The Weekend in Espana

As my friend once said, Life is very simple here in Spain. We have three day weekends, we don't do our own laundry, and we have no jobs, no club meetings, no band rehearsals. On Friday I slept in, and then worked on some homework and went for a jog in the park. In the afternoon, we went to a cafe, where I tested some Spanish cafe con leche, or coffee with milk. Then we traveled to the center for the Spanish movie, which was weird, like always. Isabel's niece came over to spend the night and for dinner. She is seven and has really blond hair.
On Saturday it was raining but I persevered and put on my rain boots and went for a walk around Triana, the neighborhood next to ours. We had some really good double desserts, like chocolate ice cream and home made pudding, thanks to the presence of Carmen, the niece. Later that night, we went out on the town and ended up meeting tons of kids from our program all on the same street.
For the past three days I have gone every day to the Park of Maria Louisa. This is the world fair park and it is so huge, I cannot comprehend it. It's like a mad jungle, and I have gotten lost. On the other side of this Park is the Plaza de Espana, the giant Arab defensive structure. It is under construction, but it is still the most beautiful thing I have seen in Europe. I sat there and read on Thursday and being inside of it is just overwhelming. I think I will be amazed every time that I go.