´t all just yesterday. A conflicting feeling to say the least as I try to figure out if I believe time has flown by or if I´ve been here forever. Yet the fact remains that it will be March tomorrow, and no matter which feeling comes out on top, it is still wild to know I have had six amazing months in Spain.
Like I said the month began with our similar traditions about predicting unchangeable seasons, but also the 2nd was a day off from school only in my town of Palencia so as to celebrate their patron saint. It was ´Virgen de la Calle´ day, which if you remember is also the name of my school, and that literally translated means ´Virgin of the Street´. Don´t ask me what she did to get that name because I have no idea and no one except for me seems to find it a little out of the ordinary.
My father took me with him to Soria, another province of Castilla y Leon, where we met up with a couple of his old friends and planned out a day long hike that we would all do together. The hike was a lot of fun and we were actually able to go up high enough to see some snow. It was great to be able to hang out with only my dad and his old school buddies for a weekend and see to the Spanish version of ´Man time.´ We all had a great hike and weekend.
The big holiday in February is Carnaval which gives you a four day weekend. I spent the first two days in Aranda de Duero with my extended family and friends there then returned for the second half in Palencia. Although being the coldest weekend of the year here, Carnaval was a lot of fun and could remind one of Halloween. Some big differences are the lack of candy and each town has a big parade, but the general idea of everyone dressing up in crazy costumes and enjoying themselves are the same. Although they don´t go as crazy as people do in Rio de Jenero, a lot of people in Spain dress up in all different kinds of crazy things and like to go out and show off their costumes. It was a great time and definitely a new expierence for me.
I did two different presentations this month with one being for my sister´s class and the other being for my host Rotary Club. In both I spoke about myself and life in Montana and the differences between both countries. Being it was for my sister´s English class, I was told to talk in English and they all seemed to relatively understand and enjoy the presentation. Here is a link to a letter my sister wrote about my visit and is now on the school´s home page, http://www.blancadecastilla.es/MARCOS.HTM. I oddly can´t get you right to the document with just a link so your going to want to click on ¨Secundaria´ located at the top of the page then ´(2 ESO) Cody visits us´ under the heading of ´Inglés´. That should bring it up. They may not of understood me as well as I thought because me sister says Bozeman is very very big and then her teacher writes that David, my family´s real son, is now staying with my family in the USA. Both things that aren´t true but everything else is good and the photos nice. I also did a presentation for my Rotary Club but this time in Spanish. They probably understood me just as well in Spanish as it seems Lara´s class understood me in English. With all things concerned both went really smoothly and with extremely nice and supportive audiences .
A wild opportunity I was able to do this month was a four hour tour of my father´s factory. My father is an economist who works for a Renault car factor in Palencia and we were able to walk along the entire assembly line from the very first piece of metal to the last test drive. I had no idea how much work goes into each car and how fun it is to watch the car building robots whirl around in a sort of wild spark dance. The factor has over 3000 employees and produces about a car per minute. It takes about 26 hours from the first piece of metal to the last screw on very car with about 12 of labor going into each. It was actually a really entertaining and wild expierence to watch cars being thrown together in what could only be described as rapid puzzle display. I really enjoyed it and they dressed us all up in our own set of lab coats, reflective vests, and protective goggles for the tour. At the end they gave me a free book light which seriously sealed the deal.
One fun little thing I found out this month is that no one really eats peanut butter in Spain and my family had never even tried it before. David had recently just had some for the first time in the US and so my family was curious about what it is exactly. I tried my best to explain the theory of peanut butter and the glory of that is the PB&J. My mother then surprised me the next day with a little jar of peanut butter that she searched for all day and was just able to find in some little shop. We then had a grand time with my family´s first peanut butter tasting and the results were rather positive with everyone becoming peanut butter fans. The texture confused them and they didn´t think it was sweet enough but in the end everyone have a positive expierence. Which reminds me, Q-Tips don´t exist in Spain. No where. Don´t ask me what they use in place of them because I can´t figure it out. Helpful hint, bring your own Q-Tips.
And as always I´ll finish with my new food for the month. February is the month of fried cow snout. Fatty with little hairs that tickle you but with surprisingly tender chunks of meat as well.
Hope your well everybody and I´ll see you in March!
Cody
I just thought it was interesting that there are beer vending machines. Europes funny.
And for my friends of the Snuggie, you know who you are, this is for you. The Slanket has come to Spain
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