We all know the ins and outs of Spanish culture...Here is just a glimpse...
1. The mullet, made for men and women alike.
2. You know what a croqueta is.
3. You've eaten more fish and veal in one week than in your whole US life.
4. You've tasted ponche.
5. You have seen people in 50 degree weather in winter coats and scarves.
6. You've waken up to the sounds of Britney Spears, or your mom cleaning the water out of the radiator.
7. You have heard P.I.M.P. as a ring tone.
8. You have done shots with the bartenders in CanCan.
9. When you know how to the use the metro when the map is in Spanish.
10. It's taken you and hour to get to Madrid.
11. You have stolen internet.
12. You watch a dog take a crap on the side walk and the owner doesn't clean it up.
13. You have encountered numerous people haciendo un pis in the streets.
14. You have encountered tiny children wandering the streets.
15. You know what a ferret store is.
16. You know you can have a chipmunk as a pet.
17. You know what a doner is.
18. You got drunk off wine.
19. You are a huge fan of the Menú del Día.
20. You stayed in the Madrid til 6am because the Metro doesn´t start.
21. You´re life span has been shortened 5 years because of the second hand smoke.
22. You have seen a cigarette box that says ¨smoking can cause a slow and painful death¨
23. You have learned that deoderant is obviously not necessary.
24. You have seen a vending maching with thongs.
25. You have had a staring contest with a stranger in the streets.
26. You´ve watched Simpsons, the family guy, multiple multiple times.
27. You have trouble speaking both English and Spanish.
28. You´ve left the house to go out at 1am.
29. You know what a true dulce is.
30. You have never been to a store between 1430 and 1730.
31. You have fought with the lock on the door and have only won half the time.
32. You have gorged on scrambled eggs at the hotels.
33. You´ve had bread everday for every meal.
34. You have a lisp...
35. You know what Joder means.
36. You can take showers in a 2 ft box called a shower.
37. You jump when you hear the words Vamos A Comer
38. Your dinner time is about 2130.
39. You know what Corte Inglés is.
40. You have seen rainbow hair.
41. Fútbol is amazing.
42. You root on Barcelona or Madrid...
43. You know where the closest TGI Fridays is.
44. You know what Turron is.
45. You know Tortilla Francesa.
46. You have gotten Flan in a pudding Cup.
47. You know what the Chinos are, and when they are open...24-7
48. You have seen buildings that are older than our country.
49. You know who Velázquez is, and how to say it.
50. You have seen Pizza boys on Mopeds.
51. You´ve been suprised to see a ¨big¨car.
52. Calimocho, Sidra
53. Gazpacho, you know what it is...and ya like it.
54. You have seen old people out at 2 am
55. You know the differnce because tengo calor y estoy caliente.
56. You have been stopped at the plaza and asked if you speak english.
57. You have walked an hour to school
58. You have gotten funny looks when you have your lap top out in the school.
59. Vale, pues, venga
60. It´s not hasta luego, it´s hadalugo
61. You write on graph paper and not lined paper.
62. You have found the horrible truth that double spacing is not normal.
63. You have learned the true meaning of a cell phone bill.
64. Yelling is not yelling...it´s just excited chatter.
65. Personal space = 0cm.
66. You have seen pointy elf looking shoes.
67. You know fichas are a rare commodity.
68. You know what a puente is, and love it. (bridge weekend)
69. You know where to find cheap tickets.
70
My adventures around the world on United... Spain to D.C., Nicaragua to USF, Ireland, the Ukraine, Kenya, Graduate school and Mexico and back to the Bay Area. Who knows where I will be next...
Monday, December 31, 2007
La Salida de Bilbao con Mi Familia
Conchi drove John and I to the dove airport, white and architecturally designed after a dove, and parked the car at the drop off zone worrying about nothing, with her dog inside waiting patiently and faithfully, and walked us inside. On the ride over she was telling how “me muero” she would die if she traveled like I did. She would get lost and never be able to visit the states, although she wants to visit someday, because she does not know any English. I have taught her however some words: silly, cowboys and okay (it makes more sense in our context but there a couple words she knows). After checking in we went to the café for coffee and fresh donuts. Yet again Conchi feeds me a huge amount of amazing food! So we began to talk about the last three and a half months and how content she is with life and how she has learned a lot from me, like everyone who lives with someone else learns a lot. She started to tear up and said a couple of time ah I don’t want to cry. But sadly, I did not see any tears. She said I always have a place to stay when I come to Bilbao and that I should come next august maybe and I can stay with her and John too so he can learn Spanish.
This morning I met Nikki for a Napolitana (a chocolate croissant) in Casco Viejo where just pedestrians can go on the cobbled stone streets. We had pastries walked around, sent my final post cards and said goodbye after having a flashback of all out great times.
This morning I met Nikki for a Napolitana (a chocolate croissant) in Casco Viejo where just pedestrians can go on the cobbled stone streets. We had pastries walked around, sent my final post cards and said goodbye after having a flashback of all out great times.
Four Fabulous Days in Paris
December in Paris
I spent four amazing days in Paris with my friend Nikki. I think this has been my favorite trip this semester. We had such great time all weekend and met such amazing people in the city. It is hard to believe that I am writing this when just 24 hours ago I was looking at the Eiffel tower. Every trip I have been on inspires me to learn their language- first Italian, then Portuguese and now French. That seventh grade French class at Hillview really payed off I must say! I was remembering all sorts of phrases and teaching them to Nikki just as she did in Portugal. I was also remembering all the words in English that we use that are French like: façade, rounde voux, mezzanine, voila, deja voux, armoire, hor d’hourves, tête-à-tête etc. It is funny because in the French language they use English words like weekend and snack in their vocabulary, so my French friend, Anthony, living in Bilbao told me. The phrases, “je nu se pas” and “je m'appelle Devon” really came in handy! I would really love to learn French though. I just have to practice my Spanish and become more fluent then I can move on.
So we started our trip at the bus station in Bilbao Wednesday afternoon and took a bus to Hendaye, which is in the south of France right at the Spanish border. They literally dropped us off after two hours and we had to walk across the border to France to catch the train, however we had missed our train out since the bus was late taking us there. So Nikki and I were thinking, okay how much are we willing to pay for anther train ticket since they most likely won’t reimburse us. I was thinking like 80 euro or something (which is what we had originally paid for our train fare), we both really wanted to go to Paris but tha is harder on a student’s budget. So we get there and wait in line at the ticket counter at the train station and are like crap how are we going to communicate, and so we started in Spanish and the man understood us and we told him our predicament with worried faces about ready to start crying if that is what it took, he was like okay, hmmmmmm, well and a few minutes of suspense he goes that will be four euros each. WHAT! Sweet, so we payed and looked at our tickets when he was explaining we had three minutes to change trains in Bordeoux. So if a train was late or early or one can’t read French signs, they are out of luck! So we arrive trying to ask where to go and finally figure it out and hop on the train with one minute to spare! Then we get into Paris around 12pm and luckily we were staying in a great area with some hosts who were generous enough to let us stay with them. Apparently it is very hard to get good hostels or apartments to stay in right in downtown Paris so we were in a great area with a metro very close. When we arrived it wasn’t raining either, which was very convenient since we had luggage (although every trip I am traveling lighter and lighter since it is so easy to have nothing).
There is certain elegance about Paris that I felt. It is seen in the cursive names of stores on every corner or the beautiful window presentations, it is a great city for window shopping, the perpetual amazing fresh smell in the streets from the bakeries and the warmth seen inside stores and restaurants is so comforting. It is just so lively and warm with Christmas decorations and lights of all kinds in every part of the city. Although it rained and at times poured on us all weekend long, it was great overall. In fact I think the rain added to the ambiance of the city and it was exactly how I imagined it with misty skies and drizzling rain coming down on all the different colors of the umbrellas. This was the perfect time to come, we saw everything under the Christmas spirit and lights and general French cheer.
So we started out on Thursday just below the river Seine walking around the cute shopping areas (which are everywhere in Paris) and made our way up to the Notre Dam on a little island between the two sides of the river, and at this point it had started raining. Oh how we would learn to love that rain! So we were ohhhing and aweing in front of the river and the cathedral and went inside to see a humongous cathedral, it took us maybe twenty minutes to see all the parts and walk all the way around the inside. I saw this great big plastic clear box on one od the sides of the two hallways where people where writing on little peices of paper and putting them into the slots. The small quarter sheets read "Message of Peace" and in French. Nikki and I wrote messages of peace. Little things like that make me feel good that so many other people from other countries are thinking about peace and working towards it. There were also lot of stations to light candles, the big ones where you take the lid off and put it on an alter or the little cheap ones that last maybe a couple hours, but they are all nice. I lit a candle for my mom and a few friends. The lighting was spectacular inside with the great stain glass windows and the candles everywhere. It is nice, whenever I see a bunch of candles together like that, I think of my mom. So then back out into the blustery wind, we continued walking along the river and found ourselves on a little alleyway and walked past an old restaurant decorated with red velvet and old utensils from the 19th century. We walked a little further and went into an opening that lead to a building and saw the same decorations in a little room full of kitschy (a word I picked up on this trip)decorations and a man with his art on the walls. We kind of peeked in and he said oh come in come in French then in English. Maybe about 60, he began to explain he lives in the south of France. He painted beautiful green landscapes and blue skies. He talked so enthusiastically with his British accent about his family and his art. He was so kind and warm it was very contagious. We then just started asking questions and talking about life. He asked us what we were studying and Nikki said English and creative writing, but oh I don’t know what I am going to do or what I am really learning. He told us that going to the university is really about concentration, learning to concentrate in life. How profound and though provoking this man was. Then we asked about what we had to go see and he told us all about the Musee d’orsay and the Louvre and a room near the louver with all of Monet’s water lilies (of course all about art!) He gave us directions and sent us on our way back across the river to the Latin Quarter where everywhere you turn is a fondue restaurant or an outdoor market, my new heaven (and who knew we would find about 20 more little charming markets)!
We walked around quite and bit after meeting this man and went to the Musee d'Orsay right by the river. Then we walked more, a common theme, doing our best to find a good looking restaurant. We were very particular about where we ate since we had to have the best because we only had a couple days there. Plus, I baked some banana bread from home and brought oranges, crackers and cheese. We ended up at a little pizza retaurant, why not try the french italian way of cooking pizza. We had our own personalized pizza and a very nice waiter who spoke english. They say Paris is one of th most expensive places to eat in Europe or the world I suppose, but it seemed just the same as bilbao- although the same is said of Bilbao. On our walk back to the metro station, we saw a whole gang of men in blue suits, obviously government police or something, standing outside their huge dark blue swat looking van pulled over off to the corner of a street. They were all just chatting and seemed casual...how odd. I have noticed that in Italy and other places there are many types of policemen.
Friday, the next morning we started out at the Louvre and that whole surrounding area with all the beautiful historical buildings. The three or four glass window pyramids surrounded by three sides of the long museum with I think four floors. The opening leads to the park and champs de'lesey (sorry I need to work on spelling). We headed in that direction through the wind and drizzle and rows and rows of leafless trees. We came to a fountain and a ferris wheel where you can see the whole city from the top I am sure. After the ferris wheel is a huge round about with a tall statue at the top, and this is all right near the river, but then the champs starts to veer away from it. The street leading up to where all the shops and cafes are is like an extension of the park we walked through after the louvre. It lines the road with bare black tall trees. When we got to the main road there were indoor malls, typical European brand stores like Zara and Mango, it began to poor and with the combination of the wind we were getting soaked and my hands sans gloves holding up our umbrella were freezing so we stopped for a coffee which seemed to be a very regular thing to do at anytime of the day or year. We freshened up and were ready to face the cold again.
there is so much more I have to write...but need to find the time...
I read Madeline to one of the girls I babysat the other day and really enjoyed it for the first time in a long time (I really think a huge amount of kids toys and books and shows are mostly made for parents and adults since we have to sit through and deal with them) because I actually recognized the places in the book where the girls in 2 lines actually go. They go to the Notre Dam, across the river Seine and all the other famous places in Paris. The art is really great in that book and I was excited to read it, and he Madeline in London book, since I am very familiar and fond of London. It is nice coming back to the US since we have such a mix of cultures, unlike Northern Spain (through the country is changing everyday) where it is really just Spanish food and culture and people. Not including Pais Vasco, but Spain has the highest growth of immigration in the last 10 years- it is amazing.
P.S. I am sorry this is so long, it is also so I remember everything too...don't feel obliged to read every word
I spent four amazing days in Paris with my friend Nikki. I think this has been my favorite trip this semester. We had such great time all weekend and met such amazing people in the city. It is hard to believe that I am writing this when just 24 hours ago I was looking at the Eiffel tower. Every trip I have been on inspires me to learn their language- first Italian, then Portuguese and now French. That seventh grade French class at Hillview really payed off I must say! I was remembering all sorts of phrases and teaching them to Nikki just as she did in Portugal. I was also remembering all the words in English that we use that are French like: façade, rounde voux, mezzanine, voila, deja voux, armoire, hor d’hourves, tête-à-tête etc. It is funny because in the French language they use English words like weekend and snack in their vocabulary, so my French friend, Anthony, living in Bilbao told me. The phrases, “je nu se pas” and “je m'appelle Devon” really came in handy! I would really love to learn French though. I just have to practice my Spanish and become more fluent then I can move on.
So we started our trip at the bus station in Bilbao Wednesday afternoon and took a bus to Hendaye, which is in the south of France right at the Spanish border. They literally dropped us off after two hours and we had to walk across the border to France to catch the train, however we had missed our train out since the bus was late taking us there. So Nikki and I were thinking, okay how much are we willing to pay for anther train ticket since they most likely won’t reimburse us. I was thinking like 80 euro or something (which is what we had originally paid for our train fare), we both really wanted to go to Paris but tha is harder on a student’s budget. So we get there and wait in line at the ticket counter at the train station and are like crap how are we going to communicate, and so we started in Spanish and the man understood us and we told him our predicament with worried faces about ready to start crying if that is what it took, he was like okay, hmmmmmm, well and a few minutes of suspense he goes that will be four euros each. WHAT! Sweet, so we payed and looked at our tickets when he was explaining we had three minutes to change trains in Bordeoux. So if a train was late or early or one can’t read French signs, they are out of luck! So we arrive trying to ask where to go and finally figure it out and hop on the train with one minute to spare! Then we get into Paris around 12pm and luckily we were staying in a great area with some hosts who were generous enough to let us stay with them. Apparently it is very hard to get good hostels or apartments to stay in right in downtown Paris so we were in a great area with a metro very close. When we arrived it wasn’t raining either, which was very convenient since we had luggage (although every trip I am traveling lighter and lighter since it is so easy to have nothing).
There is certain elegance about Paris that I felt. It is seen in the cursive names of stores on every corner or the beautiful window presentations, it is a great city for window shopping, the perpetual amazing fresh smell in the streets from the bakeries and the warmth seen inside stores and restaurants is so comforting. It is just so lively and warm with Christmas decorations and lights of all kinds in every part of the city. Although it rained and at times poured on us all weekend long, it was great overall. In fact I think the rain added to the ambiance of the city and it was exactly how I imagined it with misty skies and drizzling rain coming down on all the different colors of the umbrellas. This was the perfect time to come, we saw everything under the Christmas spirit and lights and general French cheer.
So we started out on Thursday just below the river Seine walking around the cute shopping areas (which are everywhere in Paris) and made our way up to the Notre Dam on a little island between the two sides of the river, and at this point it had started raining. Oh how we would learn to love that rain! So we were ohhhing and aweing in front of the river and the cathedral and went inside to see a humongous cathedral, it took us maybe twenty minutes to see all the parts and walk all the way around the inside. I saw this great big plastic clear box on one od the sides of the two hallways where people where writing on little peices of paper and putting them into the slots. The small quarter sheets read "Message of Peace" and in French. Nikki and I wrote messages of peace. Little things like that make me feel good that so many other people from other countries are thinking about peace and working towards it. There were also lot of stations to light candles, the big ones where you take the lid off and put it on an alter or the little cheap ones that last maybe a couple hours, but they are all nice. I lit a candle for my mom and a few friends. The lighting was spectacular inside with the great stain glass windows and the candles everywhere. It is nice, whenever I see a bunch of candles together like that, I think of my mom. So then back out into the blustery wind, we continued walking along the river and found ourselves on a little alleyway and walked past an old restaurant decorated with red velvet and old utensils from the 19th century. We walked a little further and went into an opening that lead to a building and saw the same decorations in a little room full of kitschy (a word I picked up on this trip)decorations and a man with his art on the walls. We kind of peeked in and he said oh come in come in French then in English. Maybe about 60, he began to explain he lives in the south of France. He painted beautiful green landscapes and blue skies. He talked so enthusiastically with his British accent about his family and his art. He was so kind and warm it was very contagious. We then just started asking questions and talking about life. He asked us what we were studying and Nikki said English and creative writing, but oh I don’t know what I am going to do or what I am really learning. He told us that going to the university is really about concentration, learning to concentrate in life. How profound and though provoking this man was. Then we asked about what we had to go see and he told us all about the Musee d’orsay and the Louvre and a room near the louver with all of Monet’s water lilies (of course all about art!) He gave us directions and sent us on our way back across the river to the Latin Quarter where everywhere you turn is a fondue restaurant or an outdoor market, my new heaven (and who knew we would find about 20 more little charming markets)!
We walked around quite and bit after meeting this man and went to the Musee d'Orsay right by the river. Then we walked more, a common theme, doing our best to find a good looking restaurant. We were very particular about where we ate since we had to have the best because we only had a couple days there. Plus, I baked some banana bread from home and brought oranges, crackers and cheese. We ended up at a little pizza retaurant, why not try the french italian way of cooking pizza. We had our own personalized pizza and a very nice waiter who spoke english. They say Paris is one of th most expensive places to eat in Europe or the world I suppose, but it seemed just the same as bilbao- although the same is said of Bilbao. On our walk back to the metro station, we saw a whole gang of men in blue suits, obviously government police or something, standing outside their huge dark blue swat looking van pulled over off to the corner of a street. They were all just chatting and seemed casual...how odd. I have noticed that in Italy and other places there are many types of policemen.
Friday, the next morning we started out at the Louvre and that whole surrounding area with all the beautiful historical buildings. The three or four glass window pyramids surrounded by three sides of the long museum with I think four floors. The opening leads to the park and champs de'lesey (sorry I need to work on spelling). We headed in that direction through the wind and drizzle and rows and rows of leafless trees. We came to a fountain and a ferris wheel where you can see the whole city from the top I am sure. After the ferris wheel is a huge round about with a tall statue at the top, and this is all right near the river, but then the champs starts to veer away from it. The street leading up to where all the shops and cafes are is like an extension of the park we walked through after the louvre. It lines the road with bare black tall trees. When we got to the main road there were indoor malls, typical European brand stores like Zara and Mango, it began to poor and with the combination of the wind we were getting soaked and my hands sans gloves holding up our umbrella were freezing so we stopped for a coffee which seemed to be a very regular thing to do at anytime of the day or year. We freshened up and were ready to face the cold again.
there is so much more I have to write...but need to find the time...
I read Madeline to one of the girls I babysat the other day and really enjoyed it for the first time in a long time (I really think a huge amount of kids toys and books and shows are mostly made for parents and adults since we have to sit through and deal with them) because I actually recognized the places in the book where the girls in 2 lines actually go. They go to the Notre Dam, across the river Seine and all the other famous places in Paris. The art is really great in that book and I was excited to read it, and he Madeline in London book, since I am very familiar and fond of London. It is nice coming back to the US since we have such a mix of cultures, unlike Northern Spain (through the country is changing everyday) where it is really just Spanish food and culture and people. Not including Pais Vasco, but Spain has the highest growth of immigration in the last 10 years- it is amazing.
P.S. I am sorry this is so long, it is also so I remember everything too...don't feel obliged to read every word
Sunday, December 30, 2007
The holidays in California
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I know everybody always says this but the time went by so fast, I feel it was just yesterday that It was sunny and warm, oh wait it is always sunny and warm in California! Actually my family and I went tot he beach about an hour south of us to a little campsite with really comfy cabins called Coastanoa. It was very nice, we stayed the night before Christmas eve and spent time with some family friends, 2 boys callans age, and played futball and walked along the beach adn watched the sunset and the rise of the full moon. The we left the next morning and spent Christmas eve at the Hohl's house, just like every year. We saw Santa (Josh and Ben Hohl's grandpa (my old next door neighbors and best friends growing up)). Callan had a ball and thought it was actually santa, this may be his last year believing!
Christmas Day was great too. John came home unexpectedly, a very nice surprise when I found out I had to go pick him up from the airport. So we all woke up around 7:30 and even before that Callan was opening his stocking with Pokemon inside. John made his way to our newly arranged living room, since the kitchen remodel last summer, with his comforter wrapped around himself only in his boxers, a tradition. We all got great presents- john got a bunch of socks this Christmas instead of a bunch of sweats like every year, I got shoes, a purse etc. and the callan received a WII from Santa!!! He was so excited and screamed of joy and glee when he saw it. So we all had a game of tennis hitting the ball with our controller racket and flinging our arms in the air. That night we had a family dinner with My dad parents and his sister and brother in law. They were excited to see me after five months since I left in August. MJ made a great lasagna with a sausage tofu thing for John and I since we are vegetarians. He just started a couple of months ago since all his roommates are and he says he actually wants to appreciate meat, like really kill an animal then eat it, who knows- weird!
Just waiting for New Years then the 8th or 9th I will head to Washington DC!
Christmas Day was great too. John came home unexpectedly, a very nice surprise when I found out I had to go pick him up from the airport. So we all woke up around 7:30 and even before that Callan was opening his stocking with Pokemon inside. John made his way to our newly arranged living room, since the kitchen remodel last summer, with his comforter wrapped around himself only in his boxers, a tradition. We all got great presents- john got a bunch of socks this Christmas instead of a bunch of sweats like every year, I got shoes, a purse etc. and the callan received a WII from Santa!!! He was so excited and screamed of joy and glee when he saw it. So we all had a game of tennis hitting the ball with our controller racket and flinging our arms in the air. That night we had a family dinner with My dad parents and his sister and brother in law. They were excited to see me after five months since I left in August. MJ made a great lasagna with a sausage tofu thing for John and I since we are vegetarians. He just started a couple of months ago since all his roommates are and he says he actually wants to appreciate meat, like really kill an animal then eat it, who knows- weird!
Just waiting for New Years then the 8th or 9th I will head to Washington DC!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
San Sebastian and my last day in Bilbao
After John took the train in from Paris (where I had just come from, he was too slow to get his act together and actually meet me under the Eiffel tower), Nikki, John and I took an hour bus ride to San Sebastian (Northeast of Bilbao) for the morning and afternoon. We walked form the bus station to the casco viejo and along the water. The beach was so beautiful. At this time, around the 15th of December, it was getting very cold, but it was a great sunny day out. So bought so many pastries at this one bakery. John wanted to eat well while he was here since he only spent several days in Spain and about a week abroad. We scarfed down muffins, chocolate croissants and amazing bread things we did not know the names of. After walking for sometime we wanted to sit down and get coffee. So with coffee we had some more pastries. I tried some sort of hand made candy called Polvoron. It was white and a mix between floury cookie dough and taffy. I am glad I tried it but will not get it again! The casco viejo, old quarter shopping area with mostly specialized stores and restaurants, opens up from the tall dark buildings to the open bright beach and it is amazing. We also ate Pinchos with all sorts of different things in them. Pinchos or pintxos are little appetizers, and they are usually set with a lot of other on the bar in the restaurant. They are very tasty, I mostly ate the ones with cheese on them! We had also tried to meet this guy who was studying in San Sebastian who we met on the train back from Paris, but we missed eachother.
Then we took the bus back and went straight to our closing ceremony with all the students and teachers back at the school. There was a performance put on by the theater class- they had been working on it all semester. We watched that and received our grades and graduation certificates and went to a bar called Crazy Horse after. Everyone went. Oh but before that, Conchi's sister was there watching the play, because she hosts students as well, and Feli (short for Felicidad) saw that I had written about Conchi in our magazine, all the students put together. She was laughing so hard and telling me how funny it was. I told her not to tell Conchi because I said some things like oh Conchi is wierd and has animal heads on her walls and sings while she cooks and wears this funny red frompy dress at home. It was classic!
So I played a game of pool with my partner Steve and we kicked butt! John got to meet everyone too. Then we said our goodbyes. We will all be in contact though...
Then we took the bus back and went straight to our closing ceremony with all the students and teachers back at the school. There was a performance put on by the theater class- they had been working on it all semester. We watched that and received our grades and graduation certificates and went to a bar called Crazy Horse after. Everyone went. Oh but before that, Conchi's sister was there watching the play, because she hosts students as well, and Feli (short for Felicidad) saw that I had written about Conchi in our magazine, all the students put together. She was laughing so hard and telling me how funny it was. I told her not to tell Conchi because I said some things like oh Conchi is wierd and has animal heads on her walls and sings while she cooks and wears this funny red frompy dress at home. It was classic!
So I played a game of pool with my partner Steve and we kicked butt! John got to meet everyone too. Then we said our goodbyes. We will all be in contact though...
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