Day after Thanksgiving, and nobody is running around like a maniac looking for Black Friday deals. Todo tranquilo, how pleasant! I was quite productive here in el País Vasco. I went to the police station to renew my visa without being completely confused, and I went to the bank. Taaaakin care of business! After a scrumptious lunch including giant white beans (feves or something), ciabotta bread (which we haven't had before), and lambchop, my host madre realized there was chocolate cake for dessert. This little commentary cracked me up:
Madre: There's only a little piece left
Me: Okay, halves.
Padre: Well I don't want any
Madre: Even if you did we wouldn't let you have any. Chocolate is ours!
And there you have it. Thanksgiving post when my padre gives me the fotos. For proof ! :]
