Tuesday, July 17, 2012

A Day in Lekeitio

It’s a nice nice day. Girls finally wake up at noon. I turn on some Gramatik. M and L and I dance in the living room throughout the whole song. It’s a beautiful thing. I love it. Getting dressed and English class is difficult, but its fine. Joseba and J get in. We go to the beach. Eat our lunch: Arroz con tomate, pechuga. Their friends are there too. We chill out. I bathe, “swim” alone for a while. Lay out. Go in the water with all the kids, help M in the boogie board. She’s so cute in her surfing outfit. We snack, lay out a bit, play with M. I love these kids. We go search for sand crabs. All the kids and the dads. Those things are disguuuusting. Freaky. The kids love them. They also get tiny baby shrimp like things. And a few tiny fish. After catching a giant crab thing they let them all go. The sun is setting. It’s really very beautiful. The boys and I get in the water to bathe. The tide is very far now, but the waves are large. It’s a lot of fun swimming with them. I can be crazy and scream and be over the top and they love it. J and I had fun.

Around 1015 we leave. Time for dinner.  We eat at Joseba’s mothers house, she lives right down the street. I like it there. She is so happy and nice. We watch cartoons while it’s cooking, all of us on, grandmas nicely laid bed. We eat Spanish egg (cooked on one side-I love it now) with french fries, croquetas, lomo, bread and tomatoes. I am shy, of course and they tell me I can’t be. She told me if I’m shy and don’t eat a lot I can’t come over anymore. Haha. We finish and go home. I go to a bar to turn in my hw I thought was due that day. Turns out it is due in 3 days and what is due today I have not done. Go figure. It’s only the bartender and me at midnight. I feel bad. He’s very nice. I finish some things and decide to leave cause its way late. I say sorry and he says no no, tranquila, don’t worry, eat something and relax if you’d like. I laugh. Maybe it was my tiredness but I decide to talk. I tell him I’m doing hw and it’s awful. He laughs, asks where I’m from, I tell him, explain why I’m here, etc... He says ill probably learn more Euskera here – hah, maybe if it wasn’t the most difficult language in the world. He was super nice. It was good to talk to someone, a local, for a time. He said eskerrik asco – thank you. I said de nada, he told me the basque word for you’re welcome, I repeated it. We said our hasta luegos.

I get in bed, I hear a few seagulls.








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