So the two families, the Spanish and the Swedish ones, finally met after O and I spent almost 7 years together! It was an intense, a bit stressful but fun Easter. It was a confusion of languages: my Spanish sister-in-law probably never spoke that much English before, my Swedish sister-in-law and my parents spoke German to my Spanish brother-in-law, and my German sister-in-law spoke Swedish to my family, my father used his smart phone to speak Spanish to my brother-in-law’s secretaries in the office (as my father had to work during the week), my sister spoke Spanish to the Spaniards and O’s parents spoke… Spanish to everyone and O and I were interpreting.
My parents promised O’s father that they would be back in the autumn to help him pick the figs… And O’s sister and niece are hopefully coming with us to Sweden in August!
Before my family arrived, O, his brother and his sister put the finishing touches to the renovation of a 4-bedroom apartment where the Swedish family members could stay. I think that the retro kitchen tiles are cool!
The local bakery and one of the tapas bars became the regular places for the Swedes and the owners told them that they were most welcome back! No wonder😉