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| Dos cafes con leches en una plaza |
We have been living in Gracia for the last week and are slowly getting used to living in Spain. Gracia is a lively area of the city, filled with markets, shopping, plazas, cafes, and bars. We have spent a lot of time drinking delicious cafes con leches and walking all around the area. Max has been able to find a suitable substitute for chasing squirrels--pigeons!
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| Un perrito en la piso |
Shopping for groceries is nothing like what we were used to in the US. We have made our way through different markets and have somehow managed to buy food from the vendors through a lot of pointing and using hand gestures to signify how much we want. We have been studying Spanish everyday and have learned basic numbers to order fruits and vegetables. We are also finally starting to understand when we are told how much things cost! Buying meat and cheese is a bit more daunting. Today we bought a chicken! We pointed at a WHOLE chicken (including the neck and head) and then the lady behind the counter started cutting it up with huge sharp scissors. It was then given to us surrounded with wax paper and placed in a plastic grocery bag. Tonight we are making arroz con pollo!
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| Un pollo en una bolsa |
Life hasn't been all chicken and coffee, we also started work this week! Everyone at work seems really nice and we have gotten to see and try out some really interesting VR demos. We don't know exactly what we will be working on yet, but there are so many promising projects in the lab that I am sure it will be interesting (at least to us). We will write more about work once we know what is going on.
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| La playa |
Next week we will be leaving our temporary apartment in Gracia, and moving into our new apartment, which we are both excited about.
Congrats on getting the apartment! I am glad life seems mostly cafe con leche and pollo.
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ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are both learning your way around and feeling settled in! Miss you lots!!
ReplyDeleteThe first time I bought a whole chicken in France when I got home a discovered that it had a very tiny hole in the end of it. (It had all of its insides in it) I learned very quickly to ask for my chicken "pret a cuire". There's supposed to be an accent over the "a". Then they took out all the insides.
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