Moving on again

Hi everyone,
I know I´m late....again but things have been pretty busy here! For those of you who don´t already know I´m down near Pamplona for the third summer in a row visiting my favourite Spanish family! Since it´s the hight of summer we´ve been fairly run off our feet so I´ve only just had time to write.

Last week was actually fairly easy in terms of work for a change. After waking up to find a message saying I could definitely head to Pamplona at the weekend I waited around until Isa´s sister got her out of bed early then set about helping her get sorted to go out. Her friends who had visited at the weekend wanted her to come over so she was out of the house by just after 10.30am so I spent my morning reading, watching some old episodes of House MD on my computer and thinking up some new knitting ideas for when I got home.
In the afternoon Marie appeared home reasonably early and we went off to find the new shoes I so desperately needed. We had to take Isa along which meant I knew we´d never manage to get the shoes sorted - and I was right - but it was a reasonable trip out at least. In the end I couldn´t find what I needed and settled for buying the (to me) slightly expensive shoes I´d seen after class the following day.

Wednesday Isa didn´t want to get up out of bed since she wanted to watch her cartoons and when I finally decided enough was enough she sulked and wouldn´t talk to me for over an hour leaving me to sit around and colour in the ´difficult´ pictures she wasn´t going to do. By that point the grandparents had arrived and it was almost lunch time so I got myself some food, checked my Spanish homework and headed out around 3.30pm to go to class. It wasn´t too bad for my final lesson. My normal teacher was still on holiday but the new one was talking a bit slower and I wasn´t already in a grump which helped. We got through a fair amount of work and after getting my shoes and going for a final wander through my favourite part of Bilbao I caught the metro back to the house.

guggenheim

As promised by Marie we went to the Guggenheim museum after we´d both finished work on Thursday. Isa had been at a friend´s again so I´d had a fairly easy day and after getting a quick bite to eat we set off. We had Isa with us which I wasn´t entirely sure about but she seemed fairly excited to go and see the ´flower puppy´ outside the entrance so off we went.

There was a great video exhibit by Kimsooja &Shahzia Sikander which had some really impressive imagery and the music was like a mix of sounds I´d heard in both India and Peru. We only got to stay for 10 minutes cause someone got bored but I´m definitely going to check them out online soon! There was an impressive steal instalment which took up half the building with maze like structures but we got in trouble cause Isa decided out run back out of one of the mazes and if she´d gone off in a different direction we might not have seen where she´d gone. 

The two main art exhibits were by Jeff Koons and Jean-Michel Basquait. I think the first appealed more to Isa with his metal ballon animals and refashioned old toys but I think I preferred the Basquait exhibit with his graffiti art and messages about colonialism, racisms, class struggles and things like that - it was also pretty cool to see the collection he did alongside Andy Warhol - someone I remember studying in school!

Unfortunately Isa thought it would be fun to break free from her mum and touch an exhibition piece which almost got us chucked out and then spent the last half hour deliberately messing around, making too much noise knowing she had to be quiet and generally trying to make us leave.

Friday was a pretty busy day. The grandparents showed up for a bit in the morning, and everyone was sitting with Isa watching TV so I used that time to get my back packed and ready to go. The parents arrived in the afternoon but no one seemed interested in getting their own things packed until the evening after dinner. They were off to China early in the morning so they had to get themselves organised too. We had a final family meal and after I was given the money back that I´d paid for my new shoes - the family wanted them to be a present from them which was really sweet!

on the road again

On saturday morning the housekeeper came and took me to the bus station since she´d offered the day before. I got the bus from Bilbao to Pamplona which was a nice trip although there seemed to be a lot of holiday traffic on the road. I grabbed a coffee and a pintxo in the bus station then caught the next bus down to Olite - the closest I could get to San Martin de Unx on the bus as far as I knew. 

Knowing it was lunch time and it would be really busy I decided I would just start walking and hitch to my friends hostel/restaurant instead of waiting to see if they could come and collect me. A nice couple who were here on holiday picked me up in no time and dropped me right at the door.

The afternoon was spent doing little jobs around the hostel and settling back into life in San Martin. 

Sunday was the busiest I´ve ever seen it here with every table full of families and groups wanting lunch. We spent most of the late afternoon recovering from such a busy session and chatted about the other people who´d come to stay, how their English course summer camp had gone and how our families were getting on before having an early night. 

gorgeous new dog

Yesterday I spent the morning out shopping with Pedro and his grandson which was an interesting experience - had to laugh at the fact he decided he wanted ice cream near the start of the trip and was still asking for it two hours later! We had quite a few people for lunch and there was less of us working in the kitchen but between me and Linda I think we actually worked through the orders and the service faster than we had the day before with more people! I guess it was just easier with less people getting under each others feet. 

This morning I helped clean the pool and prep some things for dinner then I set about writing this. We´ve got a couple of hours until people start coming for lunch but we have rooms to make up so I´m off to help with the laundry. 

I should be in Barcelona by the time I write my next piece but I don´t know how easy it will be for me to post off my tablet (now it´s getting old and slow) when I don´t have a computer or laptop to borrow!

Chat to you all again soon either way,

Ciao!

North East Spain or North East England???

Hi everyone,
I´ve been here in Spain just over a week now and am starting to settle into a decent routine. In the mornings I work looking after the child here (not sure the family would be ok with me using names so I´ll write new ones because saying ´the child´all the time doesn´t seem great - I´ll call her Isa). For anyone who´s interested here´s a rough outline of our schedule. If youre not interested just skip this next bit!

7.30 - get myself ready, breakfast etc and reading until Isa gets up.
9.30 - (approx) Isa gets up, breakfast, TV.
10.15 - drawing/ colouring/ anything else to keep her occupied for the morning.
12.30 - swimming lesson at home.
13.15 - Isa´s lunch usually with cartoons followed by play
14.30 - (approx) everyone else´s lunch
15.00 - Isa´s Chinese lessons (play)
18.00 - Isa´s mum returns, family time
20.00 - Making use of the gym equipment in the house and the pool.
21.00 - dinner

So normally I actually finish working by 15.00 because when the Chinese teacher is here she watches her and only talks to her in Chinese, so my English would just be a distraction.
On Monday´s and Wednesday´s I also have Spanish classes in the afternoon in the city centre so I get the train into Bilbao and back from the village - 15 minutes walk, 40 minute train.

Anyway, so for those who haven´t seen my facebook posts I´ve had a reasonably busy week. Thursday evening was spent with the older daughter (new name: Emma), her boyfriend (he can be Manuel) and one of her friends to take Isa to the park then we went out on their scooters to place out of town to eat nachos).

Looking across the cliffs in Sopelana

On friday I went with Emma and some of her friends to the fiestas in the village. I wanted to stay and have a good time but it takes a surprising amount of effort to try and follow conversation when it´s in a language you only understand a little, when people are all talking at teh same time, and when there´s loud music going too. In the finish I decided to get back but apparently I couldn´t go alone so Emma called her brother (new name: Adam) and he took us both home. It turns out Emma isn´t meant to walk home alone because it might be dangerous - although it doesn´t seem it - but she is only 17 and has bad knees so I guess it´s a good precaution.

Saturday started a little late as I only got up around 8.30 but after a quiet start to the day we went shopping for a birthday party Isa was invited to and I spent the afternoon enjoying the sun and catching up on some reading.

On Sunday I went with the parents (lets call them Marie and Jose) and Isa along with their friends from the South of Spain to explore a couple of places nearby. We went to check out the Puente Vizcaya (which looks a bit like the Transporter Bridge in Middlesbrough) the ate tapas in a couple of bars around the village. There was a football match on so there were quite a few folk out and about which I think made it a little more interesting. After that we drove through some of Bilboa, passing the Guggenheim, and a bridge that looked an awful lot like a minature version of the Millenium Bridge in Newcastle (can anyone spot a common theme here - take the two bridges and the industrial works all along the river and it´s like arriving into a strangley warm version of the North East)!
Anyway after that we went for lunch at the Sociedad Bilbaina. Now as far as I knew we were going to a men´s club which was only open to women on weekends so I figured it might be a little formal and opted for suitable attire - in other words a skirt instead of shorts or jeans. However I didn´t expect the ´grande foyer, the coat taking or the super fancy dining room - good thing my skirt hid my scruffy converse!! After a 3 course meal (which I would have photographed if the place weren´t so formal) we wandered around some of old Bilbao and got coffee at óne of the best places in town´.

Puente Vizcaya

It was back to work as usual on monday following the routine above and in the afternoon Emma took me to Bilbao. Since it was my first trip on the train and first class she showed me what to do and how to get there. Unfortunately we left the house a little late and even on the moto we had to get a slightly later train than planned making me about 10 minutes late for class. However due to a lucky coincidence the Spanish teacher was also late.
There are only two other girls in my spanish classes (both from Cyprus) and we´re all about the same age - even the teacher is only a couple of years older, so it´s pretty relaxed though we  still learn a lot - probably more than if it were a whole class with a teacher just reciting from a book or something like that. So the class went well and on the way back Emma showed me the quickest way to walk to the train so I could go myself on Wednesday.

New book ^_^

Tuesday was more of the same and pretty uneventful although in the evening I went for a walk myself to get some quiet time - who knew one 3 year old could make so much noise - and to explore a little. I wandered along the cliff and got a pretty decent view of the beach and sea below - surfers included. I haven´t actually gotten to the beach myself yet but it´s only cause it always looks too busy for me!

Yesterday we had a bit of a tantrum regarding the TV. It was pretty funny all things considered but the screaming was pretty crazy at the time. Isa had watched an episode of her favourite program - Princess Sofia - and once it had finished she put the same episode on again. Half way through it was decided that she could only have 5 more minutes of TV before she did something else - no problem so far. After the 5 minutes I turned the TV off and chaos ensued - apparently she was really mad at me because she wanted to know how the episode ended and no matter how many times I pointed out that she´d just seen how it ended she wouldn´t stop screaming and crying. Luckily her dad was home at the time so he gave her a good talking to and dealt with it while I kind of just sat there opting to wait until she calmed down, but for a full half hour after she´d stopped crying she just sat in the middle of the floor silently sulking. Now apparently this is perfectly normal especially at her age but I have had literally no experience with toddlers so it´s all new to me.
On another note, while watching the same TV show I did see something pretty funny. There was an episode with some knights entering a competion - it´s in Spanish but I got the basic idea. Now one of the knight was quite clearly Irish (and it´s funny enough hearing Spanish spoken with an Irish accent) but the Irish knight had the Guiness harp on his shield!! Not even something slightly similar - it was the exact image! I had a good little giggle about it anyway.

After class - rainy view of the Teatro Arriaga

After all that carry on I had my second Spanish class in the afternoon. I made it there and back with no problems and explored the area a little before it started. I thought about doing the same after but it started raining so I headed straight back instead.


Ok so today hasn´t been too bad I´m still not getting a lot of English out of Isa. The thing is at her school they only speak English and she understands the language perfectly but we´re trying to get her to speak it and unless you´re asking something simple like "what colour´s the pen" it´s no use. It also means that if she wants to do/play with/find anything instead of telling me she´ll run straight to the house keeper for it - which is a bit frustrating since I´m then left standing around like a spare part with no idea what´s going on. However I´ve not been here long and I´m sure it´ll get better.

Anyway - I´m off to go practice my Spanish some more while it´s quite.
Hasta luego! (see you later)

Home sweet home

Hi everyone,
well I did warn you all that I'd probably be a little late with this post but finally here it is!
I arrived back in Scotland on Thursday and made it to Orkney, after a lot of faffing about, on Sunday.

However when I left you guys I was still in Cusco so I'd better start back there.
After writing my last post I pretty much returned to the hostel and stayed in for the rest of the day. The only exception was when me and the new lass in my room ventured out in the rain for Chinese food. When we got back we found someone elses stuff in the room and after a tiny bit of suspicious snooping I discovered it belonged to my friend Jimena, who reappearred an hour or so later.
We ended up talking late into the night about recent goings on at VC, what had changed what people had been up to, and then what I'd been doing since I'd left. It was really great to be able to catch up again after being away for some time.

The following morning I ventured out to do my present shopping. I'd intentionally left it until the last minute so I didn't have to carry extra stuff right round Peru, and ended up spending the entire morning bargaining down prices and making deals with the local store owners - I think I actually did quite well and was really glad I managed the whole thing without using English once!
I stopped back at the hostel after to drop everything off before Jimena and I went up to the Meeting Place - my favourite Cusco café - to meet up with our friend Mike, the frog researcher who had been at VC earlier on in my trip.
We hung out and talked for a few hours before parting ways. Jimena had a meeting to go to and Mike had to get across town too. So I walked back to the hostel but not before stopping by one of the many cobblers on the street and ordering a new pair of boots. It's actually pretty cool because you can pick the style, main colour and pattern colours to make up a new pair of shoes and they can have them ready within 24 hours!

My favourite café in Cusco

That evening Jimena returned and we decided to head out for a proper final dinner. We invited Carlos, VC's science co-ordinator who was in town, and surprisingly he invited all the other staff who'd been at the same meeting. We all went to La Bodega's - a really nice Italian place and split I think four big pizzas between the group of eleven. It was a nice evening and another good opportunity to work on my Spanish.

Tuesday dawned and the weather was looking pretty promising - considering the lightening the night before I'd been a bit concerned about my flights that day. I stopped by the internet café to print out my boarding passes and check in but for some reason it wouldn't let me. Instead I decided I would just get to the airport early and sort everything out there.
I made lunch out of some spare food in a 'leftovers' box at the hostel and my shoes arrived round the same time - they were a little brighter than expected but they look pretty cool.

New shoes - something a little different

Around 4pm I said my goodbyes and left for the airport. When I arrived the woman at check-in offered to put me on an earlier flight so I actually only had about an hour to wait for my flight to Lima - perfect! From there I had a few hours to wait before my overnight flight to Miami but I spent most of it sitting writing and people watching.
I arrived in Miami around 7am after an uneventful flight but sat around the airport for a couple of hours before deciding to venture outside. I managed to get a bus down to Miami Beach then walked along the shore all the way to South Beach where I hung out for a while making the most of the sun. I ate the rest of my breakfast Subway sandwich for lunch and grabbed an ice coffee before setting off on my main mission in Miami - to find Miami Ink tattoo studio. It took me some time but I did find it and with lack of a better reason, wandered it to ask for directions back to the bus stop. The studio looked awesome inside although I didn't see any of it's well known members of staff around - maybe 1pm was a little early for them to be out and about!
Next I caught another bus to downtown Miami but I couldn't really figure out where I was going so eventually gave up on that little excursion and caught the metro back to the airport - a nice little adventure anyway, and much better than hanging around in the airport for twelve hour!

sneaky pic of Miami Ink tattoo studio!

Around 8pm my flight left for Barcelona. I was a bit concerned since it left almost an hour late but luckily the pilot made up a lot of time and in the finish we were only ten minutes late. However it did mean quite a rush to get to my following flight as I had to change terminal by means of a ten minute bus ride, and I didn't have a very long layover in the first place. I arrived at the gate for my Edinburgh flight just as everyone was queuing up to board! Luckily that flight was a little late too.
Once in Edinburgh it was another made dash to try and see my friend Courtney before she had to get to uni. Fortunately I managed to convince her to have a friend record her lecture so she could hang out instead - I know, such a bad influence! We hung out at her flat for a couple of hours where she made me my first proper cup of tea in months and let me use her shower - what a lifesaver!!
It was absolutely freezing in Edinburgh and there was snow on the ground so we made sure to be doubly wrapped up warm before heading to the train station, though not before stopping by her local pub for an amazing veggie panini. The train to Aberdeen took around three hours but the other half was waiting on the platform for me which was great. After being away almost five months it was so good to see him again.
We got dinner in the food court of the main mall in Aberdeen before heading to our hotel for the night - apparently Aberdeen only has one hostel and it was almost the same price as a proper hotel room with all the trimmings!

food stop in Edinburgh - nom!

Friday was another big day as I was getting my new tattoo. We wandered down to the studio around 9am and spent the whole morning in there. It took about three hours and I still need to go back to get the shading and colouring done but it looks awesome so far!
The afternoon was mostly spent trying not to do too much, stocking up on some things from the shops and trying out a different place within the food court - one thing's for sure they have plenty of choice in there anyway.

New tattoo - in progress

On Saturday morning we got all our stuff together but as we were checking out we discovered that our boat back up to Orkney wasn't going to be stopping by Orkney at all - due to the weather it was going directly from Aberdeen up to Shetland - typical.
We decided we'd have to try and get up to Thurso to catch the short crossing ferry from there but it was too late to make the midday train. Instead we were stuck hanging around the centre with our bags until 3.30pm. Finally we got the train but had to change in Inverness and the Inverness to Thurso stretch took forever. It stopped off in every tiny little village so we didn't make it to Thurso until around 10.30pm. Luckily our friends had a spare room and put us up for a night and we successfully got the boat home on Sunday morning.

The final leg

So that's the trip at an end. I had the most amazing time, saw so many amazing sites, met some wonderful and inspiring people and learnt a great deal. Now though, despite the typical Scottish weather, it's just nice to be home.

Before I go here are some last minute tips if you find yourself travelling in Peru:

Do expect to wait an age for things like buses - Peruvian time is a very different concept to ours.

Don't take pictures with the 'traditional' women - unless you're happy paying for it.

Do eat the menu's in the local diners - it's good food and super cheap (not advised for veggies).

Don't  pay the first price for things in the market - bartering is a way of life in Peru.

Do go to Machu Picchu - despite the hype it's still one of the most amazing sights you can see!

Don't push yourself too hard when you first get to high altitude - it does have a serious effect.

Do work on your Spanish before you go - it's both necessary and worth it to be able to talk to the locals.

Peru - what an adventure!

Well I guess this will be my last post for a while but I already have some new travel plans in the pipeline so maybe it won't be too long until you here from me again on here. In the mean time I will be back to doing my knitting so if you want to keep hearing about what I'm up to check out my facebook page at:
https://www.facebook.com/driftinggipsyswoolcraft


In the mean time, if you're planning your own worldly adventure don't hesitate to contact me, maybe I can help out or give you some tips on how to make the most of your trip.
Until next time, Bye for now!