Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I have never owned a car before. In High School I drove my dads truck and when I am home now, I just steal my mom's car. So the basic thought of owning a car feels strange to me, but that would be if were just any car. However, I know own a 1948 Crosley Station Wagon. This was my grandpa's dream car when He was my age, but because he was in the army he wasn't able to buy it. When I was in 5th grade he finally bought the body of the car to restore. When he began to restore it he and I traveled to North West Ohio for the National Crosley car show to find all the parts he needed. It was there that I fell in love with the Crosley cars as well, but more importantly Grandpa and I had the time of our lives (as we always did when we were together). Through the past few years as Grandpa restored the car I would help when I was in town and he would always keep me up to date on the latest improvements through phone calls and photos. As many of you know he went to see his savior the end of August. When he passed, he gave the car to me. So beyond owning a car, THIS car is especially amazing to have. It is a symbol and representation of all the things that my grandpa gave to me that aren't material. I have never drove it (because I don't how to drive stick) and I haven't seen it home yet (because I am in another country), but the feelings are just as rich. As much as I miss my grandpa, I know we have more adventures to come soon. Here are some pictures of it so you can see this truly remarkable and one of a kind car.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Here are the lovely people that are in my classes. The group pictured here are those who are in my Grammar class. We meet for 2 hours everyday taught by the lady that I am standing next to. Then me and the other two men have an hour a phonetics and an hour of conversation. Honestly I couldn't have been blessed with a better group of people to learn spanish with. We all jump in together head first and make it easy to laugh at ourselves when we say stuff like, "My birthday is the 18th of tuesday" or "No I don't want your eye balls" or my favorite "The boy was eating the pigeons" instead of "The boy is feeding the pigeons." Needless to say, learning another language is shameless and I couldn't have asked for a better group of people to make a fool of myself in front of.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Before you get to excited for my great success and triumph in the world game, I must confess that I scored the goal for the other team. Yes, my first goal ever in fútbol was against my own team. My teammates quickly realized the state of my ability and placed me as goalie in hopes that I would have greater success. As I whole I did do better at this position more than the rest. All for one exception, throwing the ball in. I am playing fútbol right, so when I picked up the ball to throw it in I chucked that thing like a football, totally missing the guy I was throwing to. All to say, if it was a game of football I would be doing much better, but when it comes to fútbol, well lets just say I am still learning. If it wasn´t for building friendships and connecting with the men at church, I would feel like an idiot. On the other hand, if you know me at all you know that I am use to putting my self in those types of situations.