Autumn?!
Almost November 1th, and the weather is still amazing here. “The Basque Country? What the hell, that’s even more rain than in Belgium!”
I’m writing this post outside –using someone else his WIFI – but okay, doing a bad thing, but none the less, now I’m enjoying the sunset in Bergara, having a nice view on the town square where everybody is relishing the nice temperatures. The kids are playing football –and making a lot of noise – the parents talking to each other and sharing a couple of drinks. Southern mentality, I’ll never get tired of that.
Upcoming temperatures. Damn Sunday.
The end of October, but we can go to school in shorts, t-shirt and sunglasses. It feels like a big summer revival. Even at school that summer feelings sticks around for a while.
School building in Eskoriatza.
In the beginning of my Erasmus story, the four of us thought that we would have classes in Mondragon, our mistake it seemed, Eskoriatza it was. Instead of a fifteen minutes drive to school, we had to double that figure. Half an hour on a bus to go to class, it was something different that I was used to. Back home it was a five minute walk, so I wasn’t looking forward to that commuting thing.
Quarter of an hour more, but for those fifteen minutes we get a really nice authentic school building that definitely is worth that time. It radiates some sort of rare peace. When the sun shines on the inner, you would sometimes even forget that it’s actually a faculty.
Post-summer days, let them come. It makes everybody more happy and cheerful.
–and making a lot of noise –
haha typisch