On Saturday, with both flatmates gone for the day, I faced a lonely day of iplayer and biscuits. However, I decided this was not the time for moping - I'm on my year abroad for goodness' sake - and so, after quite a lot of biscuits, I went out for a walk!
Luckily for me, the faculty building in which I have all of my classes is found in the Historic Centre of the city.
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| This is a mere couple of hundred metres from my University building. The wall on the left is the outer wall of the Historic Centre. |
It is so easy to walk five minutes away from "uni" and find yourself next to a beautiful building or some sort of stunning view.
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| Patio de los Naranjos |
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| El Puente Romano |
On my walk I realised I've developed a new...hobby. Now don't judge me - I realise it sounds a little strange - but I've become fascinated by the Spanish children! They are always well dressed here, laughing and playing all the time and, believe me, a Spanish accent on a three year-old is just adorable. I may be wearing rosa-tinted spectacles but you just don't seem to see any bratty kids screaming whilst tugging on the arm of a worn-out, bedraggled looking parent - a sight I feel I've become too familiar with in England.
Oh, and I've also taken some photos of them. Like I said, please don't judge. If you imagine it's a fun project of mine it's really not that weird at all...
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| He jumped out at her soon after this photo. She didn't flinch one bit. |
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| Part of the African Cinema Festival which is happening here at the moment. This man was telling what sounded like a fascinating story - the kids were enraptured. |
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