Here is a little Spanish lesson for you. The video and the text. Enjoy.

Salir corriendo

Nadie puede guardar toda el agua del mar
En un vaso de cristal
¿Cuántas gotas tienes que dejar caer
Hasta ver la marea crecer?
¿Cuántas veces te ha hecho sonreír?
Esta no es manera de vivir
¿Cuántas lágrimas puedes guardar
En tu vaso de cristal?
Si tienes miedo, si estás sufriendo
Tienes que gritar y salir, salir corriendo
¿Cuántos golpes dan las olas
A lo largo del día en las rocas?
¿Cuántos peces tienes que pescar
Para hacer un desierto del fondo del mar?
¿Cuántas veces te ha hecho callar?
¿Cuánto tiempo crees que aguantarás?
¿Cuántas lágrimas vas a guardar
En tu vaso de cristal?
Si tienes miedo, si estás sufriendo
Tienes que gritar y salir, salir corriendo

I’ve been having the village blues. The sort where you stop and think to yourself:”Why on earth do I live here?”. It has not been the blues about living in Spain away from family and friends (I don’t think it has, but maybe that is part of it as well?), more the blues about living in s small town full of small town people.

I would love to have some more friends locally, especially more spanish friends and not just expats, but the small town mentality doesn’t really do it for me. Wish I could get rid of half the population and instead import people from Barcelona and Madrid or another large city to create a bit more life, diversity and alternative thinking.

It is almost the same as with some countries, lovely country, shame about the people. I know it is probably not pc to say it and I have chosen myself to live in this small village but I do feel stuck sometimes. I shudder to think about how it would be if I did not have the internet which makes me sound like a sad person with just a virtual life and not a real life. Well, we all (hopefully) know that that’s not the case.

I am sure I will be back to normal soon or just lean to live with it.