After a two week hiatus, I went for a bike ride today along the coast. My thoughts while riding: 

 - Arm warmers are the best invention ever, even if mine are way too big, thanks Sam.

 - My legs no longer feel strong and mighty like they did two weeks ago. Now they feel more like rubbery pulpo, mmmm, I’m hungry, I want pulpo.

 - Why is there headwind on the way there and the way back?

 - I’m going to miss this place.

This is how most bike paths end in Galicia…abruptly. 

This is how most bike paths end in Galicia…abruptly. 

While playing a game with my 6 year old student…

Me: Ok, now show me where the pillow is. 

Student: Mi pelo!? (Points to his hair)

Me: No, not your hair. The pillow. 

Student: Pillow? Oh, hello!

Me: No not hello, pillow. 

Student: Hello?! Goodbye.

Today during a private class with my 8 year old student…

Student: Mi madre me dijo que tengo piojos. 

Bridget: No entiendo la palabra “piojos?”

Student: Son insectos que viven en el pelo.

Bridget: And now I know the word for lice. Great. 

He did it! Sam walked 400+ miles along the Camino del Norte. He arrived smelling like he had just walked 400+ miles so we promptly washed his clothes and spent the weekend celebrating! Couldn’t have had a better weekend with my fellow american, bike & builder, and all around great friend!

He did it! Sam walked 400+ miles along the Camino del Norte. He arrived smelling like he had just walked 400+ miles so we promptly washed his clothes and spent the weekend celebrating! Couldn’t have had a better weekend with my fellow american, bike & builder, and all around great friend!

Things that make me scratch my head in Spain:
1. When I go to the print shop on Sunday which is open for a span of 2 hours and I ask them to print something and they say, “Oh we don’t print on Sundays.” THEN WHY ARE YOU OPEN AND STANDING NEXT TO A PRINTER!? 
2. When it’s a beautiful sunny day and my friends and I go to a restaurant with a patio and we ask for the menu of the day and they tell us we can only eat the menu of the day inside. We can have tapas and raciones outside but not the menu. 
3. When my friends pipe is leaking so badly that water has built up under the wood floor panels yet a plumber cannot come on Friday because it’s a holiday nor can he come during the weekend because obviously plumbers don’t work on weekends when apparently all plumbing problems cease to exist.

Things that make me scratch my head in Spain:

1. When I go to the print shop on Sunday which is open for a span of 2 hours and I ask them to print something and they say, “Oh we don’t print on Sundays.” THEN WHY ARE YOU OPEN AND STANDING NEXT TO A PRINTER!? 

2. When it’s a beautiful sunny day and my friends and I go to a restaurant with a patio and we ask for the menu of the day and they tell us we can only eat the menu of the day inside. We can have tapas and raciones outside but not the menu. 

3. When my friends pipe is leaking so badly that water has built up under the wood floor panels yet a plumber cannot come on Friday because it’s a holiday nor can he come during the weekend because obviously plumbers don’t work on weekends when apparently all plumbing problems cease to exist.

Things students say

Student: Bridget, I have a dodo. (“Doubt” in spanish is “duda” which I am 99% sure is what this student wanted to say)

While playing Taboo…

Student 1: Something, the pooh. The name before pooh!

Student 2: Winnie!

Student 1: Yes!

Me: Oh no, that card says “wine,” not Winnie. Good try!

A scary doc about all the plastic we use. After watching this I thought about everything I ate today and how almost everything came in plastic. 

Chorizo - Plastic Packaging

Frozen Peas- Plastic Packaging

Rice - Plastic Packaging

Spinach - Plastic Packaging

Greek Yogurt - Plastic Packaging

Garbanzo Beans, Red Pepper, Eggs, Orange - No plastic

I never use plastic bags and I LOATHE bottled water yet I am still consuming loads of plastic. This weeks challenge: avoiding plastic at the grocery store. Is it possible? 

Spent yesterday hiking around Dragon’s Island where I tried to avoid stepping on 1 million baby dragons and being eaten by swooping seagulls. Seriously they swooped towards my head like I was walking with bread on it. I can’t complain though, it was gorgeous. 

Puerto Andratx, Mallorca by day and by night. Simply beautiful.