If there's actually anybody out there who's been reading this thing, I'm sorry for not having kept it updated the last few weeks. Time's flying here and I've completely lost track. It seems that every time I mean to do something I suddenly find myself in the next week with nothing accomplished. I'm completely shocked when I hear the buzz around me that there are fewer than three weeks left for this Spain shindig. I've been excited about home for a while now--but there's a lot out here that I'm going to miss.
We did the Thanksgiving thing last week--and actually managed to consume most of the basics. The biggest problem was that Spaniards have no idea how to serve turkey...so we got it right off the bone. But there was mashed potatoes, yams, corn, stuffing, and even an attempt at pumpkin pie, so it wasn't so bad. And being out and dressed up with all the school was a lot of fun. We had spent the whole afternoon playing football, so I was pretty beat that evening, but it was quite the party anyway.
I'm officially in the final class of the semester (actually the halfway test for this part is tomorrow). I'm still loving every minute of the class--even thought we're being completely engorged with new information at the moment. I remember, back at the beginning, when we were completely excited for new verb tenses--now we've gotten five during the last week and a half and they're all on tomorrow's test. Oh well, you do what you can.
I'm thinking that I've got to try and live these last few weeks up, but the whole Spanish lifestyle thing has gotten to me and I find myself just chilling all the time. I did a grand total of nothing this past weekend after Thanksgiving. And now every week that we have left has a long weekend. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself. Actually, if I've added it up right, we've only got something like 7 class days left. Hopefully Salva doesn't go too crazy on us.