Sunday 5 July 2015

Day 4: Lima and fancy sandwiches

After breakfast of bread and jam, Yessica and uncle Alejandro went to set up the DVD player. When they got to the point of insisting that it was faulty, they let me try to fix it, and soon it was set up correctly with a film playing. I left them there and went back down to my grandfather.

Soon my aunt Pilar came over to take me out: she's one of my mum's best friends and has always been really lovely to me. Today she took me out to a very nice restaurant for fancy sandwiches, the sweetest strawberry tarts, and a pastry called milhojas which was delicious. It was wonderful eating and chatting with her. Pilar works as a SEN psychologist, so we had a lot to talk about since I've worked in psychology and hope to work as a psychologist in the future. She offered to have me in her clinic when I'm back to see how she works, which would be a wonderful opportunity, so we booked some provisional dates. I'm excited about this since I've been out of the field since arriving in Spain!

In the afternoon, my grandfather and I listened to radio, read the news online and discussed the news. When he went for a rest, my mum's friend Angela's daughter came over to pick up the holy water my mum had sent from her trip to Knock. 

I then stayed reading until dinner: today Mirian made chips for me and Yessica, which made a change from the pasta! My grandfather's happy eating his same compote every day and Yessica prepares her own food, so nobody really knew what else to make me. The kitchen's too small for more than one person and has little storage space so I didn't feel able to prepare my own things as I would at home. 

After dinner, my grandfather insisted that I join him in eating the chocolates my mum had sent over from England. I've explained countless times that I'm allergic, it was less bother to just move the chocolates about in the bag and say that I was eating them to be honest! So we continued this way, reading the news and 'eating' the chocolates until it was an acceptable time for me to go to bed and read alone.

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