Monday, July 7, 2014

Spain

Well I quit my job driving a 9250 liebherr excavator (250 ton) and Cat D11 dozer and have headed to Spain to help pick grapes for Marta's Mama and Papa. 
The trip started off with a bad start with the plane company (Malaysia Airlines not going with them again) first not letting us sit next to one another, BUT LOST OUR BAG TOO.  So one week later a busted suitcase turns up at the door.


Marta has one month doing her masters in Applied Linguistics, so I thought it would be a good idea to go to the same university and do my 2nd level (A2) in speaking Espanol.  Well, I'm over half way through and I'm pulling my hair out. Going to university 5 days a week would drive anyone mad. Give me an excavator any day.

Pinchos ( Not Free )



TARTAR DE TERNERA AL VODKA SIDERIT LACTE
On a more positive note, the Spanish lifestyle suits me to a tee. At about 8:30 every night we head out bar hopping and trying as many different Spanish wines as possible and eating free tapas. The weather here is great, 38 degrees with the sunset at 11pm. So before you know it its 1am and you have to go to school at 7am.

Left: raw deer meat

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