|Fresh tulips from Holland|
Spring has arrived although it still drops down to the mid-30's at night. But this means the afternoons are starting to get quite warm in the sun and we already have lovely daffodils blooming in our garden. With it, the tourists have also started to arrive, in hordes, and it is rare to not see large groups when you walk through our local squares. This means that the Segway guys are also back out in full force although they never disappeared over the winter like some other things, including our favorite gelato stand which just opened its doors again.
Still figuring things out
Over six months in Spain and we just figured out how to check our voicemail! Let me start off by saying I didn’t even know we had an answering machine. It is built in to the phone but our landlord never told us. Then one day I heard my step-mother’s voice talking to me and when I figured out she wasn’t on the other end of the line I suspected something was up. I emailed our landlord and she told me to just leave the phone off the hook for one minute and I could hear my messages. So I tried that, but couldn’t understand the rapid Spanish voice afterwards telling me what to do next. So I had Clark’s new tutor translate for me on Friday and voila, 26 messages dating all the way back to our arrival in August. So sorry we didn’t get back to you sooner.
One lovely perk of the boys school is that the 5th graders get to go skiing up at the local ski area for a week and because they didn’t get enough people they opened it up to Clark’s 6th grade class as well. It’s a long day; bus leaves at 8am, returning at 5:30 but he is the most excited he’s been all year. Another little communication problem led me to run around in a panic on Friday as Clark was told he wouldn’t be able to ski on Monday as he didn’t provide his health card information (I had left that blank on the form since our insurance is from another country). Again, with the help of his tutor, I printed out copies of our insurance coverage, proof of insurance that we had to provide for our VISA application and copies of our residency cards and hiked back up to the school late on Friday. Not finding anyone there and worried that Clark wouldn’t be able t ski on Monday if this didn’t get resolved, we wandered over to the local bar where we found the secretary and the principal enjoying a glass of wine and a meal. We meekly interrupted and handed over said information with an explanation of the problem and it was explained that things would be fine.
Colin the Elder
|Colin cooks for the masses|
|Hike at Hueto Sierra|
|Fabulous flamenco at La Chumberra|