Semana Santa

The first two days of Semana Santa, I went into Málaga to watch and learn more about the processions. The culture of it all and the environment really is quite interesting to learn about and watch. I was surrounded by spaniards with a few different accents which made it hard to listen to the conversations. Two girls were from Cordoba and a couple was from Málaga. They are quite different. It is like two people from Cinci and two from Kentucky. For a foreigner, I was quite confused at times but they were sweet to repeat themselves. I stayed with a friend in Torremolinos so I could get out of Fuengirola a bit. Asún y Sol were quite hospitable and I loved staying with them.
The next night my spanish chico came over and we went out to a Danish party. So we were speaking english, danish, and spanish at the party. It reminded me of our (Milda´s y yo) parties with lots of foreigners and all types of different languages. I loved it. We went out all together for a night on the town after sipping on sangria and eating the fruit that was soaking in it. It was quite fun but we went to the same place we always go to-TRAMPS! Its a local bar that we always go to. Its a bit old but we seem to end up there anyways. Im excited to change the environment soon which will happen with summer....i believe its here.
I went over to Malaga with mi chico español and spent a relaxing night with him after running a 14 Kilometers without eating properly. My sugar level dropped and I couldnt function to do anything. I think my spanish is improving after spending some time with mi chico but I hope it improves more. The next four days, mi chico took me up to Antequera where I met his family and friends. I was so nervous. I have never met parents or family of a boyfriend before. I passed with flying colors...they liked me! This is what I was worried about...Anyways, we went camping, had tons of fun. I watched the spaniards dance and be crazy with songs that they listened to from their childhood. I was lost in translation. It was interesting and I enjoyed every moment of it. We spent some time with his family, on Easter and it wasn´t as hard. I always get so emotional on holidays but being around a family and lots of people made it easier. I noticed my spanish was worse because I was emotional. I had a really good week up there in Antequera. We went out for the night as well and Tomás taught me a few more salsa moves. I love when we dance together, everyone watches. Its awesome. I am living my dream daily. I will head off to Barcelona for the weekend and then to Torox, a small white town next to Nerja, my favorite Andalucian city where the beaches are so awesome.