Good Day Sunshine

Good day all around today, just from my perspective. The morning breakfast hearty and enough. So things are looking up on this bright summer morning. Most of the time while at the Seminary, I am searching for a hotspot since it just went off in my room. I am now outside under the trees writing this. I know, people around the world are starving and I am bitching about a WiFi signal. Oh the humanity, the humanity. One of the big pluses of staying here and in Rome, is the lack of newsworthy information. There is none. Outside of the World Cup played someplace, I don’t know what is happening in the world. Maybe that’s a good thing. I don’t know. M-80’s and firecrackers are still going on so I suspect it has little to do with the World Cup and more to do with the 24th of June, the feast of John the Baptist and Summer Solstice. I sure love paganism. But I digress…

Meanwhile back in Barcelona, the choir travelled to mammoth Sant Ignasi (St. Ignatius School) for a concert in their chapel. The school goes up to grade 13 or 14 and starts when the kids are 3. It is a huge school. It was their last day of school and the equivalent of their sophomore year was herded into the chapel for our performance. They were very respectful and appreciative, which was dynamite for our guys who beamed when they sang. That beaming radiated straight through all the kids who attended. It was great. There was a brief Q&A afterward. Before they treated us to lunch, we were broken up into groups of 4 and given two tour guides about the same age as our kids. They took us all over from the soccer fields to the swimming pool to the labs. We laughed a lot and joked. They have a very long school day. I think I heard 8-4. I was trying to pay attention, but something may have gotten lost in translation. But that is all over for the summer.

Then it was off to La Rambla after lunch for a walk down this interesting street. We started at the very top and were going to saunter down to the sea and see (no pun intended) where Christopher Columbus set sail to the “New World” that eventually gave us the NBA Playoffs. I know it is a stretch, but without him making it to Hispaniola maybe we wouldn’t have, you know, those Lakers…blah…blah…blah.

On the way I led them down a narrow street  into the medieval part of the city to show them where the adult Ignatius may have hung out when he went back to elementary school to learn Latin. When we reached the old Cathedral with the beautiful fountain courtyard we discovered they were charging 5 Euro to go inside so we decided to skip it and walk through the narrow streets and back to the Rambla.  Since they were chomping at the bit to go shopping and people watching we set them free to shop and to gawk and gave them a time to meet at the statue of Columbus at the end of the street. The bus would be waiting. Everyone showed up on time and no lamb was lost.

A bus ride and a hill climb later, we were at Stanislaus Kostka School for their evening Spring concert. We were invited to participate with the girls choir and the children’s orchestra. Before that, the school fed us dinner which was awesome. I am not good at remembering the names of the foods, but the whole thing was delicious and so gracious of them. Because we had a sick girl back at the seminary, I decided to be there in case anything happened and to keep her company. She seemed to be getting better when we brought the food to her and very happy to see us. I would have gone stir crazy if no one was around this place. The down side was that I had to miss the concert performance. I am sure it went well. The hall was filling up with parents when I was leaving.

So tomorrow we do a little more sight seeing and begin to head inland to Monserrat and Manresa, two important Ignatian sites. More later…

And so it goes…