Yesterday marked our one year anniversary of moving to Spain. It's our "Spainiversary" weekend!
taken about 1 year ago in Arcos de la Frontera, Spain
I took a break from the blog due to the rigors of the past year, but lately I've been really missing it. I find myself "writing" blog posts in my head or taking a photo "for the blog," even though I haven't written for months. Now that we are a little more settled and have a routine, I'd like to start back up with the blog - mostly for myself - in order to chronicle our lives in Spain and record life moments of the girls as they grow.
When friends ask me about moving so often to new places, I usually comment that it takes a full year to really feel like a place is home. I can say that's definitely true for this move. Rota has become our home and I find myself feeling more relaxed and settled with each passing day. With time, Spain has become more and more familiar and making friends has helped tremendously. There are some absolutely wonderful things about living in Spain. Some of my favorites so far:
- Family is number 1 here. Kids are included in everything, late dinners out (including the bars, which really aren't like bars in the US), holiday trips away, performances, you name it. Children are praised, cherished, and included in all aspects of life. Grandparents are often seen toting around their grandkids to and from school. Businesses may decide not to open because the owner's brother happens to have a birthday that day. It is clearly a family-oriented society here.
- Living so close to the beach and most other things. During the off season, we take walks to the beach quite a bit. It's only a 7 minute walk, at most, and we are able to see the most colorful sunsets in the evenings. There is a fabulous boardwalk that winds through the trees along the coast and then leads you into downtown. Sadly, we haven't been to the beach as much over the summer since the summer tourists and blazing heat envelope our little town. I'm looking forward to the summer season ending so that we can go back to our less-crowded beach days and walks to see the sunset. In the meantime, we love not having to drive to many places in town since we can walk. If we need something from the grocery store, it's a 5 minute walk from our house. Ruby's school is across the street. Yesterday, I took a 15 minutes walk to the vet with Gunnar. Yes, we still have to drive to some places (to base, other towns, etc) but having the option to walk is awesome.
- Wine, sherry, and jamón are new staples for us. Actually we've always been wine enthusiasts, but most of our wine now comes from Spain or Portugal. And, it's very affordable (I'll admit that we typically buy pretty cheap wine). Sherry is similar to port and made exclusively in this region. It definitely takes some getting used to, but now that we know our favorite varieties, we'll sip on some sherry every now and then. Then there's the jamon...wow. Jamón is probably as loved here in Spain as the wine and sherry. Although the word "jamón" translates to "ham," it's just not ham like in the U.S. Jamón is a cured meat and sliced ultra thin. There are even stores that are dedicated to selling only jamón (you know it's a jamón store from the legs of pigs hanging about). In the States, I don't eat ham, but here I love to indulge in some jamón Serrano on a tostada (toast) with some tomato and olive oil. Yum!
- Fashion and body image is in the eye of the beholder. Fashion here is crazy. It is colorful and all over the place. Before moving here, I was told that Europe is dressy. It is true that people take more care in what they wear. It's very uncommon to see someone walking around in sleepwear (unlike a trip to my neighborhood Wal-Mart, where I could always find folks sporting their favorite pj pants). However, the clothes are different. I often relate the fashion to styles seen in the 80s, but really it's just a mix of styles: very short shorts, but they rise up past the belly button, super skinny pants (on men), lots of floral patterns, track suits, etc. It's actually really fun to people watch here because you never know what you are going to see clothes-wise. The other interesting thing is that even though most of the clothes fit tighter over here, the size of the person doesn't seem to matter...to anyone. There doesn't ever seem to be any judgement about a person's size or what he/she will wear. A classic example is the beach. Yes, it is common for women to go topless here, although I actually saw much more of this in northern Spain. What is even more intriguing is that almost all women wear 2-piece bathing suits. The young 16-year-old teenager to the 70-year-old grandma. The men usually wear shorter swim trunks that are more fitted than you'd see in the US or they wear Speedos, regardless of how large the person may be. The Spanish just don't seem to care if they look perfect or not and instead focus on enjoying themselves, whether at the beach or the bar or out for a stroll.
There are still some things about Spanish life that are challenging. Although I find myself and our family getting used to living here, we are learning to adapt to the things that are still difficult for us, like:
- The language barrier is very real. We have found that speaking Spanish is almost a necessity here. Sure, you can get by without it, but it definitely closes off your world and opportunities. Noa has been doing self-study for the past year and can carry on a pretty good conversation. I am taking group lessons and struggle more with the language acquisition. Unfortunately, I seem to find other priorities when it comes time to sit down and study Spanish. The girls are picking it up through our nanny, who is Spanish, and from other things like books and songs. Ruby will be starting Spanish school in a couple of weeks, so she will most likely become the strongest Spanish speaker in our family. It helps to have a Spanish-speaking friend, but sometimes you find yourself solo and cannot overcome the language barrier, even with the help of Google translate. It probably doesn't help that the dialect in Spain is a little different than Latin America. In Spain, they speak using a lisp with certain sounds (they pronounce kitchen as "co-thee-na" instead of "co-see-na"). And in Southern Spain, they also often cut off the ends of words. It makes comprehension quite difficult.
- The driving and parking take some getting used to. We have two cars here: our CR-V that we drove in Washington and a smaller (although not tiny) Euro spec Mazda 4-door. Although it's not a large car in the states, the CR-V is pretty big here and we have to avoid some streets and parking garages with it because of the size. Sadly, it has already earned some scratches on the front and rear bumpers. Even Noa's smaller car can be tricky to park and maneuver around town. It took awhile to get used to all the round-a-bouts, which are standard here. I usually like them except, as in most places, many people don't know or choose not to drive in them the correct way. Pedestrians are king here and always have the right of way. The problem is that the Spanish people often step out into the street without looking, causing the driver (me) a sudden heart attack and needing to suddenly brake.
- Life is scheduled differently. The Spanish follow a daily schedule that took some getting used to. A typical day begins at 8 or 9 am. A very light breakfast (maybe a tostada or pastry) is eaten later in the morning, say at 11 am. Lunch is around 2 or 3 o'clock, followed by siesta (rest). Many stores and businesses close at this time and reopen sometime after 5 pm. If we go out to eat around 6, many restaurants won't even be open. If we wait until 7 pm, we have to ask if the kitchen is open (they'll serve drinks but not food if the kitchen is closed). Dinner usually begins at 9 pm. Bedtime is at midnight or later. Ruby's school schedule varies from a typical preschool in the states. Her school day will begin at 9 am and end at 2 pm, however, she will not have a lunch time at school, only a snack time.
So, we are still adjusting, but life feels more normal now than several months ago. I still miss Washington; we miss all our dear friends in the U.S. We are fortunate to live in a time where Facebook, Facetime, and e-mail allow us to keep in touch, but the distance is still hard. We have made some great friendships here and I am excited to watch the friendships grow for my kiddos. Ruby is at an age where she learning how to be a good friend and I enjoy helping her through that process. She has some really wonderful little friends here.
It's hard to go back and talk about all the things that have happened over the past few months. I haven't decided if I'll go back and relive those moments through the blog or just write a big recap. I guess we'll see. For now, we're back and glad to be here.








































































