This morning I woke up to rustling outside my door and the sound of Paki talking to the animals in the hall. When I opened the door on my way out for a run, I realized that while I was asleep the entire house had been decorated for Christmas! I guess I was just a day early yesterday with my Christmas train ride and watching Vespers. It looks lovely:
After a nice run an abbreviated Politics class, our Music class met to have lunch at Pilar's house. Pilar lives on the outskirts, so she picked the four of us up at the facultad and drove us out to her lovely home. Its really modern, and reminds me of the Walter Gropius house that my Modern Architecture and Design class toured last Spring when we were studying the Bauhaus movement. Stylistically speaking, if the house has pure, clean, geometric forms than the interior decorations should be from the same design school. In any residence that sort of stylistic continuity hardly ever happens, and Pilar's was an extreme example of a standard "mezcla," or mix. There was traditional Spanish tapestries hanging on the walls, pottery, and old furniture, but nothing modern, aside from the actual structure of the house seemed to exist. This is purely my own observation, but I thought it was interesting. Perhaps a metaphor for judging inner content over exterior façade? And of course, lunch was lovely and we had a nice time chatting with her about her children and grandkids around the dining room table.
The rest of the day has been quiet. I have a bit of a sore throat, so I'm staying in the house tonight. We have a day off tomorrow, so lost of the Preshquitas are going out, but I really don't want to be sick for our final week here. Hopefully rest and an early evening will help me fight this off. I think it is whatever illness Carlos had over the weekend. Blegh!
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