Dolmen de la Cova d'en Daina

Last Sunday I was going to take the kids out so Rory could rest, but he wanted to join us for a short hike and see how his body reacted. We were happy to have his company and drove about 25 minutes away to visit the Dolmen de la Cova d'en Daina.

I will let you read the little blurb about the Dolmen here:

 The kids enjoyed seeing the cork trees and walking around the Dolmen. Eston understood what it was, though Aurelia is a bit young to truly grasp the concept. We thought we would get a hike in before the rain arrived, so we set off up the hill. Aurelia is keen to hike, so I alternated having her in the pack and having her walk, which gave my back a break. We hiked for a few kilometers before turning around and heading back to the car and it was nice to be out in the woods after weeks of doctor’s appointments, therapy, gym, etc.

We made it back to the car just as it began to drizzle! The dolmen was truly an amazing sight and definitely worth seeing if you are in the Girona area and have a car.

El Agua Mágica

Eston loves his futbol team and it is so fun to watch them play because the kids are having so much fun. However, injuries are part of any sport and kids are bound to get a scrape or scratch somewhere along the way. Now, I don't know how things work in the USA when younger children are slightly hurt during a soccer game. I am not referring to a broken leg, but instead a scrape with a bit of blood. Here in Spain we have...el agua magica.

Yes, the magic water. I did not have a clue about the magic water until Eston started playing and now I see it everywhere. Allow me to explain. Last week Eston collided with another player and somehow received a cut on his arm.  ?? I have no idea how this happened, but oh well. A little blood, but not much. He immediately ran over to his coach, who grabbed a bottle from their team supply and doused the arm with water. Eston ran back to his position and carried on like nothing had happened. This is what occurs anytime a child has a pain or a bit of blood. Enter: el agua magica.

I sit with the other moms during the game (well, I try to sit as I chase Aurelia) and last week one of their children took a pretty good hit to the head. I love the moms here because nobody freaks out--they stay seated and let the coach deal with it, but they keep talking and cheering. The kid was rubbing his head, obviously in a bit of pain, and when he ran over to Victor, our coach, his mom said, "Oh yes, the magic water. That will take care of it, no problem." In Catalan, of course, but it made me laugh. 

Eston and I like to watch the FC Barcelona games, though we usually watch them on youtube on the weekends when we have a bit more time to talk about the details of the game. He has taken a liking to playing goalie and he likes to replay the good saves so he can learn some new things. I now notice that the professional players do the same thing with the water. Blood, bruises, pain...no pasa nada. El agua magica will cure all.

I do appreciate all of the well wishes for Rory. I picked him up at the hospital this morning, though I was there last night from 8:45pm-10:45pm so I could speak with the surgeon. I didn't get to see Rory at that time, but the surgeon said everything went very well. Rory was allowed to leave this morning and I am busy making sure he is as comfortable as possible.

We are back on the futbol field tomorrow for some more action and el agua magica.