I spent this past week in the province of Granada on the coast with my family. We stayed in their summer home with Leticia, Gustavo, Alejandro, Leticia's parents, her older brother Francisco (Tito Paco) the P.E. teacher/discoteca bouncer, her younger brother (Tito Luis) and his very pregnant wife Sylvia. We visited a different beach everyday and spent time with her mother's five siblings, their children, and their children's children. Alex preferred to play with his cousins; I hate to admit it but it is a bit hard on your self esteem when a six year does not want to play with you, so I just read my book on the beach. I had a lovely time. I very much like the south of Spain. People are terribly nice. However they are completely impossible to understand. They basically slur the last half of every word. Especially if it ends in "s". "Adios" become "adiyo-" and "vamonos" becomes "vamoneh.." To me it sounds like Spanish with a swollen tongue and a lisp.
Alejandro's second cousin once removed, Daniela and me at a restaurant in Cabria Beach
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