Surprisingly enough, I am not Spanish. I’ve written a few posts on such topics: How to Dress Like a Spaniard, Tapeando, Hittin’ the Bars, Saying Hello at the Gym. You see, I’ve had to learn it all as an adult. Gradually. I’m still learning everyday, as my conversations with Mario can bring up things I wasn’t aware of before or had heard but just hadn’t put together the puzzle pieces.
- I don’t innately love a soccer team. (But yes, I do support Real Madrid now. Get over it.)
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- I am unable to de-shell sunflower seeds in my mouth. This caused Mario’s family to spend several minutes instructing me in the fine art of de-shelling sunflower seeds. These efforts failed.
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- I have never eaten cookies and ColaCao for breakfast.
- I never had a pincho until I was 21 years old.
- I don’t “do sport;” I exercise.
- I don’t innately assign gender to animals. For me, a snake isn’t necessarily a female just because it’s la serpiente.
- I still don’t get the 11 o’clock break for coffee. Why is no one in their office at this time?!
- Chorizo and Nutella does not sound like a good combination.
- Going to buy “the bread” was never a daily outing.
- I would consider living in yoga pants/sweatpants.
- I would only get my hair done/buy a new dress for my own wedding and not every single one of my friends’.
- I just recently discovered the greatness that are “aros de maíz.”
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- I find myself annoyed when things are closed on Sundays. And a little indignant.
- I apologize way too much. Oh, I slightly touched you as I walked by in the supermarket? I’m sorry! It’s overkill.
- I never had a house “in the village.”
- My grandpa does not do the hands clasped behind the back amble through town. And I’m sad about it.
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