So today has been uneventful overall so no need in going over boring details there. I do have a few things that I forgot to post from this weekend so this will be a short blog, but I didn't want to forget again.
First of all, I talked about the image of the Rooster (or translated to Cock) everywhere in Portugal. Literally, every Portuguese town/city/village had the image of the Barcelos Cock on souvenir items. I tried to take a picture of the postcard I got so hopefully you can read the legend on it.
If you click on the image, it should take you to a larger file on its own webpage. That might make it large enough to read. I really hope it does.
Also, in one of the suburbs of Lisbon I tried something I had never had before. After I finished my lunch for that day (the strawberry pastry I mentioned yesterday), some of the other students talked about this cherry liquor the had tried. It was a Euro and you got a small shot of cherry liquor in a chocolate cup. You drank the first half, and then put the rest (cup and all) in your mouth. It ended up tasting like a chocolate covered cherry! I would have bought a bottle because it came with the cups, but I didn't expect chocolate cups to survive the Spanish heat. Sorry to everyone that was dying to try it ;P
I have failed to mention this up til now, but Dr. Bracci (the civil professor not teaching me) reminds me so much of Mark Bosold! So, needless to say, I have taken a liking to Dr. Bracci lol. He is trying to help me get an internship with a Spanish company that has a project in Dallas :)
I have failed to mention this up til now, but Dr. Bracci (the civil professor not teaching me) reminds me so much of Mark Bosold! So, needless to say, I have taken a liking to Dr. Bracci lol. He is trying to help me get an internship with a Spanish company that has a project in Dallas :)
The last thing I have to write down happened tonight. I went with my host mom to the neighborhood pool earlier today. She made sure I knew where to get the key and where it was and that I can go whenever I want. At dinner, she also said I could bring friends to the pool if I wanted. My host dad looked kinda confused and then said "This is your home." Mind you, my host dad doesn't speak English save maybe one or two words at a time. To hear him say this is my home meant so much to me! Ah, I could not possibly love my host family anymore!!!
I hope everyone's week is good (now that its half over!) and that the end of the week goes good too. I love and miss everyone!
durn heat! i would have loved to try that chocolate/cherry thing...chocolate covered cherries are a Christmas tradition in my family
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