This past week has really been an adventure getting to know my wonderful, warm señora, Ana, better. Her daughter, Lucia, came down from Barcelona to visit this past Sunday, so Ana asked if I wanted to go out with them to a Plaza to buy tapas with her, her sister, her daughter, and her niece. I had a great time with them – they are fun individuals to be around. They also pointed out places to me that I didn’t know about, that are well known either for their drinks, their food, or the live music.
Wednesday night, my roommate and I went with Ana to a bar to listen to flamenco music sung by one of Ana’s friends. Even though it was a small gathering, it was like a party. Everyone was dancing flamenco and singing and clapping along with the music – much different from the pizza parties we have in the US.
Last night, I went out with Ana and her sister to a market in a barrio in Seville known for its pottery, called Triana. We went to a little show of one of Ana’s friends that is a musician. Manuel is a very talented guitarist and singer, and this was noticeable, especially when he sang Hallelujah – a song that everyone in the audience chimed in for, even though it is in a different language (I guess the word Hallelujah surpasses language barriers).
This week, I stepped into Ana’s world (an artist’s world) but one of my señora, who I deeply admire, nonetheless. It has been a rewarding experience so far and I can’t wait for all the other experiences I will have with her and her family. To me, it is the small things that count the most and that are the best learning experiences and memories.
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