|One of the better Christingles, |
the rest of them had faces drawn
on and the sweets didn't last
very long (My phone camera is
broken so all my photos will
be bad quality until I get
a new one)
During my time here I have to do some work for the Spanish part of my degree. So far I've had to write learning targets and a monthly reflective blog. This month I have to do a project of my choice, which includes reviewing Spanish articles, recording an interview with a Spanish native speaker and writing an essay on the topic. I have chosen to research illegal immigration between Morocco and Melilla, which isn't the easiest topic to talk about. However, I went to La Cruz Roja (the Red Cross) because I completed the online course for volunteers and received my certificate. I asked if they had anyone I could talk to about immigration and they said they would contact CETI (Centro de Estancia Temporal de Inmigrantes, Centre for the Temporary Stay of Immigrants) to find someone. I also went to the government offices and they gave me an appointment for Tuesday, but I'm not entirely certain that I will be able to do the interview. I'm feeling slightly worried because the deadline for my project is Thursday 12th December. Tomorrow is a public holiday and I'm at working Monday to Wednesday, which makes it difficult to find a time to do the interview, especially with Spain's early closing times.
|La Cruz Roja certificate|
It hasn't been the easiest week this week partly because the gas ran out at the weekend, which is the source of heating for the water (unfortunately I don't have any central heating). I could either go to a petrol station to buy a gas can and attempt to carry it home or wait until I had a free day when I could stay in the house in order to call the gas delivery in the morning and wait for it to be delivered later that day. I chose the latter and waited for the new gas can to be delivered. Lo and behold, the gas still didn't work and I was starting to feel pretty desperate and concerned about my body odour after not showering for 5 days! I asked the person who delivered the gas to help me and he said it needed a new battery. I later replaced the battery and to my frustration, still couldn't get the fire to light. I have a really nice neighbour who lives above me and who sometimes brings Laura and I cakes, so I asked for her help and she managed to get someone from a maintenance shop across the road to come and have a look. After all the fuss, it turns out this idiot didn't know how to light the gas. Anyway, more good news is I now have hot water and can enjoy the luxury of a warm shower again!