This weekend was completely ridiculous and hilarious and amazing! It was a holiday weekend here as the Spanish celebrated the signing of their new constitution on December 6 and December 8 was the day of a certain Inmaculada the Virgin (they’re Catholic), which is the National “Virgin” of Spain (that sounds silly. sorry, i know i’m immature..)
So anyhoots- this holiday weekend. Normally, we try to take advantage of our days off from school to travel. But seeing as how we just went out of town a couple of weeks ago, were more or less homeless (in that we had no house of our own) for a while and had finally just moved in to our new home, we decided to not go anywhere and enjoy a relaxing weekend in Sevilla. Not so, my friend. Not so. These past 4 days were spent out and about all the livelong day!
Friday was Pancake Day at the Beth and Ashley abode. We try to remember our roots and celebrate our heritage so we don’t lose touch with the important things in life such as: eating pancakes. Sadly, we don’t have maple syrup, but that problem will be remedied shortly…
Saturday we went to a neighboring town called Tomares to eat lunch with friends of Beth’s. They are older (like early 40’s), but lovely people. Lunch here is a huge deal, and especially when it’s a holiday weekend. When it was all said and done, we had been at the table for 5 hours!! Just talking and drinking and eating and drinking and eating some more. Good wholesome fun. Then, somebody had the genius idea to go ice-skating! It was A-mazing. Please, picture the scene with me and chuckle:
A small ice rink
Jamiroquai’s “Traveling Without Moving” album playing in the background
Torn up ice because they needed to scrape the surface
Aaaaaaaaaaand…. Wait for it:
That’s right…Palm trees. Must’a been like 60 degrees that night. No wonder there were chunks of ice on the rink…
Great fun indeed and quite a “re-memorable” day ☺
Monday we went to José the Spanish lumberjack’s parents’ house for a proper Spanish “barbeque”. His parents live in the middle of this famous national park here- Doñana. His dad is a guide and takes important people like the king and queen and president, etc on guides around the park… this was their playground growing up!
We played Trivial Pursuit in Spanish… a lot more difficult than it sounds. And celebrated our friend Quique’s (Key-kay) birthday, who upon receiving the well wishes would say “happy thank yous”.
Seriously, who am I to get to partake in all of these crazy amazing experiences?
diamond shapes in clouded cities
a soft brush of a hand in crowded streets
is it welcome?
the comforting caress of a trusted love
or a well hidden threat of an unfriendly menace with loaded motives
except that your adulterous eyes betray you
and the truth shines thru the windows of your soul
open the windows!
expose yourself to the world
become vulnerable to change
that change is inevitable
like a woman in her ninth month
and any moment will bring crying & laughter
because nature says so
without sorrow we’d know not joy
without villains, we’d have no heroes
good becomes evil & evil becomes good
and good leaves its imprint on everything
while evil waits like a ghost in a photograph
fear isn’t valid- only strength & confidence
let evil wait while we wallow in security
enveloping us like a spring day
until the clouds roll in and the rain falls down
wait for the calm after the storm
when the fresh smell of rain brings
tranquility and new life
without shame- bright lights to lead you home.
crystal beth, julisha, and curly
2 1/2 days.
2 American girls.
1 Italian boy.
1 Alt-country singer.
3 band members.
1 Lovely city.
2 sunny days.
1 afternoon tea.
4 warm scones.
74 minutes in the Tate Modern.
3 bridges passed.
1 choral concert in Westminster Abbey.
6 rides on the Tube.
2 hours in the Camden Market
London is absolutely awe-inspiring. It’s one of those cities that makes you feel like you’ve been there before. Something completely unique and special calls out to you upon stepping onto the street and taking your first breath in that city. What makes it so special? Is it the weather (rainy, cloudy, or sunny), the fast pace of the people bustling about, the spacious boulevards between the buildings, the architecture of those buildings? Or maybe it’s the long history of clans, battles, castles, kings, queens, musicians, and the like, or the smells of lavender and yummy ethnic food at the market, the great antiquity of it all, the art, the old pubs, the markets, that river…. It’s altogether overwhelming and fantastic at the same time and like a tune I mentally replay for weeks on end, I cannot get the intriguing memory of London out of my mind. You will never know what I’m talking about until you visit that splendid place. Sooo…. what are you doing still reading this?!! Shouldn’t you be on your way to the airport right now?
The opening line to my favorite Ryan Adams song off the new album, “Cobwebs”. The opening to an amazing Ryan Adams show. And the commencement of an awesome trip which I will get to later.
There are no words to describe an intimate moment experienced through music. You know, those times when the music seems to just hum in your soul, in the innermost part of your being? The melody and the harmony and the meshing of the sounds from the instruments somehow reach into your body and everything is just beautiful.
The only thing I can say is that the show at Brixton Academy in London put on by Ryan Adams and The Cardinals was absolutely perfect. The sound, the seats, the company, the venue, the songs, the lyrics, the band, the crowd, the banter, the jokes, the city. It would have been perfectly surreal had we met him after standing by the backstage door for a while, but oh well.. we tried! Maybe we should have taken cookies for them like this other girl…. Taking notes for next time!
Here’s a little taste, but the rest of the show will be safely guarded in my memory. These are not my pictures, so just to give you an idea, I’m posting some of the venue, as well. Enjoy!