My First Mass
It is Sunday night. I have just finished a long day of reading for class. We had crazy amounts of reading to do for both my architecture class and my city literacy class. Mainly they were a survey of Barca history and how the different societal, economical, political and national issues combined to form the diverse city that exists on the Mediterranean coast today. Although there were some interesting things in the articles, they were very dense and there was a lot of it. I’m talking about 160 pages worth! So this afternoon and evening was spent hanging out with some lovely Alphi Chi’s and reading indoors. We took a break for dinner and helado across the street. Delicious. Some people went to a soccer game tonight but we felt like we would at least start the summer off being good students. (We’ll see how long it lasts… if the readings don’t lighten up, not long)
Oh, I did go to my first Catholic mass this morning. It was… interesting. I think I would’ve enjoyed it more if it were in English. I caught a few phrases of the Spanish but the only part that I actually understood was the Lord’s Prayer and communion. I did find a protestant church not too far away that is the remnant of a Methodist outpost from the 1870s. I think I will check it out next Sunday. Hopefully the service is in English.