Our first spring break has come and gone! Definitely was a fun week filled with many different things- for the fist part Emily and I went to Ibiza, then came back to Sevilla for a few days, and finished out the week in Isla Cristina with our familia espanola.
A few weeks ago when we were trying to decide where to go for our Semana Santa break, we didn't really know where we wanted to go, and were looking into Italy, Germany, etc. for a while, but, on a spur of the moment decision we found a cheap flight to an island called Ibiza and decided to go there instead! We didn't really think about it being the off-season for Ibiza-not quite the prime time when you can't swim in the beaches or lay out, and the night before we left Sevilla for Ibiza, we had gone out with our Spanish friends and had a lot of fun, and were contemplating whether or not to even to to Ibiza anymore because we started to regret traveling so much and wanted to spend more time in Sevilla! We had only paid for our flight and hadn't even booked our hostels yet, but we decided that it would be worth it to go so we got online to book our hostel at 5am before we went to bed, and to our disappointment, the cheap hostel that we had looked into earlier that day suddenly became full! Luckily we found another one in the same general area and booked it instead with a hotel for the first night. The next day we went to the airport and almost had a little problem-we were flying with Ryanair and they're very strict about the size of carry on luggage, and Emily almost had to pay extra to take my little rolly suitcase because you have to stuff your bag into a little basket, and if it doesn't fit you have to either pay, or take out everything and wear it so it gets smaller! We got to Ibiza at around 9ish and had to take the bus to our city where we were staying, and made friends with two other American girls that happened to be studying in Sevilla also, and turns out they were even staying in our same hostel 2 rooms down! What a coincidence! We ended up spending pretty much the whole trip together. The first night we met up and hung out in the hostel lobby and went to bed pretty early. Had a nice skype session with my dad too!

The next day we moved into our hostel and then went out to the beach to sunbathe! Luckily, it was definitely warm enough to lay out and we even got in the water, even though it was pretty freezing. Emily and I had breakfast at our hotel and made a sandwich there to take to the beach with us for lunch. For dinner we went to a really cool Tex Mex restaurant that was actually good! Each table had a telephone and we had fun calling different tables and talking to everyone!

The next day we went to a different beach that had more people and laid out all day. Everyday we went and had brunch at a little restaurant called Rita's, and even indulged a little bit and had fruit (ok lets be honest..chocolate) smoothies and tried some delicious sandwiches and such. The last day we tried Cafe Frappe, but it was a little disgusting. At night we went to a little bar that was really fun even though the everywhere was pretty empty! The next day we got up and randomly jet skiid a little bit, and walked around exploring Ibiza a little bit. We tried to find a bowling alley or movie theater but they were either closed or an expensive taxi ride away. One day for entertainment, we went to a little supermarket, got nail polish, and went a little place on the beach and just hung out and did our nails and ate a thousand sunflower seeds. Emily and I were so glad we met Taylor and Julia-they definitely made our trip way more fun and exciting and we can't wait to hang out with them in Sevilla later! The last night we went to the beach at sunset to take pictures and had a nice little photoshoot, and then went to eat at a place near our hostel because it started to rain. Emily and I left the next day, but the other girls' flight wasn't until Friday so they spent the whole week there, but Emily and I were excited to come back to Sevilla for a couple days to watch Semana Santa, since Sevilla is famous for their processions!


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2nd home in ibiza...rita's!
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We arrived in Sevilla Tueday night at like 1 in the morning, and the next day went out to see the processions! My host brother Marcos showed me online the schedule for all the different processions lead by all the "hermandades" and where and when they passed through the streets, and showed me videos of passed Semana Santa processions, and in between each paso the procession has a band and Nararenes holding candles. The streets were SO packed, it was so hard to get through and the main street Avenida de Constitucion where many of the pasos went through was even blocked off with seats for people to pay and watch them all go by. A lot of our friends were out of town, so for the first part Emily and I were wandering around trying to make our way through the crowded streets to find another paso to see. We ended up meeting up with our friend Pedro that we met in Portugal a few weeks ago that lives in Sevilla. We met in Plaza Salvador and got really close to one of the pasos as it came by. Each hermandad has two pasos-one for Jesus and one for Virgin Mary, one at the front and one at the back. Whenever these two pasos came by, everyone in the crowd got silent-it was very respectful and beautiful to see all the processions! But the weird thing was that the Nazarenes all wore black hooded pointed cloaks..kinda KKK esque. Very strange, and when I asked what it symbolized my family told me nothing...so there's that!


On Thursday Emily and I went to Plaza de Armas to get our bus ticket to Isla Cristina, where our family has a lake house! The rest of our family (Rita, Juan, Juanjo, Juanjito) had already gone, so we had to take the bus there. And we got a little angry at the buses because we arrived about 30 minutes early to get our ticket and make sure we knew where to go so we didn't miss the only time that the bus left for that day, but near the time our bus was supposed to leave, and nobody was getting on the bus, we got nervous and thought maybe we were in the wrong place. So we got up and started asking around, but by the time we realized we were looking at the bus number instead of the platform number, and that we were at platform 1 instead of platform 13, we had missed it by 3 minutes. We tried to get a refund, but they said no but we could use our ticket for 8pm the next day instead. We started to walk home sad..in the rain..so crestfallen....had a little pity party..and then got home and Marcos said he could take us the next day in his car!!! Yay!
So the next day we left with Marcos, made a pit stop at his friends house, and got to Isla Cristina that night. We had a lot of fun-we went out that night with Marcos, Juanjo, his novia Fatima, our host sister that we got to meet that night Marta, and her friend Sofia. They took us out to eat tapas that all consisted of seafood - sooo much food! We had octopus, different types of calamares, different types of tuna, etc. They always ask me if I like the food, but I think its just a joke now because there has literally been no food that I don't like. Marcos was even telling everybody how I finished a huge bowl of pasta before he did for lunch that day..yikes! I need to be mas tranquila with the food I think. Afterwards we went and talked at a little square outside for a while, and then to a little bar, and then we all went back to the house. Its kinda funny listening to how Spanish people speak English-instead of saying "You should be able to know this" Marcos would say "You should can know this." It took us a few minutes to get what he was trying to tell us! And today, one of the girls was asking how we say ketchup, and Marcos goes "I know this! Cap-chup!!!" It was pretty close. I'm sure we sound even worse in Spanish though! The next day Marcos, Juajo, Fatima, Marta and 2 of her friends, Emily, and I all went to the beach to watch one of Marcos's friends' band perform, they were funk/reggae but they spoke so fast it was difficult to understand what they were saying. We went out to breakfast twice with Mama Rita, Marta and friends, and on Sunday(today) we had a typical Spanish breakfast- pan tostada con aceite y tomate-and it was actually very niiice! They served the olive oil in cute little squeezable packages, que guay! The majority of the weekend was very fun and relaxing, except for lunch yesterday there was a little dramatic family fiasco- Juanjito, our 5 year old host nephew, was getting up from the back of the table and walked around to the front, but somehow stepped in one of the hot soup bowls and got scared and started crying/screaming, and Juanjo picked him up to go take care of them, but then Mama Rita almost had a heart attack at the other side of the table hearing it and stood up saying "AY AY MI HIJO MI HIJO" and then the dad got up too, and in this whole process Juajo tripped over the dad's chair and almost dropped Juanjito, and then Juanjo scraped his leg as Juanjito was falling and got mad at the chair and threw it at the ground....and then Emily and I looked at each other and wondered how we were suddenly the only ones still at the table and what in the world just happened. Gotta love family times!
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| desayuno con mama rita |
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| Wish you could see mama rita-the whole family before the lunch fiasco |
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| Beach with host sister Marta |
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| our little room at the lake house |
Now we are back home and about to get ready for church. Had a great weekend! Felices Pascuas!