my last weekend in cádiz:

my last weekend in cádiz was really amazing. we returned from sevilla in the late afternoon with enough time to unpack and clean up. then on to la playa caleta (one of the three beaches in cádiz) for the festival de san juan. i don't really understand the significance of the festival, except that they burn effigies (or 'effin Gs' as we liked to call them), party on the beach, then, at midnight, go into the water (for good luck?). whatever the significance, here are a few photos:

a sunset at la playa caleta.

a portion of our group on the beach.


on sunday morning, i woke up early to the bells of the church next door to the apartment. my madre española brought me a tray with coffee and treats into my bedroom, something which i have, unfortunately, grown accustomed to.

then we all went to the beach. this is la playa de santa maría, which we lounge at most often. it was packed. if you look closely enough, you may be able to see some naked old women breasts.

two more days of school, then done. i miss home, but i don't really want to leave spain. so if i don't, you shouldn't be surprised.

carmen, as for your question: i am not completely fluent, and i am afraid that i never will be. but i understand almost absolutely everything that i hear, and i can have an intelligent conversation over dinner with my madre, hold my own during transactions, and talk baby talk with our little pup, pancho.