Working hard here, mum!

Each Tuesday we get educated about the ins and outs of the Basque Country, this also includes ten minutes of Euskera(Basque). It's quite interresting realy, and if people hear that you bother to speak some words they appreciate it a lot! Oke, we're absolutely unable to have a conversation but I can say ‘kaitxo, zer moduz?’, order ’sagardo bat’ in a bar and some more basic stuff.. Maybe I should do more Euskera classes, but I'm unsure if I'll ever use it after I leave the country, that's why I'm studying some Spanish here in town.

Spanish might help me out just a bit more in the future and is A LOT easier to learn. As I was saying, I went to my language school in Arrasate to see if I hadn’t missed out on too much, and if I could still know what they were talking about. But what happened? My professor appeared to be sick at home.. Bummer! I was kind of looking forward to get started again, and I didn’t feel like waiting for him to get better.

The guy who told me though, happened to be the teacher for the higher level class (I started at level one, cause I hadn’t ever had Spanish lessons). He told me that I could have a trie in the second level class if i wanted.

And it was brilliant! The level was higher than in my other class, but in the end I went home with a more satisfied feeling than before..

Just one of those days...

Since the end of August, we have done a lot of traditional jaiak, Basque parties. Because I love them in every way, I wanted to introduce my visiting Dutch friends to one. Just too bad for us, I couldn't find any.. Therefore, we had to somehow create our own fun. No problemo! We were happy to see each other and we had enough gun to catch up, so creating our own, perhaps less traditional, party was to be a good choise.

After an awesome day in Donostia (sights, pintxos, cider and txakoli), we headed for Arrasate to spend our last night together. Unfortunatley, the calendar said it was Monday. and what can you possibly do on a Monday?!

All our Basque lagunak(friends) were panikcing over deadlines, so we invited our Erasmus friends. Cause Erasmus people aren’t known for having the tightest schedule, as I experience myself! But as the mood was kind of weird the whole weekend, we decided to thematize the party as a dress-up-as-dumb-as you-can-party. Great fun, most people showed up, and they had even bothered to put on something stupid.

Somehow people loosen up a bit when they dress up, as if they can hide behind a different personality. They act, and that can be for the good. Everyone was dancing to my wacky, fast Romanian music and having such a great time!

My Dutch friends and I made us some dinner at two o’clock at night to keep the energy level steady for some more fun, and it worked. We ended the festivities around 6, cause we figured our neighbours would like to have a peaceful breakfast. Still wonder if they managed to sleep at all that night..

In respect for my friends I chose not to post any pictures of this night, since it might do damage to their future career