Baila Gallego y A Coruna: The Guayest

On Wednesday, Feb 17th, we had a class for learning a traditional Galician dance. First we got a lesson on the tradition dress for it, rich and poor style, and then we got to dress up in their traditional clothing. Once we were done dressing up, we were taught some of the dance moves. Basically we are experts on dancing the Galician style, not really since I don't remember any of the dance moves. There was a lot of hopping around though. At the end of our session we were given the opportunity to play the instruments. The instruments could have been anything, from things made to actually be instruments to what Timothy is holding, a frying pan. Everything makes music if you just let it.

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We take music seriously.

On Friday, Feb 19th, we went to A Coruña for class. The weird coloring of the city name is because Blogger likes being a buttface and doesn't like ñ's. Anyhoo, we went on a walking tour of some places basically with our teachers. I mean it was the last Friday of class so we had to go do something fun after all. We went to a museum sort of place, it was someone's house though I forget her name. The museum was quite literally a feminist museum and actually rather interesting. After the museum we went to a cafe, where there was no food and everyone was hungry, but it was a bookstore so we read a little kids book about bellybuttons. It was great. Then we went somewhere for tapas and after that our teachers took off and we were left alone to do whatever we wanted. 

Since some people didn't make it to Torre de Hercules last time we were in A Coruña, we headed there. Some people, including me, paid the 3 euro to climb to the top of the lighthouse, which is the oldest still working Roman lighthouse in the world might I add. There was a history section on the way up, where the ground level had a bunch of history and then as we climbed there was history too. It was all very pleasant on the eyes and then we got to the top and saw the ocean. I probably would have stood up there all day, so I probably should quit school and become a lighthouse operator now, because the ocean was such a marvelous view. It was very peaceful and totally worth the 3 euro, in fact I would probably do it again. After we were done with our ocean viewing, we headed down to near the ocean where the waves were huge. Timothy got great action shots of the waves coming in behind him and we could taste the ocean spray we were that close. Obviously we didn't get super close because the ocean was in a violent mood that day, beating against the rocks with vengeance, but we got close enough to feel the ocean spray and taste it.

Then we started walking back towards the train station only to realize we were missing a Steph so we had to go in search of her before ending the day with a nice train ride home.