We had breakfast in the sunshine on the back porch, visited a beach nearby (Saint Jean de Luz), visited some caves, and partied until 3am at our friends’ wedding.
One of the special things about the weekend is that I got to see two friends I hadn’t seen since I studied abroad in Mexico. I got to see one friend’s mother again, which I didn’t think would happen (a woman whose house I visited several times a week to spend time with my friends), and meet the bride’s hubby! It was wonderful seeing them and the mix of languages at the wedding was amusing. It was basically a trilingual weekend, with English, Spanish and French spoken in varying degrees by everyone present. Standing in a group, we would speak in one language and shift to another to accommodate a new arrival. Honey speaks English and some French and I speak English and Spanish and I would find myself speaking at her in Spanish and not realising. It felt good to be able to practice a part of myself that hasn’t had the chance to be expressed over the past decade here in Scotland.
Mom, the photos of this porch are for you- I think you would have loved it. It was big enough for us to have the wedding dancing there as well!