What extracurricular activities have you being doing Spain?
There is this wonderful website called Meetup that makes it very easy to find local groups and clubs. I go to life drawing sessions downtown every other week to practice art and meet new people . It’s not the most social activity, but it’s a calm and inviting environment. Also, there’s tea. On Mondays my friend Sam and I go to an Irish Pub to play Dungeons and Dragons and have a few drinks with a bunch of fun, nerdy European and South American guys. The Dungeon Master is American, but there are guys there from Poland, Germany, Brazil, and Italy. It’s a great time!
How much have you been travelling?
Approaching the halfway mark of my stay, I haven’t done as much independent travel as I wanted to. I’ve been on quite a few trips with my host program to other parts of Spain though. First, up North to tour the Salvador Dali museum, which was incredible and disorienting, as you can imagine. Then on a tour of the Codorniu cava vineyards to taste expensive sparkling wine and eat Calcots, a delicious local meal of grilled sweet onions. My only real international travel so far was a spur of the moment day trip to the tiny country in the mountains, Andorra. I went skiing in the Pyrenees and had a nice chat with some Brits on the ski lift. My friend Sam and I had plans to spend a weekend in Nice, France, but just before our trip Sam got appendicitis and we had to call it off. We might try again. As of writing this, I am on a trip to the northern Basque Country of Spain, and have plans to go to Rome at the start of March. Wish me luck!
What’s the strangest thing you’ve seen?
I know I’ve already talked about this, but I just cannot get over how crazy the Correfoc is. Not only is it an insane mosh pit of gunpowder accompanied by intense drums, but it also happens all the time here! When I first heard about it I thought it had to be a single festival on an important holiday, but no, in the two months I’ve been here there have been three that I know of, and mostly just for neighborhood festivals and city celebrations. They’re exciting, dangerous, and loud. I’ve been to two so far, and if I go to a third, no joke, I may go deaf.