NH Puerta de la Catedral
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- Drycleaning onsite
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Tennis Court
- Room service
- Non-smoking rooms
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... These people did not speak a lick of English and Dina managed to find out where we were. However this old couple were the most lovely people and decided to give us recommendations on where to go and exactly where to go and ask us where we were from and how long Dina had been learning Spanish. For the most part Dina was able to converse with the couple and she had the biggest smile on her face whilst doing it. I was surprisingly able to understand what they ...
This week has been pretty well so far, I am feeling a lot better so that is good. I have been busy lately so haven't had time to blog every day. Monday night we had the exchange, not very many people there though since the weather is getting colder. On Tuesday night I went to the mall with some Spanish friends and then back to their house for a little bit. I now know if I ...
Every morning here is pretty much normal. I had two classes today, conversation at 9 and language at 11. Charo was sick today so we had a substitute professor who was difficult to understand. He gave us this really hard article and told us to interpret it and write down the principal ideas. It was basically busy work since Charo wasn't here today. We worked on that the whole class and it seemed like the longest ...
... and trapsed through lots of shops, most of them very pokey. I met Libby at 8pm in the plaza. We wandered around and eventually found a cafe to sit at to get dinner. The one we picked had tapas, including dessert, so we went straight for dessert. Libby had a white chocolate soup, looked very good. The World Cup semi final between Argentina and the Netherlands, started just before 10. Lots of tvs had been set up around the plaza and people came ...
... with my host family. When I got out of the bus with everyone else, all the families were waiting on the front steps of the building. I was afraid to even glance towards the crowd. Rodrigo called my name first and introduced me to Ambrosio, the father of my host family. He was so sweet and kissed both of my cheeks (a custom of greeting in Spain). He told me he and his wife had been taking in study abroad students for many years and had thousands of students.