The rain does not fall mainly on the plains but rather on the islands of Spain

     I have found it astounding how fast life goes back to normal. After only a few days my life has a schedule. It almost seems like I've been here for months and its been not even two weeks....

I go to school, I teach kids, I come home, I am starving and eat wayyyyyyyy to much, I nap, I go for a walk, I eat dinner, I watch tv, and go to bed

     After only one week I'm the same old lady that I was in the United States. I guess no matter the change of location, I still the same ole' me. But I did branch out last night! Woot go me! Generally I happy with a good meal, a nice movie, some red wine  and some coloring books to pass a weekend. Yep, cause I'm that cool...  

          

     But last night I went to this thing in Palma called    Tapalma   ..... where its like a pub crawl but with tapas! So many of you may know I'm a neurotic eater. Somethings I just dont wanna put in my mouth, OK!? Topping the list is of course seafood. I not only would not like it to enter any orafice of my body but I would also rather it not be within a good 50ft-100ft radius of me because that shit stank! (yes mom, I used the shit word, but when it comes to seafood, I'm passionate about how gross it is). Now also a shout out to my mom, I know I shouldn't comment on other peoples food, it's just rude. But unless someone that is reading this happens to be eating a fish sandwich or some shrimp, I think it will be ok. (if you are I'm sorry to have offended your choice of food, but come on, EW!). This intense despise-al ((yeah I made my own word)) tends to shock people and limits my choice of eating companions. Sharing food becomes impossible with most people because my list of non-consumed products is rather lengthy. 

      As stated in other posts, I have made like serious progress in the last couple years. I don't think I really ate when i was little, like maybe macaroni and french bread with butter (cause thats just delicious) but as I got older and started traveling I was like, ok, lets just pop this in here and see what all the fuss is about. Granted I did spit most of it out, (my host mom in Ecuador was not a fan of this particular habit of mine but if the texture is weird I will gag on it.) but I did try it so I'm giving myself props (what does that mean, props? Like are we talking a nice coat stand for a play or what....) Anyways tapas, we went out to the pub crawl of tapas around the city. So almost all the tapas are like 2 euro... (ps for those that dont know what tapas are, cause I didnt till like a year ago... they are  hors d'evoures  size selections that you ususally chose like 4-8 of and share with a a table (p.p.s I had to google hors de'evours to figure out how to spell it))....

     So I went out with a bunch of other Auxilliares to sample to town. (To be honest I just showed up, no planning involved on this end. Usually though I'm not much a group activity planner with friends. I'm more of the tell me where to show up and I'll bring a bottle of wine kinda person.) Anyways, there was a map that showed which restaurants were part of the tour and you just kinda showed up and were like, what are the tapas. Most restaurants had them laid out and you could just point at what you thought looked appetizing. Course the first place we went to I didn't understand the Spanish or the Catalan which described what it was, besides picking up the words mushroom and quail eggs..... so yeah, I skipped that..... But the other places I used my astute powers of observation and picked out some killer choices. 

    Course Spaniards don't even start thinking about eating dinner till like 9 at night, much less going out for Friday night till like midnight so we were like the first ones there.... And then finally at like 12:30 when we were ready to call it a night the Spaniards were just getting out and about. Oh and THEN just as we were about to leave it started to rain. And not like, oh hey, lets of dance out in the rain in a joyous romp around town sorta way.   

     But in the damn it I'm carrying groceries and the paper bags are all wet cause its raining so dang hard and now they're ripping and now my oranges are all other the street and in an attempt to pick them up a car drove by and splashed me right in the face with water that I'm pretty sure was just used to clean off my neighbors porch whose dogs goes to the bathroom on and that water is now in my mouth and right ear and im probs going to get some weird dog poop bacterial infection in my ear.... sorta rain.   

So I had to walk a good 15 mins in the rain and then wait another 10 min to find a taxi cause everyone else was also trying to get a taxi.  So by the time I got home at 1 a.m. I was soaked but also full of yummy food.... So lets call it a draw for the night.....

    Anyways, this is a long post, and I had way more interesting and witty things to say but instead you got this.  So stay tuned... perhaps my more interesting thoughts will make the next post (aka best and most ridiculous things about Spain.... dog poop is defiantly on the list.....)