the weir's meet the zaldivars

So it's wednesday morning and my parents got to Madrid on Sunday! Me and Jane went to meet them and walked around some, went to the Rastro (that huge Sunday market) and ate lunch around the Plaza Mayor. After pops took a little nap, we went to the Prado museum real quick (if you wait and go when it's free then you don't feel bad for only staying long enough to see the good stuff and jetting out), then headed back to the Puerta del Sol near their hotel to eat dinner. We ate at a fun tapas place called la Descubierta! It was really fun and not too expensive and the spanish food was actually good! I stayed in their hotel with them Sunday night and took a REALLY long shower Monday morning and came back to Alcalá to study for/take a midterm. Yesterday while I had class my parents went to Segovia. In the afternoon I met them here at the train station to show them around the university and took them to meet the churreria owners, Flor and Salvador, where we also met up with some other Auburn people for them to meet! THE PLOT THICKENS. We leave the churro place with a stomach ache, not from churros, no, from being nervous about our soon to be encountered awkward meeting of the parentals between ham meet and language barriers. Buuuut it was actually really fun and Pilar really went to town on the food. She made an empanada with ham, cheese, and dates (the good/normal kind of ham), some almonds that she fries and they SO good, tortilla española (like a really thick omelet with potatoes and onions etc), different kinds of dips, chorizo of course, she DID cut meat from the ham leg that's been resting in a jamonero for a few weeks (a machine that holds the leg in place by the hoof and has a blanket type thing over it keeping it "fresh") SICK. But everything was really tasty and conversation was good (pilar is the only one who didn't speak english at the table (although we learned that she understands a lot more than we thought...) So there we were with a spread of spanish dishes and not a lot to talk about. It was me, Jane, my parents, Pilar y Fede, and Irene and her hubby Peter. Peter is a baller. He talked like 75% of the time, mostly telling us things to do in Morocco. I don't care if Peter just likes to hear himself talk, he lightens the mood in this house like TONS. cool kid. Then I showed my parents my room and its just so weird that my worlds are colliding! Then we went to meet up with some friends and then to la Media Pinta until we decided to trek it back home. Now I have to pack because we are leaving for morocco straight from class!! hopefully i will have successfully ridden a camel, seen snake charmers, not gotten sick from the food/water, etc when i get back! pictures will come later from this whole week!