On Spanish Adventures Part V: The Best Day

In which we at long last cover what ended up being the best day ever.

Our schedule only mentioned that we would be attending Paella cooking demonstration. So we assumed that we would be in a resturant in the city or at perhaps a demonstration kitchen in classroom at the culinary school. When we hopped on a subway I wasn't that surprised, most of our activities up to that point had taken part in the central part of the city so I figured this would be more on the outskirts. We travelled along and until we left the underground and immerged back into the light. That was when I realized we were headed somewhere a little different, we were leaving the city completely.
Shortly there after we arrived at our stop, we left the train and walked through a quiet little town a few minutes north of Valencia. It was strange, after being in the city for even such a short time coming to this small town felt so isolated and peaceful. I had assumed that we would be going to a small family resturant in town. I was right, and wrong.

We passed straight through town and upon reaching the edge we crossed a small street and stepped down onto a sidewalk. Well, maybe sidewalk is a little too generous. Really it was a path that was paved over an irrigation ditch between two feilds. There was a 2.5 foot drop off to the left and it inexplicably got narrower at the half way point. At the end of the path our guide, Manuel, turned up a gravel drive. We weren't going to a resturant, we were headed to a farm. Toni's farm to be exact.

Toni is a farmer and chef who believes that food should take as few steps as possible to get from the farm to the table. He also believes that dining should be a slow moving, family based experience. So he opened up his home to those that want to enjoy a traditional Spanish paella experience, and according to Manuel many in Valencia consider it to be the finest paella in the region¹.

Upon our arrival we were all taken aback by where we were. No one expected this. We looked around the courtyard and talked to one another about how amazing this all was. Some of the students couldn't get over the fact that there were chickens just freely roaming about². An older gentleman came over to Manuel and greeted him, Manuel introduced us to Toni and told us that Toni would be showing us around the farm and demonstrating how to make his paella.

The first thing we saw was the firehouse³ where they cooked the paella. Toni cooked all his paella over open flame in huge pans, on busier days he will cook up to three pans at once. Our students watched as his sous chef browned the rabbit and chicken that would go into the dish. Toni then called our students over to a table with a large pile of green beans and asked our students to help split them into thirds. They gladly gathered around and began to help out. The phrase 'many hands make light work' definitely came into play in that moment, they were done very quickly. After the beans were handled we went into a nearby barn that housed, among other things, antique farming equipment. Once there all of our students received straw hats, it was time to head out into the fields to get our salad for lunch.

We headed out away from the main house past some animal pens. Ducks, goats, donkeys, basically what you'd expect on the farm. Having spent some time as a part time chicken wrangler and farmers market employee it is easy to forget how fun it can be to unexpectedly come across farm animals. However, my students were very quick to remind me. It was so great to watch them laugh, take pictures with, and generally just be amazed by these beautiful animals. Getting to watch my students experience all these new opportunities has definitely been one of the greatest joys of this trip, it's something I look forward to every day we are here. Once we finally got them past the animals Toni took us out to into his fields where he harvested the greens and beets we would be having for lunch. Once he cut free a head of lettuce he would toss it to our students. At which point they noticed the bugs on the vegetables and freaked out a little. And thus did our students have their first experience with truly organic farming.

Side note: Toni is a big believer in organic farming. He doesn't want to have to use any GMO corn so he grows his own and keeps his own seeds. In fact Toni's whole operation really ran close to my heart. When I was back in Bloomington cooking for community dinner I would often think about what type of situation I could find myself in to be happy as a cook. I decided that for me to be happy I would have to have home based experience. Where I would have a set meal for a day and people would come in and sit at diningroom tables and enjoy whatever I made that day. It would include fresh purchased items to ensure freshness and would be very communal in its feel. This is similar to what Toni has going on. He welcomes people into his home for lunch but lunch happens at the scheduled time whether you are there or not. But you are welcome to stay and relax and eat as slow as you wish. Manuel told me that some people will stay from 1 until 6 (we were there until 5 or so).

Anyway, when we got back to the restaurant part of the farm the vegetables, water, and seasoning was already cooking. As we waited for the seasoning to be just right, so that we could try the broth, we were treated to a little refreshment. Toni brought out peanuts, butter beans⁴, beer, and coke for the students to enjoy. I loved walking among the students and just listening to them chat about the day while they sat in the shade of the tree. While the students were snacking my co-worker and I sat down with Manuel, our representative from the organization we were working with. It was a really neat experience to sit and talk with him for about an hour. We discussed working with college students and the struggles and joys of doing so. It was a really cool moment.

Finally the time was upon us and we headed into the resturant proper for dinner. And what a dinner! This was a multicourse affair. I didn't get pictures of EVERY course, but I got most of them.

Round 1: Bread

Of course we started with bread, what else would you expect. Spaniards freaking LOVE bread. So we had bread, with a tomato-olive oil spread. It tasted great, but it's a total trap. Don't fill up on bread people.


Round 2: Fried potatoes

No picture of this one. But I can describe it for you. Imagine fried potato cubes about two or three times the size of home fries from Denny's. Now season them with something that tastes similar to seasoning salt. Lastly put a huge blob of garlic mayonnaise on the top⁵. There you have it.

Round 3: Salad

There may have been an additional course in here but for the life of me I can't think of it at the moment. However, this salad with forever be in my brain. As will just about anytime in Spain that I was able to enjoy fresh vegetables. We went to town on these salads, it was made all the better by the fact that we helped to pick the lettuce and beets used.

Round 4: Paella

Traditional Valencian Paella includes: rabbit, chicken, green beans, butter beans, rice, and deliciousness. It was amazing. I was already feeling full but it didn't matter, I still ate every bite.

Round 5: Dessert

No pictures, sorry. It was a choice of orange slices or a wedge of roasted pumpkin. I went with the orange slices because I can roast a pumpkin myself in the states, I can't eat a fresh from the farm Valencian orange. I regret nothing.

Round 6: Port wine

We ended dinner with some port wine. It was very sweet, and very strong. Our students didn't really enjoy it all that much. I thought it was great.

So that was our day at Toni's. It's sad that it took me so long to write this. I literally had most of it done a week and a half ago. I'm going to try to keep updating with various stories from the trip over the next couple of weeks. Thanks for reading!
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1) Based on my, admittedly, limited experience I would have to agree.
2) Some of them desperately wanted to pick up the chicks that were there.
3) I don't know what it's really called, but its a little three sided structure where they had fires for cooking paella, so we'll go with firehouse.
4) A traditional component of paella, these delicious little beans were so tasty a number of students brought some back to the states with them.
5) Because if there's one thing people in spain love as much as bread it's mayonaise. It was inescapable. I once got mayonnaise with my paella (a rice dish), because Spain.

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On Spanish Adventures Part IV: Short and Sweet Addition

In which we catch up, mainly pictorially.

I have had so many amazing experiences the last three days that I want and need to write about¹. Between a bike tour of the old river, to visiting a farm and having the most amazing meal, to exploring the backstreets of old Valencia², to the football match last night. It's been a total whirlwind. But I just spent the last two and a half hours in my room grading so I'm getting a little stir crazy. But, I wanted to give a little update, let people know I'm alive, and share a few pictures.

Unfortunately most of my pictures are stuck on my camera, but I'll get them off of there soon. Until then, enjoy!

A shot from Old Valencia.

On our walking tour of Old Valencia there were a lot of neighborhood that had this classic European look. I didn't get to take as many pictures as I was hoping, but fortunately I went back a few days later with some students and was able to take some more.

This is a shot from further up the street.

Like most a lot of European cities you see a blend of classic architecture with modern flair.

We spent a whole day at a small farm just north of the city where a man has turned his home into a resturant for traditional paella. In his barn he has many of the tools they used to use to farm before modern conveniences. He also has peppers native to the region that you can't find anymore. As well as his own GMO-free corn³.

Adding rice to the paella.

This guy was awesome, he was the sous chef and he was great about talking with our students and letting them experience this multi-hour cooking process. He even hand wrote the paella recipe in spanish at the request of one of our students.

Seriously so good

Most of the beer here in spain is pretty cheap and terrible. Not that I ever complain about the price, I've bought a lot of beer for 1 Euro⁴. Before we came out to the farm one the director of the group we are working with mentioned that he and I could try this great beer that they had. It was amazing, it's almost like a saison but with honey and rosemary. My mind was blown. Then he said you could only get it at the brewery and I was a little disheartened.

Yesterday when I was walking around Old Valencia we saw a beer shop. One of my students wanted help picking out something for her dad so we popped in. I scanned through all of the beers from Spain and there on the bottom shelf in the last place I looked I saw this beer! So I bought some and will be bring it home with me!

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1) Before it all disappears from my mind grapes.

2) We found so much awesome street art.

3) This was the most amazing day, I will be writing about it more in the future.

4) So you don't tip in Spain. As a result servers don't try and up sell you on much. Last night a bartender talked me out of a nicer more expensive beer and down to a cheap shitty one. It was late so I didn't care, but talk about something that would never happen in the states.

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On Spanish Adventures Part III: Making Up For Lost Posts

In which we cover a number of topics because things got real busy real fast.

Well now, it didn't take long for the wheels to come off this train did it? Not that I'm surprised, or upset, having time to update this blog is nice but its not vital. Things the last few days have been super crazy, but also really awesome, it's 20:49 (or 8:49 if you rather) and I haven't even left for dinner yet¹. It's one of my student's birthday today and I promised him I'd go out with them tonight, so this is going to be a long, long day.

On Tuesday we took a tour of Old Valencia, this is the oldest part of the city², and it is what you imagine when you try and picture classic European cities. Narrow streets, old structures, cathedrals, etc. I was trailing behind the group most of the time to keep people movie so unfortunately I missed most of the discussion about the history of Valencia, however, I did get a bunch of good pictures. Though they are currently stuck on my SD card until I can get to a computer lab. Hopefully I'll get some of them posted soon. The funniest thing about the old district is how it turns into a touristy area so quickly. You turn a corner and, boom, there is "Hollywood America Restaurant³." When the tour was over a number of students wanted to hang out in the area and explore. However, they were unsure of how to get back to their homes so I stayed with them so I could help them out. Most of them went off on their own, I was just wanting a place to sit down and have a cheap beer. Two of my students joined me in the quest, which was ultimately successful. It was weird drinking with students, but at the same time it was a neat bonding experience to have. These were two of the students that I knew better which helped it feel a little more normalized, we had the chance to talk about whatever came to mind. It was a cool experience.

The next day started off slower, but picked up as the day went on. After class my co-worker and I spent a few hours in the office getting some work done and dealing with some students that were going to be moving to a new homestay location. Then we had the worst lunch ever⁴. Later that afternoon we went to watch a movie as a class. The program that we are working with normally deals with students who are strong Spanish speakers so they planned to take us to see a Chinese movie with Spanish subtitles. This was not a good idea. So instead there was a weekly discussion group that was watching movies based on the works of Shakespeare. So we watched the 90's cinematic classic "10 Things I Hate About You⁵." It was pretty sweet.

After the movie some of the students wanted to go out to a club that taught free salsa lessons. So before hand I went and got dinner with some of my students. This was especially exciting because they were three students who I didn't know all that well. It was really cool to get to interact with them in a new way. We found a little restaurant at which basically everything that was on the menu was 1 Euro, including drinks. Needless to say, it was quite the value. After dinner we met up with some other students and tracked down the salsa club. It's been years since I've salsad (salsa'd?⁶), we spent about 30 or so minutes practicing various steps, then we broke off and actually danced for a minute. It was cool to notice how something came back to me. Though I also was reminded of how much concentration it takes for me to dance, which leaves me stiff and awkward. After the dance we stepped out to cool down and found a few bars. This was probably the highlight of the night for me. Just a chance to sit out at a table out on a sidewalk and talk to my students, catching them at their most real and open. It was definitely a awesome moment.

I had hoped to get to today also, but I am beat and probably should have been in bed a while ago. Check back for more later.
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1) As of writing this sentence, I doubt I'll finish this whole post before I head out.
2) Duh and/or hello.
3) That wasn't the actual name, but it's not that far off.
4) Seriously, it was so bad I'm not even going to talk about it.
5) I hadn't seen this in a while, it was about the most 90's movie ever. With the possible exception of Empire Records.
6) Seltzered?

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On Spanish Adventures Part II: The Foodening

In which we discuss some food related stories

So I apparently have real problems purchasing fruit in foreign country. A little back story: a number of years ago I was in Italy with my family. One afternoon we stopped by a fruit stand and there were some peaches that looked delicious. So I started moving them around trying to find the best one, which is what I'd do in the states. Apparently this is a no-go in Italy and some little Italian guy yelled at me. Okay, lesson learned. Jump to yesterday. We stopped by a grocery to pick some stuff up and I grabbed some bananas to eat in the morning. Eventually we went to check out. All of our stuff went through no problem. When the bananas came up woman working the register looked at them for a few minutes then said something in Spanish to my co-instructor¹. Then she grabbed the avacados that were next in line, she said something else then sent them aside as well. We paid and left, sans produce. I asked what had happened and learned that apparently we were supposed to weigh the produce before we came up to pay. Who knew. So now I've got to go back later for my bananas, which was a real bummer this morning. A banana would have been real tasty this morning with my yogurt.

Last night the big event with our students was a welcome dinner downtown. We went to a resturant/club/I don't now what to enjoy our meal. The representative from the company we are working with generously scheduled an early dinner for us, 8:30pm². We were all pretty hungry, but that wouldn't last too long as there was a ton of food. We were lucky enough to enjoy a traditional tapas meal, which was a great thing to start off with. The way tapas works is you are brought a plate of tapas (or appetizers) and everyone can try one, or two or three depending on what it was. All together we got to try nine different dishes, and trust me when I tell you that by the end of the meal were incredibly full. Here's a rundown of what we had:

• Gazpacho - a cold tomato soup, super fresh, I'd never had it before but quite liked it
• Bolas de Bascalao - Cod and breading formed into balls then fried, very good, not too fishy
• Spanish ham on bread - A famous offering, traditional Spanish ham on crusty bread served with a tomato and olive oil spread
• Cured pork loin and cheese - This was my favorite tapa, the pork loin was AMAZING I wanted to bring a bunch of it home with me
• Shrimp pancake - There was a more official sounding name but I can't rememeber what it was, these looked like potato pancakes, except with shrimp
• Croissant with eggplant, brie, olives, and tomato marmalade - This was a great combination of sweet and savory, the croissant was a nice change of pace after a lot of baguette, the marmalade paired well with the brie and brought the whole thing together³
• Fried seafood basket - This is when things started getting real, this dish included: fried calamari, mussels, a small fried white fish, and fried whole sardines (heads and all). I'm proud to say that I tried all of them, including eating the sardine, head first I might add⁴

• Fried chicken wings - served with a teriyaki sauce, probably the weakest of the offerings, especially since we had eaten so much at this point
• Fresh fruit cup - This was a simple dish to end on, but it was great way to end, it really bookended things well with the gazpacho

This morning after class I went to a bakery with some students and grabbed an empanada as a snack, but now I'm getting real hungry so I guess it's time to go find some lunch.
Random Spain Factoids of the Day

• When you buy bottled water make sure you don't by carbonated lemon flavored water. Whoops.
• Jumping from an iPhone to a cheap Samsung burner has been a real pain in my ass
• How have I been here a full day and not had any beer OR wine yet. What a travesty⁵.
• Between starting this post and now I went by a fruit market where I purchased two oranges and two bananas for .82 euros. What a deal!

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1) Oh lack of Spanish speaking ability you've gotten the best of me yet again.
2) Here's a standard Spanish eating schedule: 7:30/8:00 a light breakfast (cereal, pastry, coffee), 10:30/11:00 brunch (a sandwich and beer), 1:30/2:00 lunch (biggest meal of the day), 5:00ish a snack, 9:00/10:00 dinner
3) Plus, olives, take that, adventurous eating goal.
4) I actually liked it more than I thought I would. Though as one of my students mentioned, it kind of tasted like a fishstick, just, you know, with a head attached.
5) This one isn't a factoid, but I needed to share, what an outrageous situation to find myself in.

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On Spanish Adventures Part I: Beginnings

In which a trip is taken, a stage is set, and sleep is missed.

I'm currently writing this from a bus in the middle the Spanish countryside¹. I am on my way to Valencia for a three week study abroad trip for my job. I am incredibly excited and fortunate to be taking part in such a once in a lifetime experience. As I was planning for the trip I was trying to think of the best way to keep people back home informed about how things were going. Ultimately I decided that jumping back into the blogging pool was the easiest way to go about it². My hope is to write a post every day or so giving updates, sharing stories, and, as is typical of my writing style, regale you with nonsense riddled with misspellings³.

So how did I get to Spain? Well I'm lucky enough to be apart of a team focused on giving our students a well rounded collegiate experience, so a few years ago we began to offer affordable study abroad trips in May. Most of our students wouldn't be able to afford to a traditional study abroad experience, so a short term one like ours is a great fit. My role in all of this is as one of two instructors on the trip. It's been a long, exhausting journey over the last semester in order to get ready and now that we're here it's almost surreal. For the longest time the trip seemed like a distant object on the horizon that never came closer. Just in the last few weeks did it begin to feel real. Really I haven't had much time to process it all, or even consider what I hope to gain from the experience. We ask our students all the time what they are most looking forward to, and to be honest I don't know that I ever had an answer to that myself.

But, what good is a blog if you can't use it to process things in your life⁴. So without further ado, here is my list of hopes, wishes, and goals for the next three weeks.
1) To allow myself to be immersed into Spanish culture. As an introvert and a 9 my default is to retreat inward and to find comfort in the familiar. I want to get out and experience Spanish life and all that entails.
2) To connect deeply with the students on the trip. Of the 20 students on the trip I know about half fairly well and about 4 of them very well. I know that I won't ever know all them at the same level, but I want to get to know them all more than I already do.
3) To stay active. Whether it's working out in the morning, going for hikes, or only biking around town, I want to stay active over the next three weeks.
4) To know myself better. I am always encouraging my students to be self-reflective and to look inward. This last semester it hit me that I don't do this often enough myself. I hope that upon returning to the states I better understand what motivates me, what my goals are, and of who I am as an individual.
5) I want to be an adventurous eater. Food is weird guys. I'm not an olive fan, I'm not a mussel fan, I've never had sardines but they don't sound too good. Guess what foods I'll see a lot of the next three week? Olives, mussels, and sardines. I'm going to force myself to try some things that I might not normally enjoy. Maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised.
6) Have a wealthy Spanish countess fall madly in love with me⁵. This one's self-explanatory.
Random Spain Factoids of the Day^TM:

• Our contact in Valencia looks like a Spanish Agent Coulson.
• My room reminds me a lot of Bruce Willis's place in The Fifth Element⁶.
• Paella count: 1

Our bus ride is almost over so I'm going to wrap things up for today. Be sure to check back tomorrow for more.
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1) As I was typing that sentence I looked to my left and saw a herd of sheep.
2) Granted this pool may have dried up two years ago, but I just couldn't bring myself to great a tumblr account.
3) And of course footnotes, lots of footnotes.
4) I mean, that's why Livejournal was created.
5) I don't know if there are Spanish countesses, but a guy can dream.
6) Which really was Bruce Willis at his finest.

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On an Unexpected Entry

In which, at long last, we have something to discuss.

It’s been a long time since I last wrote anything. There have been a number of reasons, not feeling motivated to write being among the top. But this morning I woke up and felt the need to write. In particular I felt the need to write about Jesus. Today is Palm Sunday and across the world priests and pastors and teachers and believers read what is commonly know as “The Triumphal Entry.”

Growing up I was familiar with the text, mainly for the fact that at church they would give all the kids palm fronds to wave around. I would usually just pull the leaves off of them and was lucky to have anything left by the time we headed home.

A few years ago¹ I was asked by my community-mates to prepare a short sermon/discussion about any text I wanted for a spring retreat² we were taking. The retreat happened to fall on Palm Sunday that year so I dug into the passage of Jesus’s entry as told by John. What I learned was amazing and beautiful, as a result this became one of my favorite passages in the Gospels.  

To get us rolling here is the relevant text that I want to discuss³:

The next day a huge crowd came to the festival, having heard that Jesus is coming to Jerusalem. So they got branches of palm trees and went out to meet him and were roaring:

‘Hosanna [literally, O please save us now]!                          Blessings on the One Who Is Coming in the Name of the Lord!      Yes, the King of Israel!’

But Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it, just as it is written in Scripture:

‘Do not be afraid, daughter of Zion;                                          Look! Your King is coming,                                                       Sitting on a donkey’s colt!’

Four short versus, and yet, there is quite a lot going on here. First a little historical background to set the stage. At this point in history the people of Israel were under Roman rule. While there were some Jewish leaders in positions of power they didn’t do much of anything without the say-so of Rome. And this situation was not a new one for the Jewish people. They had be toiling under the rule of various people for many years. But there was hope in the Messiah, it was believed that one day a Messiah would come, throw off the shackles of bondage, and free Israel.

People wanted a leader. A revolutionary. A king. And many of them found this in Jesus. So they decided to announce that fact in a very obvious way, that sadly isn’t as obvious to us now. When the passage starts we find that, upon hearing that Jesus was approaching, the people gathered palm fronds to waive around. This may seem like simple way to get a parade going, but there is a deeper meaning going on as well.

Palms, at this time, had an extremely patriotic mean. They were used when the temple was rededicated, and more importantly when Israel rebelled against Rome two previous times the rebels printed coins with palms on them. Simply put; the palm was a symbol of rebellion and of war.

Maybe you think that we are reading too much into this. Perhaps the people just didn’t have time to pick up confetti and signage so they went with the most available thing? Perhaps, but let’s look at the next little section, when the people start chanting. The first two lines are quotes straight from Psalm 118. The last line though? They added “Blessed is the King of Israel.” And that is a large addition. They were calling for Jesus to take his place as a new King of Israel and cast off the Roman rule. They want him to enter with sound and fury, a great warrior and rebel.

Jesus, being Jesus, responds in a beautiful way.

“But Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it…”

Horses are majestic creature, they are graceful and when you stroll into town on one there is a high likelihood of looking like a boss⁴. Donkeys on the other hand are more awkward, they tend to jostle their riders. It’s tough to look regal on a donkey. A grown man riding on a young donkey? Even tougher. Jesus very consciously chose to ride in on an animal that would downplay his grandeur. He took on a role of humility, certainly not the role of warrior or rebel that the people were hoping for. In fact, culturally, his choice of ride said exactly the opposite.

When a king rode a horse his purpose was one of war, he meant to conquer. When he rode a donkey he was coming peaceably. Jesus was sending a clear message to those who wanted him to be a conquering hero, that wasn’t his way. He wasn’t going to be overthrowing anyone, at least not in the way people hoped. Jesus wasn’t out and out deigning his role as a king, he still entered in a kingly fashion, but he wasn’t your typical king.

There is a very strong nationalist vibe going on during the beginning of this passage. The people wanted Jesus to be their king, the king of Israel, a king FOR Israel. When I think about this moment, this point when people loudly cried out for Jesus to be just for them I think of a lot of the voices that I hear in this country today. Often I hear politicians, church leaders, and talking heads bring up how the United States is “God’s country” or that we are blessed or in some way specially set aside by God. In the passage when the Israelites waved the palms a close analogy would be a group of people waving American flags as Jesus entered the city.

Certainly there are people out there that would have no problem with this. However, I believe that Jesus, through his actions, pushed back against this view. Jesus didn’t come as a warrior king for one nation. He is a peaceful king for all nations.

Please don’t read this to mean I am taking a negative view of patriotism. That is not my intent. However, patriotism wrapped up faith, and in Jesus, is something that I think is dangerous and is something that we need to avoid. As we enter into Holy week I hope that you will think about this passage, envision the palms not as the symbol of one nations, but of all nations. When celebrating the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus join me considering all of our brothers and sisters across the globe.

Ironically the Pharisees bring it all together in verse 19 when they say ‘See you’re getting nowhere at all! Look! The whole world is going after him!’ Jesus came for all of us so that we may all have the opportunity to know him.

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¹ I can't believe it's been two years, what the what.

On the Season of Awards

In which we reflect back on some of the momentous occasions of the past year.


It's award season again, or at least it was¹. The Oscars have come and gone and praise has been placed upon actors, directors, producers, and others in the film industry. I hate movie awards, you can read all about it here.

This year, however, I am going to handout some awards of my own.

• Most Badass Hero That Might Also Be Autistic, Maybe - Ryan Gosling (the Driver), Drive

• Best On-Screen Duo - James McAvoy & Micheal Fassbender (Professor X & Magneto), X-Men: First Class

• Best Movie That the Trailer Made Look Terrible - Rise of the Planet of the Apes

• Most Likely to Remind You of the Wire - Attack the Block

• Most Forgetable Blockbuster - Cowboys & Aliens²

• MRR (Most Rediculous Runner) - Tom Cruise (Ethan Hunt), Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol

• Least Favorite Movie - Sherlock Holmes

• Rookie of the Year - John Boyega, Attack the Block

• Most Magical Film Experience - Hugo (in 3D)

• Most Hottest Actor³ - Chris Helmsworth, Thor

• Most Cutest Actress - Jodie Whittaker, Attack the Block

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¹ Honesty time, this post was supposed to be written over a week ago

² No joke, as I was thinking of these I forgot about Cowboys & Aliens and almost awarded it to a different movie

³ Thanks Colleen for the award name