Day 3 in Spain...or rather...Dia Tres en Espana (I'm sure that's not how you say it)

A couple notes from our interviews with teachers...

Several English words, when spoken by Spainards, end up sounding a tiny bit different.

Examples:

FOCUS...ends up sounding like 'Fuck us'. Um, no thank you. This is an interview room, not a sex den.

SUCCESS...sounds like 'Sex Ass'. These people are just very subliminally sexual. Or maybe my mind is just in the gutter. Maybe both.

Things are going well...we've gotten some good teachers so far. One bummer was that our two best teachers-a married couple- we hired yesterday (which also teach math...VERY tough to find GOOD math teachers) just faxed us to say they decided to back out of the program. Eff. Better to know it now than later when we return to the U.S., but it's a disappointment nonetheless. It's ok...we still have two more days of interviews, and hopefully they are fruitful.

Last night's dinner at Botin was awesome. Turns out it's not just the oldest restaurant in Spain, but in the WORLD (in fact, it's in the guinness book of records). I did end up having the suckling pig....but I'm officially porked out. If it wasn't their specialty, I probably wouldn't have ordered it. But it was REALLY good...I guess after being in business almost 300 years, you've perfected your recipes. And the bottle of wine Jesus picked out for us was fantastic....when translated into English, it's called "The Blood of the Bull", or something to that affect. Please note that it did not actually taste like blood. Much. I just re-read this last paragraph about Jesus picking us out wine for dinner that has the word 'blood' in the title. Oooo, biblical....