Friday, 20 April 2007

Spanish ham & red wine

It had been a couple of weeks since he said he would call by and I was mentally dialling down the whole idea, he had said he would call me and two texts later i was feeling like anything more would be imposing myself on him when the man was clearly busy and maybe not that interested anyways.

But I went against every independant bone in my body and texted one last time, he phoned back and left a message, he had been out of madrid for medical reasons and wanted to see me before i left for india. I was extactic. I listened to his message about 3 times just to hear his voice, and went to see if the leaders would let me take a night off during the schedule.

I managed to narrow it down to being only 10 mins late this time including geting the bus a metro and finding out i was a 100 numbers down the main street at 9pm in heels.
It was a different restaurant with only about 10 tables in the whole place there was 6 sectioned off with posh white table cloths a waiter dressed like a butler and ornamentation that made it feel like the Ritz. The personal service by the owners was incredible and I have now sat at a table where the waiter swept the table between courses with some posh silverware implement.

He phoned my mum and announced that he 'was taking dinner with our daughter' my heart melted. It was incredible, We had a bottle of the best red wine I've ever tasted and ate traditional Spanish hams followed by steak while we talked about life, his work, the mission school and the future.

I hadn't wanted to bring up his family i felt it was his place to speak about them I didn't want him to feel pushed or invaded, i wanted him to feel safe and comfortable in this relationship that was forming. I didn't know whether to say your daughters or my sisters i couldn't remember all their names either so I couldn't even name them, It was he who brought up the conversation starting by refering to my sisters. He talked about talking me to the region where he's from, meeting his brother, and in the summer he was going to tell his oldest daughter about me and we would meet.

The strawberries and cream were almost as incredible as the night but sooner enough it was over until i got back from india, he was talking about days out even taking some of my friends along, and going to the football together. It was all rather like a dream. Its amazing.

1 comment:

JMCheung said...

Which games are you going to?? I'm jealous!! I guess when you get the time you'll update us on India, but until then, I hope everything is well. Remember, try not to get cross-cultural shock. That's what they warned us about pre-Zambia ;)