Donostia de nuevo

This past week I decided to take a little trip to Donostia before work started,  bringing my best friend along. Since she hasn't been there in over a decade, I took her to all of the fundamental tourist sites. Not that I minded. We did a lot of walking-- especially compared to my very stationary American life two weeks ago. We walked the length of La Concha beach a few times; saw los Peines del Viento (windcombs sculpture); took the funicular up Mt Igeldo for a picturesque view; trekked to the fort on Mt Urgull; did a 7km hike from Mt Ulia to the neighboring port town of Pasaia; and spent some time sunbathing on the beach (which seems surreal since now in Lugo a jacket and pants are necessary). Not bad for only three days! We also saw a film at the San Sebastián Film Festival, and a concert by one of my anaia's bands.

Speaking of anaia (brother), we stayed with my host family aka the best family in Donostia! My madre made us lentils even though she hates them because they're my favorite. We really enjoyed getting home-cooked meals rather than eating out all the time, as usually happens when travelling. Plus it was nice to catch up with the family, who I haven't seen since Christmas. They already invited me for this Christmas, so happily there will be less time between visits.

Ha vuelto la dueña

Back in Lugo and it feels glorious! I had a sickness-free, 24-hour journey to get here, and for that I am grateful. The 3 best friends that anyone could have were at the bus station to welcome me. The first night back was surreal. Of course I was out of it from barely sleeping, but on top of that being with darling people I hadn't seen in months made me feel like I was dreaming! I am currently staying in my friend's house, and excitingly WE'VE ALREADY FOUND A PISO! Yujuuuu! More on that another time.

Last night was our first night out again in this little city we know so well. It started with a punk rock concert--Spanish covers of which I knew a few. Sweet! I have a feeling (and the expectation) that this year will be full of live music. Well, at least through October! Afterwards we went to some of our "old haunts," and in surprising yet typical Spanish fashion, arrived home around 6:30 AM. Bien se vive!

In other news, kids have been singing and clapping (estilo andaluz) outside for HOURS. It's midnight now, and it appears they've finally decided to move along.