Another beloved Monday

Monday is always a bit of a drag. I just think about how many times I´ll have language class this week, and how I need to get this book report done for my teacher! She had me read a fairly well-known piece of spanish literature called ¨Réquiem por un campesino español.¨ (in spanish they never capitalize all the letters in a header or title, only the first word) Ya... that´s right, I´m past the 7-8 year old books. But... I didn´t quite understand the whole thing. So now I´m dreading writing the report, I may have totally misunderstood it. Hopefully it´ll come out better than I think.

Anyway... the soccer game was pretty entertaining last night. I really enjoyed it. The crowd was absolutely wild though! They are some hardcore fans over here. My host family had warned me before going that the people were pretty agressive, but it was pretty wild to see it in person.

First I sat down in the very front row. It was an excellent seat. It´s normally Igor´s but he let me have it this one time. I sat by a dude that I think was half drunk or something, and he kept a cigarrette in his mouth the whole time. When I got my video camera out and started recording I was talking in English. He looked at me and was like ¨huh?¨ So I had to explain to him that I was American. He was pretty amazed for some reason.

But anyway... every other word out of his mouth was ¨puta¨ ¨joder¨ ¨no me jodas¨ or ¨maricón,¨you all don´t need the exact translations for those, but their the worst ones in the book. It wasn´t just these guys... oh no... later I went up where my host dad was at and sat by an older woman probably in her 50´s, and an older guy that had to keep apologizing to me for his language! It was pretty crazy. They had all their little chants too. They were super rowdy. Worse than I´ve ever seen.

In spite of the wild atmosphere I would like to go to another one. Soccer seems to be growing on me the longer I´m here. It´s so popular here. Oh... and I got David Beckham on video. I decided my favorite player was N. Morales, his number is 18, he´s black, and plays for Osasuna. The team here in Pamplona. Osasuna actually means ¨the health¨in Basque.

Basque... that´s a whole other topic.