Sunday April 13, 2008
Today the house is buzzing with family members, which isn’t a bad thing in theory. I like Spaniards, its fun to have more people around…but I forgot to mention the fact that when there are more Spaniards there is more noise. Yes, its true, I Emily Beckmann am not one to complain about noise, I tend to be a rather loud person myself, I understand. But after two hours of chasing each other around the house with a tambourine (for the record this word is almost impossible to spell after living in Spain for 3 months, thank you spell check), dancing Sevillanas, clapping, singing flamenco and playing hide-and-go seek (mind you we have a U shaped apartment…which means its all dead ends, honestly how much fun can that be?) it all becomes a little much. I only say this because I had the intention to work on my final papers for two classes…but the environment was a little “distracting” with the circus that we had in our house. I don’t know whether to say if Juan Antonio, Fatima’s 22-ish-year-old boyfriend, or Angela, the 7-year-old granddaughter, was worse. Juan Antonia has some mad tambourine skills and Angela likes to scream (sing) while running around the apartment in U’s. ¡Oye! You can only imagine the chaos. I guess we really got a taste of what living with a real Spanish family was like this weekend, dysfunction and all.
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