Within the first couple of weeks of arriving in Sevilla, I became friends with the owners (two brothers, Sergio y Gerardo) of a café bar just down the street from my piso en Triana (Viva la Republica independiente!). The story of how this all came about is actually somewhat amusing in itself, but that´s for another time (I´m working toward a point right now, stay with me). So anyway, it just so happens that these guys are really cool and pretty much my best friends here. I see them a few times a week, have been to their ridiculously nice homes (they´re loaded--this could also end up being a very interesting story...I have my theories on how they got there) and I´ve met a ton of people through them as well. So that´s great. But what´s even better (or, rather, another cool thing) is that Sergio plays guitar, is learning flamenco, and really digs Pink Floyd (the best band in the world, duh). So it was one of those days many weeks back that I told him I was itching to find a second-hand guitar etc...and he said he´d look for one for me. Well, I finally asked him if he´d had any luck (I´m getting pretty antsy not having a guitar and missing out on flamenco lessons [I´ve decided to learn at least the basics of flamenco before I go....it´s an incredible artform...youtube it...I don´t have any artists in mind at the moment, but I´ll look in my journal and find some recommendations]).¨"No" is the short answer (i.e. he didn´t find anything). But the follow up was much better. He is going to give me his classical/flamenco guitar to practice on, and I´m picking it up today after I finish classes (and get back from a little "reunion" in the park) ;)
Other things....
I´ve finally got my class schedule more or less down and in the process learned never to rely on the anthro department advisors for anything like advice pertaining to course selection or the fulfillment of concentration requirements (4 weeks and a $5 phone call later --out of my pocket, fuckers-- I get my two line response--affirmative, you can in fact take this class. Enjoy catching up!) The good news though is that it looks like I might actually be able to well, graduate (eventually).
Classes are cool, the people are HOT, the weather´s becoming a bit more humane, the days are beginning to pass more quickly, buildings and their narrow winding streets have lost that honeymoon novelty but retain their beauty. The fish swim in the river and the people sit by the river and catch them. Sometimes they drink beer. Sometimes I drink beer, and sit by the river. But I haven´t fished yet.
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This passage--
"buildings and their narrow winding streets have lost that honeymoon novelty but retain their beauty. The fish swim in the river and the people sit by the river and catch them. Sometimes they drink beer. Sometimes I drink beer, and sit by the river. But I haven´t fished yet."
--is excellent writing . . . really first class stuff!
I agree - great writing! Greetings, brother.
Exciting about the guitar and lessons. 'Promise not to ask about what exactly goes on in said "cafe". But who is this silly girl who wouldn't want to go out with my son?
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