I forgot to say that I figured out what mi madre had been doing last weekend when she left and we had no idea where she was going. She went to el campo to kill a pig. I´m almost positive because we keep having different parts of ¨la misma cerda¨, which is really quite curious if you ask me. I told her I have eaten more pork in Spain in the last two weeks than I have in my entire life and she told me that she´s glad I´m enjoying it so much. That´s not what I said, but I guess I´m glad that she´s glad.
Also, my title from the last blog refers to the muffin that I eat every day during historia to fend off the hunger, (the second half of my small, buttery, zero-nutrient-containing breakfast) which is lovingly referred to as dank muff. However, Maika told us yesterday that in Spain it is rude to eat in class, so even the dank muff is now out. Mornings are not a fun time for me.
Vamos de fiesta esta noche y a Segovia manana.
Hasta luego, Amanda
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