School... Again

Let us not forget that in between my day to day Spanish experiences.. I still attend school on a daily basis.

This week I had my first presentation, in Spanish, in front of a room full of people. Well technically speaking it was my second presentation, however for the first one I helped with the putting together part then just stood next to the two other girls while they spoke, nodding my head to everything they said. Apparently the teacher noticed I hadn't said a word and for some strange reason asked me to actually have something to say in the next presentation. Teachers (*rolls eyes... but not really because moms a teacher as well, love you mommy!*) 

First of all I wasn't alone so that helped! I don't really have much to complain about since I probably said a total of... six sentences! But of course in that small amount of time I managed to struggle a bit and my face got all red as it does. So much so that at the end of my small part the whole class applauded as if I was actually saying an acceptance speech for the Oscars. To make you all realize just how pathetic I was... I was only saying the introduction which consisted of our names, our topic, and the name of each slide...

Moving right along, today was also the day we got our grades for the second trimester and I actually didn't do so bad!

Keep in mind a 5 is passing, and an 8 is considered pretty damn impressive!

Now today's school excitement was not over yet! I was walking out of the building today and putting on my headphones for the nice walk home when all of a sudden the wind decides to pick up. Usually... not a problem... today? PROBLEM! I was wearing a skirt, seeing as here it is warm enough to do so and it decided to go all Marilyn Monroe on me right as I was walking past a large group of people. At that point I did all ya really can to, look back, apologetically smile and KEEP MOVING! 

I'm sure I have mentioned before that Spain is currently having a problem with its educational system, and there are often school strikes, or in my schools case, days when there is a strike right in Barcelona which we get permission slips to miss school for, however all we do is get the slip signed and spend all day catching up on our sleep! 

Anyway where I am going with this is, next week my five day school week has been turned into a three day school week because we happen to have the first ever (this year at least) two day strike Wednesday and Thursday. Does it get any better than that? Yes. Yes it does. I happen to be going to a Barcelona soccer game Wednesday night, which means I get to sleep in the day after as opposed to being a tired, miserable wreck stuck in school the next day!

Life is good! Life is definitely pretty damn good! 

That's all for now, but I will be sure to tell you all about the game going down exactly one week from today when I get there! Have a nice week!

Coming Up...

Well, well, well, look who's back (and by that I mean me)!

I am very sorry I have not written in the past two weeks, however things have just been pretty normal. Lately there has been a lot of planning for the time to come and I cannot wait to share the experiences with you all, I just have to, ya know, live them first!

Well first of all March 19th marks 100 days left here in Spain... didn't see that one coming!

Then a few weeks after that, April 12th, starts spring break and there will literally not be one second wasted there. At 6:25 AM on Saturday morning my friend Victoria and I are off to the airport to fly to Santiago, Spain which is on the complete opposite side of Spain to then catch two different trains and finally meet up with come other AFSers there, roughly 40 of them, to quite literally backpack across Spain.

This backpacking experience is known here as El Camino de Santiago. It is one of the only three Christian Pilgrimage walks in the world and people from ALL over the world come to do it together! Now I do happen to be Christian, however most of the exchange students, myself included, are doing the trip solely for the experience. 

It is a pretty intense walk if I do say so myself! It is four days long (well it's longer than that but the AFS crew is only doing four days worth) and we are to walk approximately 27 km a day, which is about 17 miles a day. Then each night we will be crashing at a hostel. I am sure I am under estimating what I am in for, but hey I have to live these moments while I can!

Wednesday night we return to Barcelona at about midnight... so maybe that makes it Thursday morning? Anyway I have all of one day to rest up, then the family and I are off to Valencia from Thursday - Sunday!

Fast forward to April 30th and I am off to Milan, Italy. There I am going to reunite / meet my Italian relatives! My cousin Daniela lives in Milan so we are going sight seeing around there for a day or so and then we are traveling to Trento, Italy to meet up with the rest of the gang. I am beyond thrilled to be able to finally visit them there and I am equally excited, to say the least, to try the FOOD! 

So that is what is going to be happening in the life of Emily Thompson in the near future! Can't wait to tell you all about it! Happy March everybody!

Snow Bunnies

 This past Sunday – Monday the family and I packed up the car and took a small road trip about an hour and a half north of Barcelona to the ski mountain of “La Molina”.  In addition to Roman, Ana, Emma, Ana and I, we met up with some of their close family friends Domingo and Ana, and their daughter Ana, son-in –law Paco, and grandson Francisco.

We met up at about 8:45 Sunday morning in the town of Gava, one town over from Castelldefels, and followed them the rest of the way to the resort. Even from a half hour away you could tell we were getting close because all of a sudden the roads became narrower and the mountains became crazy tall and.... SNOW COVERED! I know I am from a place that is NO stranger to snow, but for a whole year without it I was like a little kid on Christmas morning when I saw it in person again! Not to mention this time I got the best of both worlds, snow and sunny, high 40 degree weather! Honestly I don't know how the snow wasn't melted and slushy because it was sooo warm!

Anyway, once we got there we headed to the rental store. The workers there had this routine down to a science! I mean seriously it was packed, they asked our shoe size, weight, we were handed our equipment and out of there all under 20 minutes! I was impressed, not to mention excited out of my mind to hit the slopes for the first time in about two years!

From the rental store we went right to the mountain. We got ready right out of the trunks of our cars and bought our tickets. I was expecting the normal ski tag type thing they give you at Catamount, ya know the kind you loop through a zipper hole with a zip tie? But no! This place was fancy! Here at this mountain you were given a card, just like a hotel room key, that was to be kept in a pocket on your left side. Now, when you went up to a chair lift or the gondola (my very first gondola), there was a turn style with a monitor on the left side. You didn't even have to take the card out of your pocket! The sensor was strong enough to sense it through the snow clothes and then the turn style would let you pass! Just like that!

After that little process you moved into another space where you waited for the actual lift. Right before the lift were little gates, like where a race horse waits for the start of the race. These opened up after the chair passed by and just passed those gates was a conveyor belt that moved you along right until the point of sitting down. I don't know about you, but I was pretty damn impressed!

Another thing about this mountain was it was huge. Maybe not compare to some standards, but personally it was the largest mountain I have ever skied on! Here's a map to give you an idea. 

  

As I said before this mountain was located in the north of Spain. This being said, while riding the gondola you could see the mountains of not only Spain, but also of France and Andorra. So that was also pretty cool, in and of itself. 

Paco and I skied the most on Sunday skipping lunch just because the mountain was so nice. The snow was perfect and there was not a single cloud in the ski. It was basically any skiers dream! After about four or five solid hours of skiing we called it a day, partially because we were tired, partially because the mountain shut down at about 4:30. We walked to the car and took off our ski boots, possibly one of my favorite parts of a ski day is the part where I change from my ski boots to my snow boots. It just makes me feel so accomplished and comfortable haha! 

Hidden in the trunk of the car were sleds! So everyone took those sleds and headed on up the bunny hill to sled! And may I just say Emma is quite the ambitious sledder, pulling 360 stunts and raising the bar by finding higher hills to go down. Everyone else just followed her lead!

From there we headed to the hotel. Since we are a family of five we got once of those apartment style rooms that is two stories! It was a reallllly nice room, but we didn't spend too much time there just yet! We changed into our bathing suits and headed straight to the spa area. 

The ONE thing I did not like about this place was in order to swim in the pool or hot tube you needed to wear..... a swim cap. I HATE SWIM CAPS WITH A BURNING PASSION! I think I lost like half my head of hair trying to fit that thing on and take it off and repeat, and on top of all that, it was yellow. Emma had a normal black one, Ana and Ana had dark blue ones. The family friends brought normal ones from home, but no. Emily gets the one that was a typo in the vending machine of swim caps and came out yellow. Icing on the cake I tell you. On the bright side the water and sauna felt so incredible that I nearly forgot about what an idiot I looked like. **Dad I'm on your side about getting a sauna after this weekend... so I wouldn't be opposed to finding one in the backyard by the time I get home. Just sayin'.**

After our little spa experience all headed up to our room for a Spanish style dinner in, complete with cheeses, empanada (home made and with "La Molina 2014" written on top with extra crust), croquetas de pollo, and a bunch of other small tapas. After eating our fill and talking for awhile we called it a night and headed to bed.

Now the difference between an American ski trip and a Spanish ski trip is the time you wake up. For example, if I were out on a ski trip with my family in NY or Massachusetts we would be waking our butts up at the crack of dawn to get out to the slopes ASAP, here however we were able to sleep in to 10:30 before packing up and heading out!

Once we got to the mountain again, I realized we wouldn't be renting ski's again, but that was alright, we had other things on our minds! We brought out the sleds again and sled while simultaneously watching newbies learn how to ski... and fall on numerous occasions. Here is a video of a combination of all the above...

La Molina 2014

After awhile we sat down at the picnic tables for another Spanish style meal. I could not even tell you how many people walked by eyeing our food! They literally just walked by with their faces glued to the table. Sorry dudes, maybe next time! After lunch Paco lent me his ski equipment so I could go on another few runs before the mountain shut down! However this was the first time I had ever gone skiing with equipement that wasn't exactly my size and let me tell you... SIZE MATTERS! I only ended up doing about two full runs because of all the problems I had. 

First of all, the skies were too long so every time I went to turn one ski found its way on top of the other and decided to chill out there for awhile. Second of all, the boots were too big and I don't think I buckled them tight enough so they kept banging into the front of my shins which quickly became too painful to bare, and even too painful to walk in. On the bright side, since these skis weren't rentals they were not as scratched or as dull as the rentals, which allowed me to glide over the snow with a bit more ease. So after two runs I decided to quit while I was ahead (and not majorly injured) and call it a day.

After that we basically just packed it up and called it quits! We said our good-byes and it was back into the car for the return trip! I love long car rides here because I get to just relax and listen to my music while looking out the window and watching the cool landscape of Spain! I simply can't get over how it's windy mountainous roads one minute and then abandoned houses in the plains the next. Never a dull moment when in Spain! 

Now it is time to mentally prepare myself for school tomorrow and finishing up trimester exams (while Emma and Ana have the week off :/ ), however next weekend is another (or rather a proper) three day weekend, so that's something to look forward to as well as CARNIVAL (I will explain what THAT is next week)!

That's all for now folks! Wish you all could have been there with me because it was definitely an experience to remember! Hope you all had nice weekends as well! Have a nice week! Lots of love!

~Emily

Mid - Year Orientation

This past weekend was the mid-year AFS orientation for all the exchange students in the Catalunya area, and let me tell you, it all went by in a blur!

First of all... I got to leave school early Friday to catch a train to meet the others at the main train station in Barcelona (Barna Sants). From there we all took another train together that was about an hour and a half long to the town of Manresa which is to the northwest of my town here in Spain. This town (more like a small city) had a very cool vintage feel. The train station was right next to a small river with a very old stone bridge over it and a bit above the train station was a large, traditional, Spanish church. Also all through the town, like most towns in Spain, there were signs of older buildings that were broken or run down. I love these types of small imperfections they have here. They add character to the town and a story to the view!

Once we got our rooms and belongings all settled in we had dinner and went up to a meeting room in the hostel to start some activities like we always do. However, just as we were starting we heard drums in the streets. After all peering over each others heads and down at the street below us we saw it was one of those parades with the sparklers / fireworks that are so popular here in Spain. (Not sure if you remember, but I went to a parade similar to this one around Christmas time here in my town). Well, since Spaniards are so laid back and easy going, the volunteers let us ditch the activity, for now, and join in on the action.

Imagine, all thirty or so of us, racing through the very European (long, windy and narrow) streets searching the city for the parade. No worries, we found it! When we got there people were just starting to gather and everyone was beginning to get really into it. There was something so intense and irresistible about joining in on the fun of the parade and soon all of us exchange kids were running into the circle of sparklers (gritting our teeth and bearing with the burn) and dancing in line with the drummers.

We followed the band and fireworks down the streets a bit and just went at it! I mean there was sweat pouring down our faces, small shouts of pain as we got tiny little burns, and most of all, as cheesy as it sounds, smiles. We were having a great time and the people of the town, and in the band, and doing the fireworks were having a blast watching us enjoy it! They let us conga line in between the lines of drummers, and even play on there drums a bit. It was just so free and real, a genuine Spanish experience just like in the movies. After about a 45 minutes or so, the parade was over, we said our goodbyes to the people and headed back to the hostile feeling incredibly special to have had such an experience.

Once in the room, we did an activity where we traced each others faces to tape on the wall so everyone could write messages on them and have a poster of it all to bring home. Also during this time we were introduced to four new students from Austria. It was almost like looking (or maybe I should say listening) back in time and seeing how are Spanish was when we first got here. There was something comforting about knowing how much experience we already have from our stay, and being able to answer their questions about what it's like.

After the activities we kind of just called it a day and all did our individual thing for the rest of the night.

Saturday morning came and we had to be up and down at breakfast by 8:30 AM. Then we went into the activity room to play a game. We were separated into two different groups each given a blanket folded in half. Each team had to stand completely on the carpet and try to flip it over without anyone falling off. My team never finished all the way through like the other team, but we were actually really good at the not falling off part, which was harder than you may think, so that was a plus!

Afterwards we went and walked a bit into town. We checked out a the big church, did a little window shopping. I had probably the best frozen yogurt of my entire life during our "town time" as well. It was frozen yogurt over hot chocolate, Spanish hot chocolate which is a lot thicker than American hot chocolate and just better in my opinion, with Oreo's and strawberries on top.

We went back to the hostel after our little outing for lunch and then a few more activities that were just talking about our experiences and little stuff like that. Then we had a bit of free time so my friends and I went back into the town to do a little more exploring of our own. After coming back to the hostel we did even more activities that I can't really remember right now, but I am sure it was just some more talking.

Later after dinner we were called back to the room where we were told to organize the chairs to all be facing one way with an aisle down the middle, like a theatre almost....... suspicious. Written in the email telling us when and where the orientation would be there were instructions to bring "ropa por una fiesta" (party clothes), but no one would tell us what the party was going to be like.

Once the chairs were arranged we were separated into teams of four and given a mission. All of the groups consisted of one boy and three girls. The boys had to be dressed as girls and the girls had to be dressed as boys (that was enough of a party for me! I got to wear pants all night instead of dressing up into a skirt!!!). In addition each group was given a phrase that we had to make a little skit for. So as you can imagine once we were let loose, we went WILD! Literally our whole floor of the hostile was a mess of people running in and out of rooms gathering the right makeup, clothes, accessories etc. Lucky for me my whole team was staying in the same room so we had more time to actually apply things than just run around gathering them.

My groups line was "Las mariposas estan sonriendo" (the butterflies are smiling) so my group and I came up with the idea to do a news cast about people who are taking anti-depressant pills and then having hallucination of dancing butterflies. Another girl and I would be the news casters, then we would play a "video" of a man (another girl) taking the pills and having hallucinations of the butterfly which would be the one guy or "girl" in our group. This kid was SUCH a good sport! we got him to wear a pencil skirt and a lace bralet with blue eyeshadow and sparkly eyeliner THE WORKS!

Presenting time came and our skit went really well! The "crowd" went WILD when our "butterfly" showed up and started dancing and doing his this as a hallucinated butterfly would and just having a good time. Our skit was SO good that we won best overall and got chocolate because of it! We were not done tormenting these boys yet.

Next we played a game where all the boys, still dressed as girls, left the room while the girls prepared a bench (three chairs covered with a blanket) and one girl sat on each end. The boys outside were told to do who knows what, I guess act like a girl to their best ability, while we were literally just told to sit there. After the boy sat down once on the bench he was told he was doing a bad job and had to leave to try again. After he left the room we would pull out the middle chair of the bench so that when he returned he would fall straight down. NOT ONE BOY KNEW WHAT WAS GOING ON! We literally had four or five different guys come in and do it and not one of them had a clue he was going to fall to the floor. No two reactions were the same, but all of them were completely priceless!

One last activity we did that night was called "Looking for my princess". For this one, one guy had to leave the room. While he was gone some volunteers were chosen to sit in a row. Each had to chose somewhere to point to on their person where the boy would have to kiss them. The last person in the line had to point to their mouth, and would have water in their mouth to spit out at the last second. I give this girl props, I mean if it was me I would have laughed so hard that I would have spit out the water before the time came and ruined it all, but she was able to control herself and pulled it off perfectly!

As you can imagine after all this activity we were drained and just went to bed.

Saturday morning came and we were all EXHAUSTED!!!! Literally we ate breakfast, packed our bags, stripped our beds, and all waited in the living room area in these extremely comfortable chairs, half of us sleeping, half of us watching TV fighting the urge to fall asleep. Next up, game time!

The first game we played was freeze tag. I love how carefree Spaniards are because while we were playing this game we were in a room that was basically like an auditorium without the seats, so just ginormous steps filling it up, now in New York at least, adults would be having a cow that we were playing in such a "dangerous setting" but here? Hell no! They're playing along with us!

The next game was ten times more entertaining. We all sat in a circle. The boys were each given a letter and the girls were each given a number. Once that was established someone was chosen to go sit in the middle. Then someone would call out a letter and a number. If the person sitting in the middle was a girl, the boy whose letter it was had to run and kiss her on the face before the girl whose number it was could kiss them on the face while the person in the middle just sat there hoping to make it out with their life. Depending on who kissed who first, the loser would have to sit in the middle and be the next  "victim".

This game was so damn funny! There were literally people tackling each other down, sticking hands in front of each others faces, and laying in the fetal position covering their faces with their hair all just doing what they had to do. Mixed in with it all was the confusion of who was actually suppose to be kissing who so there were some screw ups when a guy ran straight for the other guy and things like that. It was honestly one of the most entertaining games I have ever played in my entire life!

After all that moving around and energizing, they had us do one more activity talking about our experiences, ate lunch, then headed for the train home! It literally all flew by so fast, but I am so glad I was a part of it! All in all it was a weekend I will most definitely never ever forget!

Weekly Rewind

Buenooooooo, pues (alright so)

This was my first "normal" week in a long time. Well then again I don't know how normal you can consider a life abroad, but anyway. I didn't have an activity to do absolutely everyday after school, which I miss, and I had a lot of plain old free time. 

Monday was just a normal school day. I got back into the flow of things and braced myself for a long, routine week. 

Tuesday was another normal day to and from school, nothing special. I may have made brownies after school that day, I am not too sure but they were from a box so I mean... nada especial.

Wednesday hmmmm pretty sure just another low key family day after school. Wednesday I found out that this huge project that everyone else in my class has to do is started this year and completed next year, when I won't be here, therefore I am excluded and can leave school at 1:50 on Wednesdays while all my poor classmates have to work their butts off on some extreme project. 

That same day I was able to skype my family because they had a snow day which just made it so much easier time zone wise and that was fantastic! I love talking with my family and I am so glad I have chosen to keep in close touch with my them throughout this experience, talking a bit more than the program recommends. It has brought us so much closer and I love sharing little everyday details with them that may otherwise never be shared!

Thursday came and I was dying to go to dance! Especially because my class had a bit of a surprise planned! You see the previous Saturday was my dance teachers birthday and we wanted to do something special for her sooo we bought her tickets to the equivalent of a Broadway show. But that's not all. My classmates and I went to the theatre a little early for some preparations. We hung streamers, blew up balloons, and just made the room party presentable. There was even a cake!

This was all a surprise and it was so exciting having to be cautious and continually checking the door to make sure she wasn't coming early or anything like that. As we sat in the dark I realized this would be my first successful surprise party! 

Of course we had a few close calls and a few false alarms because of late comers, but finally we were all together sitting in a dark room waiting with confetti guns in hand waiting for our teacher to walk through the door. Finally we saw the hall light, leading to the room, turn on and we were sure, well as sure as we could possibly be, that it was her. 

She literally opened the door, didn't turn on the light for awhile, and just stood there. There were streamers hanging right in front of her face so I can only assumed what that seemed like in the dark, but when she finally turned on the light, the guns were popped, we sang happy birthday, all hugged each other and all jumped up and down in a huddle, as we have a habit of doing. 

I love this dance class! We are honestly more of a family than just classmates and teacher. I know it sounds cliche, but it's true. 

After a bit more celebrating we went on with the class and realized we had two new students! It was a bit strange having someone new, I wasn't the new kid anymore. I then began to think about it, and we have recently gotten a few new kids in school as well. I'm no longer the new kid there either! Its strange to think about, time passing and people coming and going, but these new changes just made me that much more aware of it! Time goes on, who knew!

After class we went outside as a group and had the birthday cake that someone had made together and just hung out for awhile enjoying each others company. 

Friday came and with it came another normal school day. However, after school my host sister Ana and I went to the public library with the rest of the people from dance class and theatre to put on a small show for the parents and the public. Each class just did a small dance number or sang a song, and it was kind of just like a small talent show.

All the students from my class received official certificates for the sports ceremony the Friday before. It was pretty cool to receive an official certificate, certifying you did something... cool from Spain. It's just cool to have I guess! Afterwards Ana and I walked home together, just talking about school and our days and what not. 

All of Friday night, Saturday and Sunday were low key family days spent at home, which may sound lame to some, but they were just what I needed. We spent some time watching the Olympics together and playing card games and just enjoying time off from activities! 

My first week of "normal" school actually ended up flying by pretty quickly, and its not going to start to slow down now! Wednesday I am going to a on of my AFS friends towns a few train stops away and we are going to buy some cheap, knockoff pennyboards that we are really excited for! I have always wanted a pennyboard, but at home we don't exactly have the best roads / sidewalks for it so I can't wait to take advantage of the usable sidewalks here! Then Friday afternoon is the start of a three day AFS orientation weekend which should be nice as well. 

So as everyone said it would, the time is really starting to pick up and I am trying my best to make the most of it. For me that doesn't necessarily mean going out and being busy 24 hours a day, but just enjoying every moment I have here. I hope you are all enjoying your school / work year this year, cause before we know it, it will be over and we will just be onto the next one! Have a nice week! Can't wait to tell you all about it next time! 

Glass Half Full

As of Thursday January 30th, 2014 my time here in Spain has been half lived. Now I have been thinking a lot about what this means to me personally and I am full of SOOOO many emotions that its impossible to sum it up in just one word. However if my life depended on choosing just one, it would have to be 'unforgettable'!

This past week was a bit busy and flew by so so fast. School was a blur of coming and going in and out of class. I passed another test (barely, but hey here a pass is a pass!)! And got a new seating chart, which sounds kind of lame, but its kind of the perfect way to meet new people within your own class that you may never have talked to otherwise so I am actually pretty excited about it.

Another reason this week has gone by so quickly was because my dance class was chosen to prepare a few numbers for an awards event in town which was super cool. We had all of one month to prepare five full numbers. OK well technically for me only four because one was a ballet solo for another girl in my class, BUT during that solo I had the responsibility of lifting and waving around a banner like water and stuff and getting the timing and such down for that to a song with no words is harder than you may think. Plus that thing was like forty feet long and heavy, so I am counting it as another number I was in anyway. ONE month, FIVE dances.

These rehearsals felt just like play practice at home, which I have been missing a lot, so it was really nice to have something so similar to do that filled the gap of home! The other four numbers were quite insane if I do say so myself. We opened the whole ceremony with a routine to "Give Me All Your Love" by Madonna (feat. Nicki Minaj) and based it off the Superbowl routine from two years ago... I think it was two years ago, well you all remember that halftime show! Not only did we dress up as cheerleaders (more like the baton twirlers in our schools marching band with the little skirts and everything) but in the background we had a acrobat duet act. It was crazy. Like I am literally talking about those people, one guy one girl, and the girl is seemingly weightless and thrown in the air with all kinds of twirls, flips, and cool stuff that. It was one of those acts that would have made my mom grab my arm and say "I can't watch this, I can't watch," and freak out like a little kid. (Love you mommy!) And as if that wasn't enough there was even a break dancer thrown into the mix!

Next we danced to "Space Jam" which was probably my favorite. We got to dress like people from a work out video from the 80's (I rocked the leotard over leggings with leg warms) and we danced it as a battle and our dance teacher was a referee! It was really exciting and hard not to laugh while staring at each other with our "game faces" on. Another break dancer came in for that dance and did all sorts of cool flips and stuff that break dancers do!

Following that we danced to a remix of "Rocky", "Eye of the Tiger"and "Survivor" which was incredible. Since it was a sports ceremony the town of Castelldefels lent us a bunch of sports uniforms of literally every sport imaginable. I was given a figure skating leotard dress thing which was really pretty and surprisingly comfortable. A little bummed we had to give them back. Anyway, the routine had many elements to it which caused a lot of nerves before hand. It started out with a boxing rink and two of our dancers acting out a boxing scene with above lighting which made it literally seem like you were in a stadium, however this damn rink was nearly impossible to keep from tangling and we probably spent more time practicing setting up the rink than the dance itself. Thank god all of that work paid off and it ended up going very smoothly. However the rink was only the first 30 seconds of the song. Next came the dancing..... with jump ropes. I had never danced with a jump rope before and it was actually a real challenge to get everything right on cue when its not just your body you have to control. In the end it was nothing short of awesome!

After "Rocky" was the banner number with the Olympic song with the torches and stuff. You know "da da da da da daaaaaaaaaaa", well you can't actually here me, but you get my drift! That all went well and the acrobats came back and did some more super impressive stuff and then it was on to the next one.

Here is the final number! (Sorry I don't have footage of them all, but I happened to be a little preoccupied at the time)

I Gotta Feeling

After the show was over the whole dance crew and I went out to eat, and celebrate our dance teachers birthday. Afterwards she drove me and a few girls home and I was actually able to give instructions to my house! Now you are probably thinking... 'really that's an accomplishment to you?' YES IT IS, because every freaking road here is a one way street and for living somewhere that you walk every place, yes, giving accurate directions is a huge accomplishment. 

So now I go back to my normal school weeks with dance only on Thursdays. Well, who knows! I may show up this Thursday and have a whole new list of plans laid out for me there! I can only hope!

Hope you had a great weekend. Enjoy the Superbowl tonight and see you in a shorter amount of time than I saw you last... if that even makes sense. Can't wait to see what the future here holds for me, and then I can't wait to tell you all about it! 

LOTS OF LOVE!
            ~ Emily

Emma's Birthday + The Weekend

I would like to start out this post by saying as time has gone by here my actual English hasn't gotten too bad, however English phrases and idioms are getting to be incredibly hard to remember, so just keep that in mind while reading!

SO Friday was Emma's 17th birthday and I took it upon myself (not gonna lie, it took me a few minutes to remember that phrase right there) to do a few extra things to make it special. 

The first of the two projects I took upon myself was the cake. Before coming here my mom wrote out the recipe to carrot cake, remembering that it was one of Emma's favorite foods, and this very recipe had not seen the light of day since the very day I got here. So, this being my first time ever making this cake (or any cake for that matter) from scratch, had very low hopes. Actually I almost told Ana to buy a back up cake just in case because my expectations were just that low!

Anyway, they bought all of the ingredients for me and I took on the baking job all by myself! Everything was going great until I got to shredding the carrots. Now I had seen a blender type thing used before that I figured would work for this, but I didn't know if carrots were too hard of a food for it to handle so instead... I used a hand grader. This was killer and the carrot came out the other side as mush rather than shreds, so that ended after... 1/6th of a carrot. Next I decided to take the risk and just use the blender thingy, and what do you know it worked perfectly!

Next minor set back came when it was time to mix the stuff all together. They don't have a blender here so I had to hand whisk the whole thing. Not only was that extremely tiring (I know I live a tough life), but also the dry ingredients kept puffing up at me and by the time I was done mixing I was probably wearing more on my shirt than what was in the actual bowl. 

The last set back came with the oven. Converting Fahrenheit to Celsius? No problem! Fitting the pan in the oven? Piece of cake (ha ha)! Getting the actual cake to cook? Huston we have a problem! Now first of all, this oven has a bazillion settings like if you want it to cook from the top, bottom, both, left or right, and I was like hmmmm lets go for the all around right? Right!? WRONG! Apparently to get the cake to "rise" you must only cook it from the bottom. Next set back, I took like a million years to cook through and every time I checked on it, it kept psyching me out by looking all cooked and beautiful from the outside, but watery and jello like once you moved it. After a some time (I think, I had to leave for dance class before the actual cake came out of the oven, Ana very kindly did that part for me) the cake was done. 

Next day, frosting time! As if making the cake wasn't enough of a challenge now I had to make the frosting! For me, there are two different parts of baking. There is the part where you feel really accomplished from making something out of nothing, and then there is the part of you that wishes you had never made the thing because you realize what exactly the cake is made up of and some things are just better unknown. The baking the cake part, something out of nothing. The frosting part... there are some things you will never be able to "unknow". Sparing you the dirty details, I made the frosting and although not evenly mixed and spread the cake looked decent enough and I set it in the little ventilated pantry thing to cool. 

Final birthday project for Emma came in the form of balloons. The day of her birthday after returning home from school I blew up 50 balloons to stash in her bathroom as another surprise. I didn't blow them up all by myself, after about ten balloons in and an extreme feeling of light headedness (these were pretty big balloons) Roman stepped in to help and brought with him a half functioning pump. 

When Emma came home we ate the cake, discovered the balloons and had a good time. Later that night she invited me to go out with her and her friends to dinner, which I happily accepted and enjoyed as always!

Saturday came, and I had an early morning with dance from 11 to 2. With our event coming up this Friday, we have begun to cram and get a little nervous that we won't finish in time or be ready when the day comes. However, things like this always have a way of coming together, so personally I am not too worried and just having some fun with it! 

After dance the whole family went out to eat at a very nice restaurant where I tried some new vegetables that are considered typical food of Catalunya. After our very nice lunch we went off to the movies and saw "The Book Theif" which I really, really enjoyed. Not my typical type of movie, but I liked it a lot and understood 95% of it which might have played a part in how much I liked it as well. After the movie we had a low key night at home.

Sunday was also spent low key and at home, with a nice surprise FaceTime call with Mari, Nicole and the Long Island crew! The nice relaxing day was great and much needed, especially considering this whole coming week is going to be a whole lot of school and dance, and very little sitting around doing nothing! The balloons are still lying around the house. Every now and then you hear an earth shattering explosion and think someone has just, I don't even know what, but then you just realize it was just another balloon popping. I would say they are about half way popped by now. Little Ana has even drawn a face on one, not sure if it has a name or anything, but it definitely does have a face!

Its been another great weekend full of new experiences and rest. Although I wish the weekends could last forever, I am ready to dive head first into this coming week with a good attitude and ready to dance... a lot!

Hope you all had a nice weekend too! Stay safe and stay warm!

Love, 

Emily 

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Emma's Bathroom