“If I ever have kids I want them to be behaved like yours. I haven’t heard them bicker, I saw them do their washing and cook dinner and do the dishes. I couldn’t cook when I left home, let alone at their age. But it’s how polite they are that I really want. My Mom always yelled at me, but you haven’t yelled at them at all.”
So said one of the twenty-something girl at the hostel last night. If only the story stopped here! I told the kids about the conversation this morning and suggested they live up to their reputations. Indeed, they did cook and wash clothes and do dishes and journal and play cards and walk 15km and do the navigating with a map….unfortunately, they also bickered….in the largest Gothic cathedral of the world, no less. One tried to push another off a pew and gave him a boot when he shifted. One grumbled and muttered under her breath how boring it was – despite seeing Christopher Columbus’ tomb and a gold altar that was 30 meters high and an 800 year old hand-stitched flag and a 500 year old illuminated manuscript book. Another argued with everything that was said. All day. At least I didn’t yell;-)
Acually most of the day was OK! We wandered the city, climbed the Giralda Tower, visited the aforementioned cathedral and also popped inside the church that was in the Orange Trees Picture yesterday.