Tuesday: Oh my goodness. These kids are craaaazy. How am I going to survive the week? Is it friday yet?
Wednesday: The teacher was back but things were still hectic. I got to leave early though so that I could register for classes. I got registered and got into all of the classes I wanted and needed so that was nice. Wanted to go to cien montaditos for lunch, but it was super busy and we didn't have a lot of time to wait around so we wound up at mcdonalds...
Thursday: The teacher was gone again...so more improvising and crazy schedules and me never knowing where I'm going to be throughout the day. And there was a lizard in the patio! The teacher from the baby room asked me to come sweep up what she thought was a dead lizard because she didn't want to go near it. The only thing was...it wasn't dead! And we couldn't just kill a lizard. So we left it. Eventually one of the other teachers was able to sweep it up and carry it out to the street. It was all gross and creepy crawly though. I didn't like it.
Friday: Finally. The week has come to an end. Except it couldn't be a peaceful and everything goes as planned kind of day. No. Of course not. The teacher was gone again so during the middle of the day we were once more down a person which complicates things. And for some reason I got left alone with the three year olds for a really long time with nothing productive for them to be doing so they took to jumping up and down and screaming which is their favorite activity when there seems to be nothing else going on. Ughhhhh. It was horrible. I got them organized enough to sing a couple songs but that only goes so far and soon they were back to screaming. It was horrible. But the day did come to an end and I was able to go back to the house and take a nice siesta before a night of flamenco and sangria. We went to a touristy bar where they have free flamenco every night from like 11-12. It was a fun time. Nothing too exciting but the sangria was good and the music was good and it was interesting to get to see the little bit of flamenco. The bar was crowded by we did manage to get a seat to watch the show which was good.
After the show we walked back by the cathedral to see it lit up at night and we managed to find an ice cream place that was still open and got a late night snack. Then we walked and talked and actually ran into one of the girls that we met our first week at clic so it was nice to talk to her for a bit. Then it was back to the house where I thought for sure I would quickly fall asleep...no such luck. I tossed and turned like all night long. I was up when R and J got back super late from wherever they went. I was up when all the girls were up and getting ready and then leaving. It was terrible. I still did feel like I got some rest, but not as much as I would have liked.
So that was my week. I would have written about it in real time, but I think I participated in the spanish siesta just about every day this week. I felt like such a bum. But that can't happen this next week because I've got a list of things I still need to do and things I want to see one more time before I go and before things get semana santa loco. It's crazy to think that in two weeks my time in spain will be at an end. It went by soooo fast! Didn't I just get here?
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