Two good stories and two bad ones. Here goes...
Friday afternoon we wanted to buy lunch somewhere. We thought we would try out a mesón, which is basically like a restaurant. It is special because they serve some local specialties, it is cheaper than a restaurant, and there are many courses. It took a while to actually make the decision to go in one. We finally did. They didn't have a menu, so the guy just gave us the daily meal or whatever. It was really awkward... when we first walked in, he was like, "Are you looking for someplace else?" Anyway, we had a salad and bread and coke and bean and sausage soup and tuna and relish and dessert and coke all for 10 Euros. So, it was a lot of food and a good price. It didn't taste too good though. Well, the desert and the bread and the sausage were good. And Tracy liked it all! I don't know. This is one of the "bad" stories, but it wasn't bad really, just awkward. Murcia is not at all a popular place for tourists, so it is weird to see us around I guess.
Saturday night (well, Saturday during the day we went to an art museum and then walked along the river and checked out a flea market that wasn't really open all the way yet.), we went out for tapas!!! There were eight of us, which was a good number. It took a while to find the place... that is a common theme here... but it was amazing food. Here are some of the things we ordered (we shared them all):
Zarangollo - this was the only one that we hadn't the slightest idea what it was when we ordered it... adventure... it turned out to be this weird combination of egg, shrimp, mushrooms, and some other stuff. Yeah, that sounded gross right, and it looked even worse, but it was actually pretty good with the crackers they gave us.
Revuelto de verduras - it was like the zarangollo, only with vegetables instead of the shrimp, quite good.
Alitas de pollo - probably the most delicious food I have ever had anywhere. They are little chicken wings. I'm not sure what was in the sauce, but it was incredible.
Rollitos del salmón - a salmon sandwhich sort of thing.
Queso de cabra y tomate - goat cheese with really sweet tomato sauce which was also delicious on crackers.
Tiburón - shark. I don't know who ordered this, but we all ate it before we knew what it was. It was fried, so hey... We all really liked it. It just tasted like really delicious fish!
There were a few more, but that's all I remember. After the tapas, we went to a different place for dessert. Most people got churros y chocolate (they are like donuts with really thick hot chocolate to dip them in), but Tracy, Rachael, and I had tried them at a different place that morning, so we got gelato. It was really expensive, but obviously delicious. Btw, the tapas were a good price. Ok, I just wrote waaay too much about food. Moving on to church on Sunday...
We walked over an hour to get there, but that was only because we didn't know where it was. We had to meet our friends in another part of the city to take us there. They didn't know that we lived so close. I promise, we are finding more points of reference and shortcuts. It will only take about fifteen minutes to walk there next Sunday. There were about seventy five ish people at the church. We sang first (singing in Spanish is amazing!!!), and then there was a prayer, sermon (which was about death, but not in a scary hellfire and damnation way. It was like... are you prepared for death? You know, you can't take anything with you... it was good), announcements, offering... oh, and they made us stand up and introduce ourselves... Afterwards, there was some snackage, which consisted of goldfish and some really good fudge. Weird. Then... we went over to the house of the missionary couple who founded the church. Anyway, they have four daughters. The two older ones are at school in the US. The younger ones were there though. There are actually their nieces, but they are adopted as daughters. They all speak English, which was disappointing, cuz that's all we did, but the girls were really excited that we spoke English. Hopefully next week we can speak Spanish with them. They fed us an amazing lunch. Enchiladas, green bean cassorole, corn, salad... and we had apple kuchen with coffee for dessert. !!!!!!!!!!! After lunch, the lady, whose name was Mary, narrated like their whole lives for us. That was probably the most awesome thing that has happened since we have been here... hearing their story.
Here's the other sad story. We accidentally bought laundry detergent with bleach in it. We didn't know the Spanish for bleach; we just bought the cheapest kind. It is lejía... not a cognate at all. So... Rachael and I have some interesting stains on a few of our clothes now :-( but at least we figured out the problem, and it won't happen anymore.
Betty