Father's day in Spain

Saturday here was father’s day. Enqui, my roommate, asked me if I would like to go have lunch with her whole family, and of course I jumped at the opportunity. She has taken me under her wing, and there are no words to describe how wonderful it is to have this woman in my life. She is so good to me.

The lunch was incredible in all senses. We went to this restaurant up the “Sierra Nevada Highway” which seemed very fancy. I got to meet everyone little by little, as I rode up with her father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law. They were all very sweet, and her dad I had a ball chatting about western films…or really he talked and I listened because I have never seen one. That is something they know way more about here in Spain than we do in the US, our own westerns. A bunch of them were filmed very near by here.

There were probably about 20 of us around the table. The food took so long to come. That is something one should definitely expect when in Spain. Do not ever be in a rush to do anything because it will most likely take about 4 times longer than expected. We were eating lunch for 6 hours, for example. Although, I have to give the post office credit. The other day when I went I was in and out in less than 5 minutes.