Sofia Somewhere

I've gotten back into the rhythm of life here. When I arrived back from Milan, I had an intensive Spanish course that started the next day. I was busy with that plus the final essay I had to write for one of my courses. That took up about all of my time, and for two weeks I was always busy writing or studying. One weekend, I went with some girls from Larrabide to a small town on the outskirts of Pamplona. It was less than half an hour away, and there were nine of us to be living together. It was called a Convivencia de Estudio. Being away from the city and in a more studious atmosphere helped me study and concentrate, and I was able to write most of my paper here. The next week I had a short vacation before classes were to start again. Last weekend I visited my cousins in Barcelona. I left Pamplona Friday morning and arrived in Barcelona in the afternoon. I had a late lunch then went to watch my cousin Maya's dance show. She dances Contemporary, and it was a good show. Afterwar

This is way overdue, but no excuses, I'll just get right to it. I've had quite a crazy holiday, filled with Spanish Christmas traditions and delayed train rides in Italy. I left Pamplona on the 19th, and took the bus to Barcelona. It was a long bus ride and I arrived at around midnight. My cousin Maya picked me up and we took the taxi to their new apartment. It was much bigger than their old one, and really nice. The next day I spent with Julie. Day being around 5pm. I woke up at about 11, and my cousins, who love to sleep even more than me, woke up even later. We had breakfast, then they started cleaning up the apartment since their mom would be coming later in the evening. After cleaning up and showering we had lunch, and then we went out to start our "day". I helped Julie with last minute Christmas shopping for our cousins back in the Philippies. Barcelona was steaming with people, but instead of disgruntled and harassed shoppers, it was much nicer in t