Sliding into Sevilla and Spanish Culture

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Real Alcรกzar de Sevilla (Andrew, Donya, Me, Meghan, David, Eliza, and Mason).

Yesterday marked two entire weeks that Iโ€™ve been in Spain, and yet it simultaneously feels like Iโ€™ve been here for both longer and shorter than that. Go figure. In just two weeksโ€™ time, Iโ€™ve taken two exams, written two papers, and have somehow managed to visit the beautiful city of Sevilla as well. Itโ€™s weird to think that I only have about 3 weeks to absorb all that I can from this country, but lord knows Iโ€™m going to try.

Besides the obvious transition of going somewhere that speaks another language, the cultural transition of being in Spain has been more striking than I thought it would be. Being Hispanic, I was under the impression that Iโ€™d fit in really nicely and that things would be more or less the same. Needless to say, that hasnโ€™t exactly been the case, and Iโ€™m pretty happy about that. The Spanish definitely live different lives than us Americans, which has left me saying โ€œPues, cuando en Espaรฑaโ€ฆโ€ quite a lot.

Although there are some things that I took for granted about American culture such as currency that fits in my wallet (Iโ€™m looking at you 1 and 2 euro coins), for the most part I find the differences in culture compelling and wish weโ€™d integrate some of these things into our way of life. Without further ado, here are some of my favorite cultural differences about Spain:

La Plaza de Espaรฑa (Sevilla).

The Schedule:

Spaniards are very interesting in the way that they seem to have the same activities and things to do as us Americans, they just push the schedule back by a few hours. Donโ€™t mistake this for being lazy, as the people in this country are anything but. What I mean by this, is that they wake up at the same time (~8 am), but the rest of their day seems to be pushed back by a few hours.

My professor made an effort to inform me that โ€œalmuerzo no existe en Espaรฑa,โ€ as in lunch doesnโ€™t exist here, and heโ€™s right, at least not in the way weโ€™re used to. In the mornings, people usually have their usual cafรฉ con leche (coffee) with a tostada (toast) and then donโ€™t have their โ€œlunchโ€ until after 2pm. To subside the lack of food, they MIGHT have a tapa at around noon or so but usually people just wait.

Dinner then isnโ€™t until around 9pm, and my host mother informed me that some people like her donโ€™t even eat dinner, they just have large lunches at 2pm. Many people in Spain work later hours and thus the night life in Spain doesnโ€™t really start until after 12AM, when most Americans call it quits.

La Torre del Oro de Sevilla.

Menu del Dรญa:

Iโ€™ve been making an effort to try as many types of Spanish cuisine as I can and have crossed off many of the stereotypical foods such as paella, gazpacho, and tortillas (Not the ones youโ€™re thinking of like in America. Look up Spanish tortilla, you canโ€™t simply wrap a burrito with one of these bad boys, trust me).

I wouldnโ€™t have been able to do this if it wasnโ€™t for the amazing Menu del Dรญa, a sort of combo that most restaurants in Spain offer. Basically, restaurants will have set options for not one, but two plates of food, as well as a drink, bread, and dessert. Every day for lunch my friends and I have utilized this deal and Iโ€™ve yet to be disappointed.

An example of a “Menu del Dรญa”.

Walking/ Public Transit:

There are noticeably less cars, and smaller roads in many areas of Spain. For example, the roads of Sevilla were stone and only big enough to fit one car at a time (and not comfortably). For this reason, there are a myriad of people walking and utilizing the amazing public transit system in Spain and let me say that NYC and Philly really should take notes.

An example of a Street in Sevilla, Spain.

Siestas:

As somebody who can never nap, this one came as a shock to me. Although the stereotype that the Spanish simply shut down for hours at a time to nap collectively is false, I would be lying if I didnโ€™t say that my host mom encourages often that we nap after class to be well rested for homework. This makes sense considering Spainโ€™s night life goes well past midnight and many still get up at a reasonable hour the next day. Even my professors have encouraged us to take part in โ€œla siesta espaรฑola.โ€

La Catedral de Santa Marรญa de la Sede.

It seems like every day I find another thing to love about this country and another reason not to leave! Next week Iโ€™m off to San Sebastรญan in the Basque Country, so stay tuned! ยกHasta luego!

The View from La Torre del Oro.