Thursday, 3 July 2014

June 30, 2014, SeƱora Flamenco, Cynthia Brooks



Today was the big day.  The long awaited, much practiced for, Flamenco recital that Cindy was participating in.  CB has been taking flamenco dance lessons since last February.   she has really enjoyed classes and has made some friends in the process.
The show took place at 12 noon sunday.  There were about 40 performers, including some very talented guitarists.  I think they performed around 12 dances.


Cindy, Corri, and CB's flamenco teacher
You may remember that I am a gigantic fan of flamenco and the guitars accompanying it.  I have only seen professional performances up till now.  an amateur performance was an eye opener.  Addmitedly they may have lagged behind the skill level of the pros, but the determination and passion that the beginners put into their dancing made up for their lack of experience.  I have never known a flamenco show that I did not like, and this was no exception.  It was fantastic.  the dancers were workin' it and the crowd was supportive as only Spaniards can be.  I do not know who had more fun the performers or the audience.  At the end of the show half the audience ended up on stage dancing with the performers.








at the end of the show half the audience was on stage with the performers.  Corrinne is in that crowd somewere

A fitting end to our stay in Spain.  we leave Barcelona for the last time tomorrow.





Wednesday, 2 July 2014

June 25, 2014 CB's Birthday, Madrid



The royal palace in Madrid where king Felipe and family live in 2800 rooms

all she wanted for her birthday lunch was a calamari sandwich
From the jumping devils town we traveled four hours south to Madrid, the capital of Spain. a very large, sprawling city with wide streets and large majestic buildings.  we visited two of the most famous museums in Europe, The Prado museum, and the Sophia Reina (queen's).  The feel of Madrid is very laid back compared to Barcelona.  It reminded me a lot of Los Angeles, if LA had 500 year old buildings and a Palace where the King and Queen of Spain lived.  Last thursday the Ex-King of Spain abdicated and turned over the Kingdom to his son, the new King, Felipe.  We missed the coronation celebration by one week. The ex king is well respected in Spain.  in 1976, upon the death of the dictator Franco, the king was expected to step in and continue the dictatorship.  Instead he insisted that Spain become a modern democracy, then he made it happen.  The Royals in Spain, much like England, are figure-heads of tradition, supported by the people. We spent a fun three days in Madrid, visiting museums, walking and riding bikes in the large Retiro park in the middle of the city, and seeing other sites.
Cindy's birthday was on the 25th,  we celebrated by going to a  Spanish opera "Zarzuela" and a nice dinner afterwords.
When we decided to spend this year abroad, Madrid was seriously considered as a place to live, so we were happy to have the opportunity to visit the city that could have been.  In the end, we made the correct call locating ourselves in Barcelona.

the famous Prado museum  (not Prada, there are no hand bags in there)

Madridians claim Madrid is the largest, bestest, and greatest in spain.  this is their post office.

they claim this is the oldest bookstore in Europe. 

















and this is the oldest door 



Tuesday, 1 July 2014

June 23, 2014 El Colacho (baby jumping)




In my last blog I mentioned that we were going road tripping to see some priest jump over babies.  Well i was mistaken. No priest jumped babies.  The devils did all the jumping.
We traveled north west from barcelona to the very small town of Castrillo de Minerva, population 500.  This town hosts a festival once a year called "El Colacho" (baby jumping) on the first Sunday after Corpus Christi.  The mysterious black clad Brotherhood of Santisimo de Minerva has put on the event every year since 1620.  The "brotherhood" parade thru town to the beat of a big drum, led by a member dressed as the devil.  The devil chases townsfolk  and whips them with his whip. It does not hurt much.  The devil spends most of his time chasing children who tease and  taunt him then run screaming  for the hills when they get his attention.  They all have a great time and  a lot of local wine is involved.  They do this parade around town once an hour, with a two hour siesta break at 2 pm.   At 6 pm the whole town meets in the church at the top of the town, much beating of loud drums and genuflecting followed by a procession down to the town square.  Meanwhile, mattresses have been layed out in the town square and all babies born in the last year are put on the mattresses.  When the procession reaches the square the devils proceed to jump over the babies.  The belief is that the devil, while passing over the baby, draws "original sin" from the babies, because all sin would, of course, follow the devil. After the devil does his leaping, the priest follows with the eucurist and blessing.  Its all very festive and fun, however, it must be pointed out that this type of baptism is not sanctioned by the Catholic church.  Church officials, including  Francis,  do not approve of the ritual, insisting that baptism with holy water is the is the only way to achieve purification in the eyes of God.  Regardless, these babies and their families felt purified. And everyone continues the festivities to the wee hours.

represents all babies of the world

Brotherhood of Santisimo de Minerva








el diablo


here come the devils
the babies are ready


and the jumping begins, some babies fight the purification






We returned to our peaceful Camino Pension in the middle of some wheat fields.  CB had a glass of wine and I asked for a gin tonic. The young lady proceeded to pour me a very full glass of gin and said they were out of tonic. I never want to offend the locals, so i drank it. Whats a fellow to do. I
I'm pretty sure we had us a lovely evening.


Friday, 20 June 2014

update june 16, 2014


Barcelona Spain
santa caterina market, barcelona spain
 I have not been too motivated to blog lately because in the last few months we have hardly left the country.  But, we are coming to the end of our stay here in Barcelona so I thought I would try and catch everyone up on our lives, if interested.
since our trip to Ireland in April we have been been doing a lot of local traveling.  we spent a very nice weekend in a small, ancient, French port city of Collioure just over the border of Spain.  it was a beautiful little town on the water, with (of course) an old castle/fort protecting the port.   our little pension had a balcony overlooking the Mediterranean.  hard to beat that.



corri learning to skip rocks






















on the way back down the coast of north/east Spain we stopped for a night in Costa Brava to hang out with friends,  the family Swifts.  The Swifts were there taking a scuba certification course because they have plans to scuba dive in Zanzibar this summer.  Zanzibar, go figure.   the scuba school offered an hour long intro class that we signed Corrinne up for.  not our best idea.  the class took place in a pool, 4/5 feet deep.  The teacher first talked about the necessity to always continue to breathe,  don't hold your breath or you could damage your lungs.  all corrinne heard was, what we got her involved in could hurt her lungs (she wants to have healthy lungs, thats why she does not smoke).
So she was not to pleased with what we signed her up for.  to her credit she did man-up and finished the class.  she even dove to a depth of 4 feet, but then she got the heck out of there as soon as she could.


from costa brava we continued down the coast of spain toward barcelona.  about ten miles out of barcelona we stopped to fill the rental car with gas.  I always wondered what happens when you fill an unleaded fuel car with diesel fuel.  in retrospect, i should have just googled the answer.  it was a joyous end to our weekend, involving tow-trucks and taxis. lovely, lovely

The next weekend we traveled north again to the city of Girona for their annual flower festival.



























a whole city of flowers and all she wanted was to have tiny little fish eat her feet
























in the last six weeks Cindy has taken two meaningful trips to hike portions of the "Camino de Santiago," (the way of Saint James).  The CdS is the1600'sh mile trail that Saint James took from the coast of France to the east coast of Spain,  through forests, fields, mountains, and towns, ending in Santiago.  thousands of pilgrims walk "the way" each year.  CB walked the last week of trail with her friend Tori O'Malley from the states.  then a few weeks later , with friends from barcelona, she walked the first week of the trail, which started in France.   walking "the way" can be a spiritual experience that touches people in different ways. Cindy really enjoyed these hikes and has every intention to come back to spain and do other parts of the trail.























meanwhile back in barcelona CB continues her flamenco dance lessons in preparation for her class dance recital june 30th (all are welcome), Corrinne continues to flourish at the international school, and me, i'm still doing a lot of reading, hanging at bakeries and cafes, guitar lessons, sometimes I dance in public with my wife.



sometimes we just hang out in front of yummy bakerys

sometimes we just walk around

in May, while CB was on the Camino, Corri went on a two night field trip with her class.  Overnight field trips are normal and expected in Spain, and the kids look forward to them all year.  Corrinne's class went north to the border of France.   They did a bit of hiking into France and back to Spain, zip-lined, stayed in hotels, had buffet meals, and disco partied into the wee-hours.  all returned safe-and-sound.
Corrinne and two friends, Nadia and Elli, were team # 9, competing in the annual science fair.  They won First Place with their entry "Uh-Oh, Oil Spills." They researched,  and determined the best way to remove car oil from salt water (Ocean water), then presented their conclusions verbally to the judges.  they even worked in an oil-spill song at the end of the presentation.  how can you lose when you sing to the judge?  it was a big, proud day for the girls.


Corrinne also participated in her Spanish class play.  She was the narrator in a modern version of Cinderella.  the whole play was in Spanish.  I am sure of it because I did not understand a word of it.
she, and all the kids did great.  She came out 7 or 8 times and delivered her lines perfectly. I can not believe the amount of spanish she has absorbed in just one year.  I do get a little tired of her correcting my Spanish though.



































Two weeks ago, Corrinne and I hopped a train to San Sabastian.  A small coastal town on the north/west coast of Spain.  We stopped in Pamplona for 4 minutes to pick up Cindy who had, the day before, ended her second hike on the Camino in Pamplona.  Then we all continued to San Sabation to meet up with my brother Tom and family and their friends, the Conways.  Tom and his group were starting a three week trip through Spain, Portugal, and Morocco.  San Sebastion is a fun, famous, foodie town with great weather and great beaches, and therefore, popular and crowded.  I have never seen such a crowded beach, but the water was great, and the waves were the perfect size for corrinne so we had a great weekend.  It was fun hanging with the Hobans and the Conways.  Currently they should be in Portugal sipping port.


the boardwalk


san sebastian tapas




Corrinne and four of her girl friends from school call themselves the “C NAME” club (Corrinne, Nadia, Annika, Margaux, Ellie).  The C NAME club had a sleep-over Friday night at our place that started with a treasure hunt from school, and ended with pancakes Saturday morning.  The girls had a blast and they will remember each other the rest of their lives.






Today Corrinne graduated from elementary school.  They had a fantastic graduation ceremony where every fifth grader stood up and did a 60 second speech to their classmates and parents.  they were all very nervous, but not one of them faltered.  amazing the poise these kids had.  fifth graders have come a long way since I was eleven.   Congrats to Corrinne and all her classmates.

And so we near the end of my life of leisure. But not quite yet.  Next week we are off to Madrid.  Before Madrid we stop in Burgos to watch a very obscure ceremony where priests jump over babies (more to come on that, I have to see it first).  From Madrid we return to Barcelona for Cindy's dance recital (all invited), and our last few days in Barcelona.  it is going to be very sad to say goodbye to our home of the last year.  I am ready to go, but not ready to return to reality.  what I would really like to do is go live in Rome for a while.  
From Barcelona we are off to the island of Sardinia, Italy for a week (kayaking and white donkeys).  Then to London to see brother Ed and family where niece Kami’s soccer team is playing.  Then to Boston USA to visit friends, the family Barnards.  On July 14, 2014 we fly southwest air back to long beach.  we will see how long that lasts.

Meanwhile, She keeps growing