On my last night with my parents, I took them to an Italian restaurant. The food was absolutely wonderful! My mom out ordered all of us by a landslide. Her pasta dish was ravioli stuffed with truffles in a gorgonzola and walnut sauce. It was devine. We also ordered a salad that was mixed greens with goat cheese, pine nuts and olives. I was so happy to be eating something other than ice burg lettuce. My mom was a little sad that the goat cheese was fried, but everything is fried in Spain so it was not really a super surprise for me.
After our wonderful dinner I went back to the hotel with my parents. We hung out in the room for while. I was trying not to think about saying goodbye to them tomorrow, but I knew it was coming.
The following morning we ate breakfast at the hotel. We were the only ones at breakfast, so we had the entire buffet to ourselves. After breakfast I showed my parents the Huerto de Calixta y Melibea. A huerto is an enclosed garden. This garden was named after a famous Spanish legend, Calixta y Melibea. The huerto was pretty with all the flowers beginning to bloom and we could see the river and the city stretched out before us. We left the huerto and headed back to the hotel to get our stuff and check out. I had class at 11 so my parents walked me to class to say goodbye. Saying goodbye was so hard. All I really wanted to do was go home with them. Instead I was stuck in Spain for another month.
Overall I think my parents really enjoyed Spain. The trip to Andalusia was amazing, and I am so glad they got to go into Alhambra after all the confusion we had dealing with reservations and tickets. I am also really happy that they got to see my life in Spain. My mom really liked my Madre. She agreed that our room is the size of a matchbox, and our Madre cooks way too much food for us but she thought we were very well taken care off. My parents loved Salamanca too and thought it was just the right size city for studying abroad. It was wonderful seeing my parents, but saying goodbye just made me want to go home even more. As much as I have loved being in Spain (and some days I really hated being here), it has made me realize that there is no place like home and being with your family. Only one month left. Only 10 more days of classes, ten days in Italy, one week for exams, and then I am outa here!!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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