Sure, the global crisis will hit Spain hard following its impressive string of prosperous, above-average growth years, but don’t expect that to dampen the resolve or enthusiasm for life of its people. And, particularly in southern Spain, although the “work” thing is important, the “living” aspect of their daily routine has always ranked much higher on the priority list.
As a city, Sevilla has only improved with age. Much of the “centro” is now only accessible on foot or by a light-rail tram, and this has enhanced the flow and appeal of the area dramatically. The sights, sounds and smells are as alive as ever and, now that Christmas is approaching, the 2 main squares in town have added dozens of stalls selling books, trinkets and every possible nativity scene accessory you might consider.
Fortunately for the Hildeburn family, we’ve been able to re-connect with all of my favorite Sevillian friends, each of whom has graciously invited us back into their lives and homes as if we’d never left. What’s more, their kids have welcomed ours into their respective circles and activities, making the kinship all the more familiar.
Naturally, my “routine” has been altered somewhat as well, but I’m adapting … the most dramatic change, of course, is the time schedule of events:
9am – wake up
3pm – lunch
5:30pm – siesta (only when absolutely necessary…ok, most days)
10pm – light dinner
1-2am – bedtime
What’s more, the teenagers here stay up even later – Jane, for instance, was just leaving home recently for her “evening out” at 11:30pm!! As normal as this might be for these parts, nothing can really prepare you for watching your daughter sail off into the night – uh, morning – on the back seat of a motorcycle of some kid whose name you’ve only just learned how to pronounce. Dios mio!
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