The Postal Service

I have a dirty little secret. My secret makes me feel a tad ashamed and guilty, but mostly elated. I’ve discovered that any shows on la tele (tv) here that were originally in English but dubbed in Spanish can be switched back to the original English audio via the remote control! All week I listen to Spanish t.v. and practice my listening…but on the weekends when my roommate is gone, I get my English on.

As a result of craving a little English in my salón (living room), I have been watching the most ridiculous programs. This weekend I caught the 90s MK & A classic “Billboard Dad”, one absurd Nora Robert’s made-for-tv movie “Midnight on the Bayou”, and several episodes of “Smallville”, a show which I really really don’t like. I’m greedy for the sound of English, doesn’t matter how I get my fix.

Don’t worry, I also peppered in several outings with friends, a bit of cleaning, a little studying of Spanish vocabulary (*cuchara! fregar!), and some wonderful chats with friends and family.

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I haven’t been posting photos because my internet is so slow that it takes about 30 minutes/photo. I’ll try to upload and post a snippet here and there.

When I moved into my piso (apartment) and began to try to make it feel more like home, I was distressed at where to display the many photos I brought from home. I didn’t want to stick tape on the walls and risk peeling off all the paint. Then I got crafty. My closet doors are slated and so I decided to tie lengths of yarn vertically on each of the four doors and then I bought super-mini clothespins to secure each photo to the yarn. It’s not a gorgeous display, but I was pretty proud of what I came up with.

I received my first piece of mail from a dear friend Ali last week. I finally secured a mail key from my landlord and I was so excited that there was already something waiting inside the buzón (mailbox) for me. I immediately decided I wanted to display my mail as well, mainly because Ali’s stationary was so pretty. So now I’ve added this string for mail!

Speaking of mail, would you like to send me some? I had several friends request my address before I left for Spain, but of course I didn’t have one yet. I’ve since lost track of who asked. So, if you would like my address in case you feel inspired to send me a piece of happy mail, please leave a comment here or email me.

...If you send me mail, it'll go on the pretty yarn display! But that's totally not a bribe.

...If you send me mail, I'll love you forever and maybe give you chocolate! That's a bribe.

*spoon! to mop!