I returned from Uclés yesterday just after midnight. I was sad to go, but happy to sleep in my own bedroom, which, as far as I know, has yet to become haunted.
This was the last of camp of the summer, which made me a little nostalgic. I worked for this company for 6 weeks, and had one of the best summers of my life. I learned a lot, and I got to do a lot of things that I didn't think I would ever do.
I lived in a tiny mountain town in the Pyrenees, and on the plains of La Mancha.
I taught my own class for over 100 hours, and what's more, actually became a good teacher (if I may say so myself).
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| Notes from my kids at Uclés |
Celebrated the 4th of July in a Catalán pueblo
Made great friends, Spanish, American, Scottish, English... and stayed out til dawn with all of them.
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| Cookie/Galleta, one of the monitors that was at Pyrenees and Uclés with us. |
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| Teachers at the town festival of Uclés |
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| Teachers at the bar in Bellver
Learned how to cut a ham leg.
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| I'm practically a pro now |
Ate world class food at the Fonda, and over-salted mystery meat at the monastery.
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| Fried chicken in Uclés, one of the nights we managed to escape the horrible food |
Explored a haunted monastery, and didn't get much sleep in the process.
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| I think I was more scared after the terror night than the kids were! |
Went shopping and spa-ing in one of the smallest countries in Europe.
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| Andorra |
Played football with Chelsea players.
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| Chelsea boys, Ian and Sory |
Hiked to an old wind mill in the land of Don Quixote and watched the sunset.
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| The exotic life of a DOS in the Pyrenees...vacuuming the grass/cleaning up after the lipdub |
Met a group of Spanish children that made me think that this country is gonna make it out of this crisis.
The only problem is that the more I see of Spain, the more I wonder how I'm ever going to leave it (but that's a different post for a different time).
Originally published 8.27.11
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