Sunday, July 15, 2012

The Food is Looking at Me, Week 2: Wed, Thurs, Fri


Here Comes the Sun, Week 2: Wednesday

Medieval bridge in Simancas
Lunch: Sunny side up egg on rice with bread and a dessert called “natillas,” which is a kind of eggy pudding with cinnamon on top.

We went to the beach for an hour to lay out and read, then went to school for movie night, which was “El hijo de la novia,” or The Son of the Bride.

Supper: Chicken noodle soup, bread, watermelon, and “empanadillas de jamón y atún,” or small fried pockets of ham and tuna, which were amazing.

Mercedes' daughter is here and she was talking about how picky of an eater she is (she says she'll only eat four things). She said all the students she has eat and like everything she makes, but her own daughter barely eats anything!

Run: 2.25 miles


The Food is Looking at Me, Week 2: Thursday

In literature I had my first test today. I didn't do perfect, but it went fine.

Lunch: Chicken cooked in white wine with french fries

In Spain, if you're walking towards someone on the sidewalk or street, they don't move out of the way. If you play chicken with a Spaniard, you will always move first or just run into them. I wonder what happens when two Spaniards are walking towards each other, because I don't think anyone ever moves.

Medieval bridge in Simancas
In the afternoon, we met the guys at the beach and laid out for a long time and waded a bit in the river. After, Bailey and I went shopping. We both bought one shirt each.

The one fear I had before coming here was eating a fish or some type of food that was whole on the table in front of me, that still had eyes and all its parts. Well, tonight we had shrimp, which I LOVE to eat. However, tonight on the table in front of us were shrimp that still had their eyes, heads, tails, leg things, and feeler things. Bailey took the first one, and Mercedes showed us how to eat them: rip off the head, the tail, the leg things, and peel off the harder skin on the outside. We took it really well and ate a couple as I tried to avoid looking at them, but as soon as Mercedes went to the kitchen to get something, we looked at each other in horror! I was a little traumatized. They tasted great, but it was difficult for me to take them apart. I now appreciate what has to be done to shrimp to eat them, and I still love the taste, but I will never look at them the same way again.





Simancas, Week 2: Friday

This morning I had a history test and it went really well.

Lunch: Potatoes, scalloped, and pork chops

Castle in Simancas
We met Alex, another girl from the school, at Plaza Zorilla and took a city bus to Simancas, a little town just outside of Valladolid. To get into town, we crossed a medieval bridge from the middle ages. The town is built on the side of a hill and has incredibly steep streets. We walked up them to the castle, which was impressive on the outside. The inside was a little disappointing though because it had been turned into an archive, they made the interior look modern, and we only got to go in two rooms. We also walked to the cathedral and took a few pictures, and met an older couple from France there that took a picture of us. We walked back down to the edge of town to check out a cemetery that looked impressive from above, but it was already closed for the day.

Cathedral in Simancas
We took the bus back to Valladolid and got frozen yogurt at Smöoy again. Just yesterday, we read in the newspaper that Spain is raising its taxes from 18% to 21%. Mercedes said it has never been like this before. We saw on the news that there are protests all over Spain. At a plaza near the frozen yogurt place, a large group of people was forming, including the police, and people were protesting over megaphones. We avoided the crowd and went home.

Supper: salad, eggs, watermelon, bread

I can't believe we've already been here two weeks. It has gone so fast. Tomorrow we're taking a school trip to Segovia!

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