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Hola todos!<br /><br />This past week and weekend was full of family visits for me. My sister Christine came through Valencia on Tuesday with her high school Spanish group. They only got to spend half a day here so I met her at her hotel Tuesday night, took her around the city for a little while then was invited to eat dinner in the hotel with her school and then we went on the "Walking Tour" with "Alberto the guide." The highlight of the walking tour for me was when Mrs. Cleveland (my old Spanish teacher) had me come before the group to "meet Alberto" and exchange besos - for those of you who haven't been to Spain, when you meet someone you kiss them on each cheek (dar besos), but not a real kiss, more like an air kiss . . . so I say "hola que tal" to Alberto and he goes for the besos and I realize I'm not getting an air kiss AND I still have another cheek left for him to kiss . . Chrisine and friends found this very entertaining. After their tour they did a bonding activity on the floor of the Plaza de la Virgen which lent itself well to some entertaining pictures. As they wanted to see the "Tuesday night Valencia nightlift" or rather none existant Tuesday nightlife, I took them on a tour of the Barrio del Carmen - all 30 or so of us. I'm sure the Valencians had no idea what to think of us all. I do have to say, I never thought I'd be walking around a city in Spain with my sister and old volleyball coach, Coach Sheedy, who came along as a chaperone.
Clot or Bust - My Weekend in Barcelona
Lisa Damico2006-02-27 18:03:56
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Hola todos!
This past week and weekend was full of family visits for me. My sister Christine came through Valencia on Tuesday with her high school Spanish group. They only got to spend half a day here so I met her at her hotel Tuesday night, took her around the city for a little while then was invited to eat dinner in the hotel with her school and then we went on the "Walking Tour" with "Alberto the guide." The highlight of the walking tour for me was when Mrs. Cleveland (my old Spanish teacher) had me come before the group to "meet Alberto" and exchange besos - for those of you who haven't been to Spain, when you meet someone you kiss them on each cheek (dar besos), but not a real kiss, more like an air kiss . . . so I say "hola que tal" to Alberto and he goes for the besos and I realize I'm not getting an air kiss AND I still have another cheek left for him to kiss . . Chrisine and friends found this very entertaining. After their tour they did a bonding activity on the floor of the Plaza de la Virgen which lent itself well to some entertaining pictures. As they wanted to see the "Tuesday night Valencia nightlift" or rather none existant Tuesday nightlife, I took them on a tour of the Barrio del Carmen - all 30 or so of us. I'm sure the Valencians had no idea what to think of us all. I do have to say, I never thought I'd be walking around a city in Spain with my sister and old volleyball coach, Coach Sheedy, who came along as a chaperone.
Christine and I got to spend the night in the hotel together and then said goodbye the next morning, but only temporarily because she was headed to Barcelona as was I on Thursday.
Later that night I got a call on the cell phone from the Chicago Damicos who stopped in Valencia on their way up to Barcelona from Granada where my cousin Lauren is studying. Dropped my luggage off at their hotel that night and made plans for the next day. After class got out at 2, I ate a quick lunch
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