Spain won! Viva España! Before I update you on the happenings of the past few days, a few would be offended if I first didn't mention this moment in History. We went to Shabir's to watch the game and he was decked out in a Spanish jersey, red pants and had Spanish Flags all around the outside of his house. There were about 10 of us there and it was actually a lot of fun. However, nerve-wracking as well. I don't know the sports terminology and I don't care either but watching Spain make 11 or so (almost goals) was enough to give me the shakes let alone a die-hard futból fan. Here is an exerpt from an article that I quite liked.
"Spain played very well during whole tournament and they were technically excellent," Germany coach Joachim Loew said. "They fully deserve victory.
"Spain played better, we couldn't match their level. We did not play at our best. We will analyze over the next couple of days what went wrong and work on that for the near future. Overall, the team had a great result considering the other contenders, like Italy, France or the Netherlands."
The Germans dominated the opening minutes but did not really test goalkeeper Iker Casillas. The Germans also looked close to scoring early in the second half but Spain used a long-lasting substitution to settle down and created chance after chance against an overmatched German team.
"We controlled the game for 15 minutes, but had no answer after Spain found to its rhythm," Loew said."
It was a lot of fun at Shabir's, hearing the car's honk from the city center, seeing fireworks falling over Lloret and Blanes like confetti.
Picking up from my last post, Adam arrived safe-and tired. The first two days he was in Barcelona the entire day. He is very resourceful and I learned not to worry about him being lost in a big city. One night we took him to La Campana, a must if you're visiting Joan and I in Lloret. The second night I made a home cooked meal and Jordi joined us for dinner also. We showed him around Lloret and took him to my new favorite place, a small cove, hidden from tourists where there isn't much sand but flat rocks that make up the shore. It is absolutely gorgeous. Unfortunately I forgot my camera but Joan, Jordi and I plan to go back (ALL DAY) next Sunday.
Yesterday, Joan and I, along with his family went to this very posh restaurant, Mas Romeu in Lloret. (Posh for Lloret, I guess). It was beautiful. We ate outside under a canopy of trees that shielded us from the heat of the sun. A cool breeze was constant and carried the scents of paella and vino. His grandparents joined us, as well as his Aunt and Uncle.
It was a full circle moment when I thought of meeting these same people in December and being so scared; to it being June and sitting with these same people and feeling like family.
Adam left this afternoon so now it is just me again in the flat. I am in the process of getting it back to normal. My Monday cleaning routine, making lunch and after running some errands and taking a break to go for a swim in the pool.
This morning I had my last Spanish class (until August) with Clara. We just talked the whole time. I really will miss having class with her but I am excited to impress her when I see her August 1st! My Spanish will have improved a lot.
I suppose that is all going on here. Hope all is well where you are.
1 comments:
Your life in Spain, as always, sounds idllyic and beautiful like a painting. Its definitely a Monet - something that up close, when examining one day or house seems chaotic or jumbled - but when one steps back to look at all the days and weeks put together, they create a masterpiece of every emotion and idea and moment rolled together :)
<3 heather
ps - As always, I wish I was there!
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