We stayed in the loft, which is an old garage that the family converted into a great 1 bedroom apartment (think IKEA) and its really modern and new. It has a kitchen, bathroom, etc. We went to the beach a lot (various beaches), but the weather was not very good. I met Fernando´s mom and dad, Toñi and Fernando, and his little sister who is 10, Marian. I had already met his other sister, Elia, who is 22. I had a lot of fun with Marian, playing with her on the beach and at home. She and Fernando (young Fernando) are always messing with each other and tickling and fighting and its funny to watch. The beaches were marvelous, like nothing I had ever seen, but to go out on them in just a swimsuit was impossible! it was too windy, and I wore a sweatshirt the whole time (boy, did I bring the wrong clothes with me to the beach!).
On Easter Sunday, in Spain they dont do much but go to mass, and Fernando and I were headed back to Ciudad Real, so the day was really unspecial. I really missed the celebration at home. Here it was such a normal day, and in the States, its one of my favorite days of the year. I´ll add some pictures and let them tell the story even better. I think to understand something very well its important to see it.
We also ate typical Spanish Easter foods, which are Potaje (a stew with potatoes, garbanzos, spinach, garlic, and cod) and Torrijas (like french toast with more sugar and cinnamon.
Marian and I doing monkey faces.
The town of San Jose.
Marian and Fernando and San Jose.
