Monday, September 22, 2008

on profanity.

foul language is the ordinary here. "so can i use these words in madrid?" i asked guadalupe after our street talk dinner. "absolutely not! only here in cadiz." vale vale vale. i'm just saying, if i call you "picha" or "chocho," it is a sincere compliment. but oh man is it foul. :) 

this has been one hell of a long weekend. my last class on thursdays ends at 10:30 am, and today is some spanish holiday (often times the attitude towards holidays is pure acceptance. people often don't know exactly why they have the day off from work or school, what in the world we should be celebrating, we just know we should celebrate none-the-less) --- which means this is practically a five day weekend. phew. too many nights out until after sunrise.

there is a city just two hours south of cádiz that is supposed to be absolutely stunning. tarifa. there is tons of surfing there and from the white beaches you can see morocco.  i had plans to go today, but unfortunately the rain begged me to get some rest. another time of course. there will always be another time. 

for now, i'll stay in cádiz and practice this ordinary profanity. 

Michelle DeBruyn
c/García de Sola nº28, 2ºd
11008 Cádiz, ESPAÑA

 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Tarifa is where I first sunbathed topless, only to be harassed by a group of 8 Polish construction workers (who at least bought me a beer as consolation) and I played Bingo with toothless tuna fishers and their wives at a dive bar with 2 students from Oxford who were trying to go from Spain to Mali using a book of 19th century Arabic expressions.

I miss Spain so much. I miss you. January? I hope so!

A.W.