The Spanish countryside
Last Saturday we took a little trip with our friend Fede to his parent's chalet. Here, almost everyone lives in apartments and if you live in a house as we think of a house in the US, it's called a chalet. Some Madrileños have places in the countryside as a retreat from the busy city life. It was a great day to get out of the city, and enjoy a relaxing day with Fede and his parents.
Fede Sr. The grilling master. He's also known as Renae's Abuelo Fede.
Grilled meat . . . Does it get any better?
Upclose and personal with Renae . . .
She really enjoyed all the space to run and play. And be goofy of course.
And be sweet too . . .
Jesse and Fede headed to the community center for a game of Spanish pool.
This week we also had to say good-bye to Fede. He moved to London to get a job and learn English. We had the great priviledge of taking him to the airport. He was a little nervous (obviously) as he was essentially moving to a new country with a new language, and no place to live or work yet. I would be nervous too!
Renae enjoyed playing with his suitcase. Seriously, anything on wheels . . .
Waiting in line can get boring . . .