Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Generación Y Radio program

My radio program will be on TODAY, Wednesday, at 1pm Chicago time, once again.

be sure to tune in at www.radiosanvicente.com and click on "escúchanos"

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Moroccan Jesus

I love this caption my friend David put under a picture he took in Morocco:

"we're eating bread, honey, and some morrocan tea.I feel like thats a typical meal for jesus or sumthin."

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Sixth Radio Broadcast!

Perfectly in time for earth day, I have uploaded my week six broadcast of my radio show (this was from over 6 weeks ago!) on the topic of the environment. It's so old, that when I uploaded it I cringed at how American my accent sounds. I think I improved...or so I hope.

I used TV on the Radio's song "Staring at the Sun."

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Get on with it!

This conversation recently occured when Dante was playing on the armchair and we were sitting to eat dinner...(translation below)
Dante: *crying* Quiero pinones! Damelos por favor?
Rocio: Vale.
Dante: *still crying* Pues, venga, vamos!


Dante: *crying* I want pinenuts! Will you give them to me please?
Rocio: okay. (continues dishing out her bowl of soup)
Dante: *still crying* Well, alright already, let's get on with it!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

"Workin' the beads."

I was writing something on my friend Morgen's facebook wall and read what a relative wrote on there. She's referring to her Grandma's intense prayer...

"The dumb volcano has Gma Marianne all worked up... She's convinced it will foul up your return. I think she will be working the beads to rectify the situation. To be honest, if it comes down to Grandma's worry vs. the powers of the earth and a volcanic eruption, my money is on Grandma."

Volcanoooooo!

If you haven't already heard, a volcano erupted in Iceland (This is probably the only news item that us USAC students knew/cared about before you people over in the USA...we feel pretty isolated news-wise). Why this is important news: almost all air travel in Western Europe has stopped. Yes, that's right...even dinky airplanes like RyanAir are cancelled.

I had plans to go to London this past weekend, but I couldn't go due to all the travel cancellations.

Of course, that was also the last few days of our Spring Break, which means USAC students are stranded all over Europe! One even in Iceland...although I heard that those Icelandic people aren't too affected...it's only the ash-laden lands over in my direction that are affected.

That being said, of 60 students in the program, 30 are MIA. Good thing Luis kept tabs on where everyone went before they left.

Yesterday in my Seminar class, only 2 were missing...but today in Business, 4 out of 9 were present. And Lourdes, my Business professor, who is also Carly's grammar teacher, said that the grammar class had 2 of 15 students present. It stinks because we have to still go to class, even though we are clearly passing the time doing nada as people get back.

I have a friend stuck in London, a couple in Berlin, a couple in Amsterdam, one near Milan, a few in Athens, and several others sprinkled around. Of course, their Spring Break is extended indefinitely...until flights start to go up again. Some have caught buses back home (35 hour bus rides or longer), but others are choosing to stick it out and see when they can take the next flight. Many airlines say they will start up tomorrow, but others say that they won't until Thursday. We'll have to see.


What sucks the most is that with all this time off, all I want to do is use it to travel. But there's a catch-22 with that...

Monday, April 19, 2010

Rick Steves' Europe

Various commentary/musings related to Rick Steves:

Carly just met Rick Steves in Italy, where she traveled with her dad for Spring Break.

I was looking up information on Turkey on Rick's website and came across this writing gem: "High above on the hillside, the lone but happy song of a goatherd's flute plays golden oldies. 'Why do you play the flute?' I asked the goatherder. He said, 'So the goats know they are loved.'"

I asked my host parents if they knew who Rick Steves was, and they had no clue.

I was thinking about if a European DID recognize Rick Steves, they would most likely categorize him as the almost-too-friendly American traveler who wears khaki shorts and practical shoes everywhere, with a gaggle of American tourists asking him for an autograph.