I can’t believe I’ve been in Spain for a little over 3 weeks now. I’m feeling pretty settled in my piso, decorated my room, bought a plant yesterday (to add more life to my cozy place) and unexpectedly tried my hand at making tomato sauce. Every Thursday there is a st market right outside my piso with vendors selling cheap clothes, shoes, hand bags, to hand made art and thankfully, Produce. As I was leaving with a few items, I stopped and pondered if I should buy a few tomatoes. The woman told me to take them all for a 1 Euro and I couldn’t say no. Without an internet connection at my place nor many spices in my cabinet (yet), I just chopped up onions and garlic and loads of tomatoes and, Ta-da! My version of tomato sauce! Making my own may be the best way as the grocery stores don’t have many options and jars are small.
Happy Birthday to me:
The morning of my Birthday I woke up feeling good but after my walk home from work I noticed I felt really weak. The night before I ate something that didn’t agree with me and went to bed with a fever and assumed when I woke up all was well. My body was still fighting and healing. Despite my better judgement, I still went out with friends Wednesday night for tapas. A woman has got to celebrate her birthday, especially when I’m abroad! I was ringing in a birth year drinking Mosto, a non alcoholic wine and enjoying every tapa (appetizer/snack) that accompanies a drink. by Midnight, I had to turn in early (early when you start at 10pm) and ended up missing my orientation the following day because I was so ill. Some silly stomach bug got me for 3 days. I watched a lot of Spanish TV and laid low.Thankfully, I feel so much better now. Unfortunately, there were hardly any photos taken on my birthday. What you see is what I got. : (
On Friday, there was a fiesta local (local holiday) in Roquetas and a fiesta (carnival) to go with it. Jessica and roamed the carnival, enjoyed Kebabs (yes, I was testing the waters), ran into friends and then road the bumper cars. Man, bumper cars are injuries waiting to happen. jajaja. I wanted to go on more rides but I figured I’d better be kind to my body. Families, kids, elders-everyone was at the carnival. Many people were dressed up and I loved people watching. It was an event for the whole family to take part in, different from our fairs at home. Then again, we don’t have fiestas in celebration of a saint in the States, at least not that I’m aware of. There was a mini parade and then fireworks were launched. I’m cool with fireworks, except when the BOOM is so loud I have to plug my ears and there still LOUD. Mind you, the fireworks were being launched overhead. I thought we were in a war zone. Later, more went off and if I didn’t know better I would consider running for my life. Brought back memories from New Years Eve in Moshi Tanzania, when fireworks were launched towards the crowd. I was the only one who seemed concerned. There was a young girl about 3 or 4 years in a stroller who had her ears covered the whole time while the parents watched the show. I felt bad for her but her parents didn’t seemed concerned.
Watching this woman make cotton candy was a bit mesmerizing. You can also pick from 12 different flavors such as apple, orange, strawberry, raspberry to flavor your cotton candy!
This weekend, I’ll venture away to the city of Jaen about 2-3 hours away by car with Jessica and Ana (my Spanish friend, whose from Jaen) for a festival. I’m excited to get away and get a local perspective, and of course experience a festival! I’ll have more to tell when I return!