Not taking it for granted
Yesterday I had a job interview in Terrassa and Dayni had is final test for the curso cero. He is now officially free for the summer and I am kidnapping him and taking him back to Madrid.
But first, to celebrate, most of the people from his class went to the beach. We went along and it was fabulous. It kind of struck me at one point, as we were all sitting in the sand and just talking and relaxing. This is the most normal thing for many of these guys. Hey, it's a nice day, lets go sit on the shore of the mediterranian. It was a cloudy day, a little cold, spitting rain here and there. But that didn't stop us from having fun. A couple of girls went swimming in the freezing water. A spontaneous game of soccer broke out. We all ate paella, drank sangria and beer, and just had a wonderful time. For me, it was another new, wonderful experience that I can look forward to more often, now that we're moving to Terrassa soon. And for Dayni especially, I know it was great- he was away from the sea for so long in Kentucky after spending a lifetime with it at his backdoor in Cuba. It was a soul-warming experience for all of us.
