Towns and Beaches

This morning, we took the placement test to see which level of Spanish in which we would be placed. Don't know yet how I did, but I hope I don't jinx myself by saying that I didn't think it was as difficult as I expected it to be. From there, we all went via bus to two beautiful seaside towns and beaches. We ate lunch at a wonderful restaurant, and had the most entertaining and hilarious conversation. It's wonderful getting to know new people, and I hope I don't lose that desire later in life. There are so many people out there with so many stories and experiences that I should not limit myself to those with whom I feel the most comfortable at the moment.

Finally we were able to partake of a couple cervezas at a local establishment, overlooking the river. I tried some sort of snail, a tiny little guy, and it tasted somewhat like a muscle, just a lot smaller. Earlier in the day, at lunch, I ate one of the fish eyes from the whole trout I was served--a little crunchy, but nothin I couldn't handle. After that, we went down to the beach and talked for a while. The water was somewhat cold, so we couldn't stay in long, but the sun was nice.

Took the metro back by myself; had to get back for dinner. There's an interesting dichotomy between people living with families and those living in the dorm or an apartment. However, I was grateful to navigate by myself for once, and I ended up getting home just fine. I got a little confused upon my initial exit from the subway, but I walked only about two blocks in the wrong direction the whole time. It's satisfying to learn your own way around a new place, even without the help of a map, but just by premonition.

Tired now, but I would like to go out with some friends tonight. We'll see what happens. The beach can take a lot out of you, tho--

AMDG,
Anthony