Random Ending

Well, I’m home alone tonight… whoa is me!  Ok, only because I opted out of the Finding Nemo movie viewing and score review tonight with Jake’s classmates.  I decided to stay home and sing my head off in Jake’s studio while he was out!  ;)  That room is the best insulted, and it’s right in the middle of the apartment so the sound has the most walls to pass through before annoying the neighbors too much.  However, when I look up I wonder how thick the ceiling is because whoever is above us must be getting an earful.  Luckily, it seems like people around here are pretty used to extra noise with all the late night parties in the plaza below us.  And now we have a church meeting right below us on the back side of the building.  They meet 2 or 3 times a week, and have band rehearsal maybe 2 times a week.  The pastor seems like one of those crazy, energetic pentecostal pastors whose preaching sounds like an hour of yelling.  It seriously sounds like he’s in the next room.  When the band is playing, I can’t even hear the TV.  It reminds me of the days in LA when my roommates and I shared our lot with a Mexican family who had mariachi band practice in our driveway.  With blaring trumpets and horns drowning out any potential conversations or TV watching, “Wednesday Mariachi Night” was also “Go Out on the Town Night”.   But here, we don’t go out much because we’re trying not to spend money, plus we have to take the metro or ride bikes since all the cool places to hang out are on the other side of town.  All my little Spanish school friends who are between 18 and 21 seem to go out every night.  I could actually go with them if I wanted to… but I just so don’t want to.  Does that make me old??   Especially since the alternative is to go to church… in my living room. 

We did go out this past Friday night.  MariEli was working the Tennis Open that Valencia hosts each year, and she got us tickets.  Neither one of us had ever been to a professional tennis match before.  Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever been to any tennis match before.  Unless playing it in 9^th grade PE class counts.   We had a good time.  It was just Bonnie, Jake and me.  We had a good time cheering for the ironically paired Spanish/American doubles team for the last match. 

As always, we had a quiet Saturday.  It’s nice to wake up to the thought… “I have nothing planned today.”  We didn’t leave the house until the evening, and simply to go to the grocery store.  Then we cuddled up to pizza and a movie.  Sunday night we decided to trek across town to the big commercial center (the only place open on Sundays) simply to get supplies to make mojitos.  We’d been talking about getting mojitos for weeks, so considering we didn’t want to spend money at a bar we decided to make our own.  So Sunday night we cuddled up to mojitos and another movie.  Boy, we’re sure living it up here in Spain!  Maybe one day we’ll actually get out and be tourists. 

As for the important things… the company looking for a teacher for business professionals didn’t hire me for lack of time to train me.  The class would have started this week, and they didn’t feel comfortable to throw me into the fire, which was actually fine with me, because I wasn’t sure how I felt about it anyway.  However, they are interested in hiring me after Christmas when their new classes starts.  We just need to find a time for them to train me, and at the moment they are only available to train me in the mornings… the only time I’m totally not available.  Well, we’ll see what happens.  Right now, my teaching is down from 4 days a week to 2 days a wee. I need to start looking for new students, but I’m not too motivated quite yet.  This week has been rather nice with my Monday and Wednesday afternoons free.

However, Mondays I do have choir rehearsal with the church.  We pretty much have learned one song each rehearsal, and so far only songs that I already know in English with a couple harmony parts included.  So it’s pretty basic.  However, I really enjoy everyone there.  And luckily there is a couple in it that teach at the English school in town, and they translate for me whenever needed.  It’s fun, and I’m glad to be involved. 

As for my Spanish class, we got a new girl today and she’s from France.  So now we have 2 Chinese students, 1 Italian, 1 Greek, 1 Russian, 1 French, and me.  Today, somehow in our “conversation” class, the conversation drifted into the subject of homosexuality.  Can you say… “awkward!”  The Spanish teacher was pretty outspoken about her views, but I could tell from the silence around the China/Russia/Italy side of the room this was not a comfortable subject for discussion.  But nonetheless, very interesting to observe.

Well, that’s a random way to end.  But, Hubby will be home soon from his late night on the town watching Finding Nemo, and I need to get ready for bed!  Night night!