Saw the afternoon schedule after lunch and was noticed that I was slected to do a skit performance during the "variety hour" this evening. NO!!!! Instead of getting any sort of direction, the program coordinator only gave us a senario. "You are at a psychiatrist office because the week you've spent at PI has given you a lot of stress," and conviently walked out the room. He left the 7 of us in the meting room with two hours to brainstorm, script and rehearse before presenting it right before dinner. "Oof. Come on!," as they would say in Spain. We were neither prepared or confident per our skit but goodness, it really worked out. Not only did we get our point across, we made the crowd laugh, and definitley had more improv skills than we thought possible. Whew.
With only a day and half left to my week here in Cazorla, it's definitely going to be hard saying g'bye so some of the people I've met. With many we have been able to share a lot about ourselves, our thougths, feelings and struggles. Many conversations were ridiciously silly, profoundly deep and simply enjoyable. I really feel every so lucky to be here. Lastly, as our time here slowly draws to an end, we've all been given the task of being a 'secret friend,' to one of the program parcicipants. Our task therefore, up until the end of our program on Friday is to 'gift,' our friend in any way we would like, not spending any more than 5 euros in the process.
Yet again, as one of the lucky ones, I received my 1st gift before dinner. Sent by my secret friend, my villa-mate Mel was sent over to me, as I was typing away on the computer, to give me a (shoulder) massage. How sweet (and gosh, much needed too). Awww. Then the most wonderful and touching thing happened over dinner. Finishing up with our last course, dessert, Julio, one of our program coordinators, and 6 other (male) Spainsh particpants serenaded me in front of everyone in the dinning room. Migoodness! It was quite spectacular, a tad embrassing, sweet and most certainly something quite extradinary. Afteward I learned the song they sang is very popular for performing troupes in universities in Spain, known as Tunos. Whowever my secret friend is, s/he has been most thoughtful and is more the reason why I will not soon forget this experince.
K...off to bed with lovely dreams to be had. Night.