Spaniards

On my trips around India I haven't been too interested in meeting Spaniards. I'm of the thought that if I wanted to hang out with them, I'd perhaps stayed in Spain.

However, luck has disposed otherwise. On my last two days in Udaipur I run up into a Catalan guy, who had studied in the same school I had when I was in Lleida. What's more interesting, he knew people that where at my class and so I got to know a little bit about their lives in the present time. Speaking in Catalan was easier than speaking in Spanish. When I tried this, is as if I couldn't get my accent back and it felt strange.

While this guy was off to Bundi, I was heading to Rajkot the same day. On the long waiting for the bus, a guy from Madrid, Pedro, ran up into me. Apparently, we were going to the same place, and that would turn up good, economically speaking. But our ways should separate soon and instead of getting a room for myself when he left Diu, I ended up sharing a room with Xavi, a cool guy from Manresa. For my surprise, Diu was full of Spaniards. The same day I got there with Pedro, we met Xavi and two girls from Madrid. The girls departed the following day, but soon enough, they were substituted by a Spanish couple from Alicante, Ovi and Helena.

So this meant a lot of Spanish in a few days. I wasn't fond of it, but I must admit it felt good to practice the language. After all, there was sure enough time for English later on.