And what would be a simple task in the U.S. becomes both a challenge & an adventure in Sevilla. To purchase & mail a postcard today required 3 dictionary consultations & 2 requests for help at the front desk. In the end, of course, it still was a simple task, but who knew stamps are sold at a kiosk labeled “tabaco”? Everything here is done a bit differently, & learning new procedures is always a bit trying.
Even in the midst of mounting differences, however, familiarities can always be found. Tonight, mine arrived in the form of theatre. After dinner, our program treated us to a local flamenco show. Just seeing the stage in front of me made me feel comfortable; at least in this instance, I would know the procedures. The performance consisted of a guitarist, a singer & two dancers performing on a simple platform in the plaza of a hotel. The male dancer was particularly entrancing in his intensity; when he stepped from the platform toward us, I heard gasps escape from all sides.
This is our second & final night in the Hotel Becquer, with all its strange procedures. Tomorrow afternoon, I will meet my host family & move into their home. Undoubtedly, the move will be accompanied by all sorts of new procedures, but hopefully there too will be hidden glimpses of familiarity. Nos vemos, Le <3.






4 comments:
OMG OMG that flamenco dancer had his foot off the floor! ARREST HIM!!!
What are you talking about??
haha. ringa.
anyway, I'm glad you're finally in SPAIN!!!! aren't you excited?? I'm excited for you. I'm totaly excited.
I think I'll go have a drink in your honor. (any excuse is a good excuse.)
;)
wooooohoooo. let the adventures begin.
BTW, over here, the trafic lights are on the side of the streets, not hanging above. They also go to yellow not only after green, but after red as well. I always thought that made more sense.
Yellow = rev your engine up Please!
Dude dancing. Doesn't have both feet on the ground...? Nevermind. LOLZ
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