Arriba en el Club

In case you were wondering, the siesta chicken was just as amazing as predicted. Madre knows this is our favorite and so two huge legs of chicken were forced upon Allison and I...each. There was more cake too. Why why WHY!!!?? I may need a triple-bypass. Took a short nap after lunch and headed to horrible Intro. to Lit. (I am finally starting to understand him more though). After class, I went to the JMU office to make plans with Colleen, Alex, and Tori for our 3-day weekend in March. After a very stressful 2 hours of planning, we finally found a reasonable bus fare and hostel in San Sebastian. San Seb is in Northern Spain right on the water, and I've heard it's absolutely beautiful. I'm very excited to see some beach even if it probably won't be warm enough yet for sunbathing.

Last night at 8 (aka 8:45/9 Spanish time), Ally, Thomas, Hannah, and I met for a International Bible Study at a cafe near the University (on the same corner as our beloved Irish Rover). Sipping my cafe cortado (coffee with less milk than cafe con leche), I sat at a table with students from France and Wales discussing a passage from Marcos (Mark) in our broken Spanish. Way guay. It was an entirely new adventure as I realized I had never spoken about my faith in Spanish before. Through the huge cafe windows I could see the cobblestone street and the beautiful intricately-carved buildings lining it. And as I spoke with Juan, from France, and Joe, from Wales, I was overcome with the enormity of God, surpassing all language-barriers. With the risk of sounding painfully obvious, He is the same in Spain, in France, in Wales, everywhere, as in the United States. I realized last night how much I've truly missed Cru and Bible Study and everything at JMU that made living a Christian life so easy. 

Afterwards, I headed home for a dinner of Spanish Tortilla, salad, and mozzarella cheese (one of my favs fo sho). More cake at dinner too, which I couldn't even force myself to eat, so I shoved my piece in a glass for later (long story). Did some reading for Short Stories, and left to meet some friends for International night at Irish Rover. It was French themed (cause we ALL love the French) and FYI there are NO good French dancing songs...or just good songs in general. Once the DJ discovered that the music choice had significantly decreased the level of fun in the bar, "Poker Face" by Lady Gaga came blasting through the speakers and all was well once again. 

Enjoyed my cake-in-a-glass for breakfast before Short Stories this morning at 10. At 12:15, Jesus had arranged an "Intercambio" (exchange) between Spanish University students learning English and us (English students learning Spanish). As cool as this sounds and as beneficial as it would be for both my speaking and relational skills, I really don't like being forced into things. Plus, Colleen tells me I've been super cranky today (and it's not even lunch time yet...yikes). As we walked into the Intercambio, however, we were greeted by only 2 Spanish students who had cared to participate. How sweet, no one wanted to talk to the foreign kids. Colleen, Tori, Emily, and I casually made our way for the door and decided that we'd rather spend the next 30 minutes eating pastries at Cafe Quijote instead.