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-I'm NOT a blogger. This isn't meant to intrigue your mind, to get feedback from ppl i don't know, to talk about meaningless popculture and mediocre lifestyles in an attempt to seem deep. THIS is a life recollection of my 3 month vay-cay in Spain before I sell my soul to corporate America (figuratively of course). It's main points are to keep the ppl who care updated on my adventures and shenanigans and give the American Consulate a starting point should I disappear- Enjoy.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Day 22

sausage anyone?

What. A. Weekend.

I don't really want to write too much. The pictures pretty much speak for themselves but I will preface the weekend with this brief disclaimer:

"The content of this post is not suitable for children. If you are currently pregnant, easily moved to sickness, or sensitive to animal cruelty you are advised to scroll past the next few groups of photos as these are not for you. Please understand that the following event is prohibited by most of Spain, however, some cities somehow get away with this 'tradition.' Don't say you weren't warned."

So. The city of Navaleno host less than 1000 people and every year the celebrate an age old tradition of killing a pig and raffling off parts of pork (of a different pig). This is supposed to be a tribute to the old days when this is how you had to eat.. kill the animal, make a meal but now its become so sort of hooplah that must be shared. But first, Welcome to Navaleno!
the hotel
our room
The little one to the left tells everyone at school i'm her cousin
the 2 on the right were my roommates for the night.. i didn't get much sleep

It rained a lot of Saturday but it was still a very nice town. We stayed at the quaint little hotel and pretty much the whole family came with. Then we met the pig. His name was Rabocho. Po lil Rabocho.. didn't even know what was coming.. (SN: apparently the black pigs are the good meat so somebody was about to come up!)


part 1: name the pig
part 2: prep the fire to "clean the hair off"

step 3: hold him down, stab the stomach and collect the blood for some sort of "soup"?
oh yeah, it's alive, by the way.. and screaming
Step 4: freak out... then turn away. but this wasn't much of a better view
s/n: this is how they make sausage in case you were wondering

Step 5: drink a lil bit.
Step 6: clean/burn off the hair..ps. it was still squirming at this point..
Step 7: Finish the drill..
hang it to dry? then eat pork.. needless to say, i had fish for lunch and beef for dinner..
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OK it gets a lot LESS gruesome from here.. be glad blogspot would let me upload the video.. smh

ok so after lunch, we went out for drinks and kareoke:
It started off harmless enough..
Then they started to drink..
Then it was my turn.. They played "time of my life" from Dirty Dancing.. and thats my jam
..i may have gotten carried away #kanyeshrug. believe it or not, i was very sober.. haha.

Jorge got a bit camera happy now that he's taking a class. I had to lay down the law. This is my "HEY, get that camera out my face" face..


Then bar dinner and bar #2.. after that, i was exhausted so I stayed with the children while they adults went back out for round 3.. those crazy kids haha
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THEN ON SUNDAY... as everyone recovered from their hangovers.. we went hiking. prepare for a plethora of loveliness.

at the top..

at the bottom: (no worries.. i didnt actually hike DOWN this part, thank God)


so after allllll this.. i came home, showered, and crashed.. Most of my body was pretty achy. then school this morning. Needless, to say, my body is still recovering from the over exertion. I'm not sure how much good I was today at the school.. Anyway, teaching English is tricky because they are learning British English which is quite different from American English. I'll make it up to them on Thursday. OH and one of my teachers broke her shoulder skiing...remind me never to try that. smh

In the meantime, I shall munch on my girl scout cookies (the thin mints anyway seeing how none of the others managed to make it here...) and read up on how to put in my own perm. But don't worry, I'm only doing the edges.

till next time.

Peace.love.and rockets.

.autumn.

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