This weekend has been full of things to do and company. Friday, Angelita's grandson, Juan Marcos, got married and so her son from Sevilla was in town for the weekend. I got four good Spanish meals this weekend, since Angelita always invites me whenever she has company. Friday her son David, wife, and her daughter, Bárbara, came over for lunch (which lasted until about 5:00 I think). All I remember is that because the meal after the wedding was going to be vegetarian, we had to have shellfish and seafood for lunch. You should have seen me struggling to eat the langostinas (crayfish/shrimp type things). First, you take of the head, then peel off the tail and rest of the hard skin. I felt like a child that needed her food cut up, with Angelita helping me peel some so that I could actually keep up with eating with the others. Later, since everyone went to the wedding, I got to spend the evening alone.
Saturday I went into downtown Torrejón to see the town's festival. The festivities honoring their patron Mary were this week. I got to see a lot of Porsches that they had on display, old photos of Madrid and Torrejon, a band and celebrating people, and enjoyed being in the fiesta atmosphere. About 3 pm David and his family came over to eat again, and then I went with them to a town in the mountains (30 minutes in car), Las Rozas, to go shopping. I told myself that I could spend 20 euros at the most if I found something. Little did I know that it was an outlet mall of VERY expensive stores. Burberry, Levi, Pepe Jeans, etc. I could have bought a cheap t-shirt for what I would spend. But, it was nice to be with people, see all of the 300 euro (marked down) coats, and see the mountains. That evening, David, Angelita's son, took us all to eat costillas (ribs, American grilled style) at a nearby restaurant. We didn't get home till about 12:30 pm. Late! (for me)
Sunday I went to the young people's Sunday school class, which began this week. I think that the class is going to be very good, and I hope to get to know the people that come. After church, we had about 9 people around the table for a lunch of paella, salad, snacks, and fruit. It was soooo good. About 4:45 I was picked up for youth group. Youth group here is for middle schoolers until 35 it seems, as long as you're unmarried. I was not the oldest one there. We played a game in the park, sang worship songs, talked in small groups, and listened to a message. I felt very welcome there, so I will go back next week. It was good for me to be with other people my own age (and younger) and just have fun. Angelita suggested that I felt comfortable because there were other Americans there, but I think that it was something else, since the first ones to greet me were Spanish high schoolers, and I didn't talk with Americans for even close to the majority of the time.
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I was curious why some of the other Americans were there? Interesting food! I would like some pictures of your home also. So glad to hear you are making connections with people your age. Love,
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The youth group at San Fernando is lead by an American, and his kids are there too, as well as one other auxiliar (who happened to know the aforementioned family), and Lynn's sons. The rest are all Spaniards. In other words, there are some Christians who happen to be Americans who are there, but English is barely ever spoken (except one on one when something isn't understood, maybe). And, yes, the food was interesting (and good, too). I found out that I don't like clams (I think that's what they are). You know, the ones that are slimy and look like the shells, except slightly bigger, that I used to collect at the lake.
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