I made some notes to myself on my first full day in Spain – you can think of this as a cross-cultural blog today.
It’s a coolish day here in the south of Spain – should only get up to 38 C. My first night was typically uneventful – if you consider loud dogs and freaked out roosters normal occurrences. Here is the account of my night.
9 pm – kickoff for the Euro 2012 championship game. Spain vs Italy
9:20 – Spain scores, the entire city roars with cheering, dogs bark in response for 10 minutes, fireworks explode across our valley. This repeats itself three more times as Spain beats Italy 4-0
12 am – Brother-in-Spain sabers a bottle of Cava rosado to celebrate Spain’s win. Note to self – saber a bottle of cava soon – it probably won’t explode in my hand but look up “Emergency room” in my Spanish English dictionary anyway
1 am – in bed, fan set to level 2, it has cooled to a lovely 31 C.
3:30 am – alarmingly, the German Shepherd right next door barks incessantly for 10 minutes. Note to self – look up the Spanish phrase, “Shut up stupid dog”.
5:30 am – 3 roosters attempt to out-crow each other, or they recorded last night’s soccer game and are now watching it together. Note to self – look up a good recipe for Coq au Vin.
7am – Woke up so that I can have espresso when the sun comes up over the mountain. Google translator tells me that shut up stupid dog is “Cállate estúpido perro”. Note to self – memorize this phrase. I can look up a Coq au vin recipe tomorrow.
If you haven’t celebrated Spain’s Euro Championship with a bottle of Rosado Cava then do it today – unless you’re Italian
Forgive me if this turns into a travel blog for a couple of months – I’m in Spain soaking up another Euro Championship, some sun, and some Cava
3 por 2 is my new favorite Spanish math. We bought 3 Segura Viudas brut nature cava – Lavit – for the price of 2. Loco!
That means that if I do my math correctly I can get 6 for the price of 4. When have you ever seen that at the LCBO? Furthermore they are delicious. They are inexpensive enough that I’m going to attempt to saber one open if I can convince my wife that our travel health insurance covers me for accidents related to opening champagne with the back of a chef’s knife. Video to follow.
I’ve been at parties where someone has asked “Can you open this bottle of champagne for me“. What I would like to do is turn around and yell “Anyone have a sword?” It’s a play on my “Sure I can juggle – anyone have 3 chain saws with them” joke.
This video – sabering champagne – is just another thing my wife won’t let me do at home. Maybe it’s the disclaimer at the beginning of the video.
Do not attempt this yourself… blah blah blah … enacted by professionals … yada yada yada … mishandling may result in severe injury or death … It’s just this sort of fear mongering that takes the fun out of your trip to the Emergency department.