And now in Spain

The concept of blogging regularly and keeping a journal-like thing is
totally beyond me. I keep doing stuff and seeing stuff and thinking, Ï
gotta put this in my blog¨and it never happens.
Ok so what´s up with this spanish keyboard¿ nothing is where it should be!

The choir tour went really well. The concerts got better and better as
time went on, and who knows, maybe I´ll be able to write down all the
stuff i wanted to write about that.... however, right now I wantto
write my initial thoughts and feelings about being here in Spain,
while I´m still htinking and feeling them and they are real and
fresh....
I arrived 2 days ago in Barcelona, after a 20 hour bus ride from
Frankfurt (the details of which I would love to blog but now no es
possible) i then took another bus to Zaragoza, about 3 and a half
hours from Barcelona. Hector picked me up form the airport, and I met
his family, his brother, mother, stepfather, brother´s girlfriend, and
then we started moving furniture around. The apartment I´m staying in
is Hector´s and is right next to his family´s house. It´s a nice
place. There´s even room for a little garden. His family is very sweet
and accomodating, although when I first arrived everyone was sleeping
because it was siesta time :o)
Ahhh... Siesta :o)
oday we had Paella for lunch. Lunch and dinner are served outside on
the veranda and there is always enough food for as many people as show
up. Today it included Neisan from Bilbao, Santiago (who has actually
been around for the past 2 days, although I understand his mom lives
close by in Zaragza) hector´s friend, Anna, Hector´s brother´s
girlfriend (although if you ask they will deny that they are together,
but it´s not rocket science to figure out that they are) she´s from
southern spain and I am told that I am not alone in being completely
unable to understand her spanish. Israel (hector´s brother) is often
called upone to translate her spanish into spanish for everyone else
to understand! and random other people...
During the gospel choir tour I found it necessary to choose between
eating meat or breaking my budget. Upon arrival in Spain I found it
necessary to continue as a non-practicing vegetarian. Ugh. I realise
how little i like meat, but if i refused to eat it, people would be
offended, and i would starve.
Anyway, must go now.... siesta calls.... more later.