FInally!

Finally we are headed out of our poblet and up the coast!  We tried to escape once, back during February break...but if you recall, our German-engineered wonder decided to go kaput, and we were back home in a little under two hours from our departure.

But hopefully, today we will truly escape for the week.  We have a little house in the town center, there are lovely beaches and coves within a twenty-minute walk, castles and windy streets, and local crafty things to spend money on.  And it is Semana Santa, which means all of the holy stuff will be happening as well as everyone prepares for Easter.

Here, Palm Sunday is quite the festa, as children are given elaborately woven palms to take to church (which they wield a bit like weapons), and some of the adult palms can get a bit out of control.

Jordi's mother already gave Monkey her palm, and she promptly tried to 'pat' her brother on the head with it, mistaking it for a giant hairbrush.  Though he nearly lost an eye in the conflict, he didn't seem to fussed about it.

As for the American portion of our Easter celebrations, I contracted my mother to send over some old school Paas egg dyeing kits, malted eggs (which are already gone, eaten entirely by yours truly), chocolate bunnies, and some easter grass.  We'll be doing the egg hunt next Sunday when we have returned home. The real challenge is to find white eggs to dye.  Last year we had to go to a specialty egg shop to find them.  The plain white chicken eggs were housed right next to what was advertised to be a pair of ostrich eggs, but what to me seemed to be large enough to house a baby T-rex.  Exotic, they are, white chicken eggs.  But the color just doesn't really work on the brown...looks a bit depressing.

Well, off to pack.  A much different experience with a baby and toddler in tow...chairs, toys, books, art supplies, tricycle, baby carriers, and the list goes on and on. The car will be so packed, I'm not entirely sure we'll actually have enough room for the children.

Bona Pasqua!