Well it's just another martes here in Donostia. The cool thing about being abroad is that American holidays are null. In some cases they are catching on slowly, like Halloween, but overall they are too busy celebrating their own holidays to mind the American ones. I don't mind Valentine's Day, but it is a nice change to not have to deal with people sulking or overyhyping it. There is a similar holiday celebrated only in Catalunya: St Jordi's Day. They give books and flowers to loved ones (and hopefully chocolate). What's more is the Basques are stereotypically inexpressive folks who keep to themselves. As my professor was explaining, it's almost awkward for them to say
Maite zaitut--I love you. As always, interesting cultural differences.
Tomorrow is my first day teaching. It will be at a Jesuit school (what a coincidence!) with 15- and 16-year-olds, so apparently they have a good grasp of the language already. Excellent. Not doing anything on Wednesdays was nice while it lasted; I'm sure it'll be a positive experience.
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| Foto by Atún, in Zumaia |
