Today was an interesting day because we had (part of) our class outside. Although we were studying Spanish language in Spain, I felt as if I was missing out on exploring the city and experiencing Spanish culture – myself and my fellow 305 classmates definitely considered Rafa’s internet cafe, Second Home, as our second home (pun intended), but we spent most of the afternoons inside with our homework instead of enjoying the wonderful weather. I definitely enjoyed having class outside, even if it was for a lecture.
Today’s homework was to read the text Lazarillo de Tormes, a novel published anonymously “for its heretical content”, according to the Wikipedia article. For part of our class lecture professor Lomas had us divide ourselves into groups and choose a scene to perform. She decided that being on-location would be better for our ‘acting needs’, so we took a short walk to the Puente Romano (or Roman bridge). My group performed the scene where the blind beggar teaches Lazarillo a lesson by bashing his head against the statue of a bull – the actual bull is located at the entrance of the bridge, so it was pretty cool to be using an actual piece of history as a prop.
Today was also the last day of CC President Jill Tiefenthaler’s stay at Salamanca. To celebrate her visit, Kathy hosted a small fiesta at the internet cafe complete with Alejandro’s sushi (made with either seafood, cured meats, or vegetables, so there’s enough choices for everyone!) and champagne. I think one of the funniest parts of the fiesta was when Owen tried the champagne – he said that he didn’t like the taste and couldn’t understand why everyone else seemed to like it. I believe the common response was “wait till you’re older”.
After the scrumptious meal, we followed Kathy to her “secret place” – according to her, the best spot in Salamanca to view the firework celebration! The fireworks weren’t actually for Jill’s despedida (aka “going away party”). Rather, they were to celebrate the fiesta de San Juan de Salamanca. Along the way there our group got separated from the rest of the students – Owen being part of that group. I was able to take several pictures of the fireworks display (even with the huge crowds and bad angle), which came out quite nicely if I do say so myself!
On the way back to Rafa’s cafe (to meet up with the others), we were able to contact one of the students, who told Jill that Owen was with them. We all met up and several of us decided to go out and have a great night, but it was after midnight and I was definitely tired so I decided to head back home and call it an early night (or morning, as the case may be).