Zarautz has 60,000 inhabitants in the summer and supposedly it's going to drop to 20,000 this month as the youth start heading back to school. Classes are starting up, the good waves are coming, and the leaves are be changing color. With all this change happening around me, I notice how I have a chance to construct a lifestyle. Job choice, friends, and how time is spent are just a few of the choices that I have to make. I want to be deliberate in spending time with the Basque and not just get into a routine that gives minimum exposure.
It takes a special determination to get into it. There are great big groups of guys hanging out at the beach, but to go there and start making friends is kinda tough. I've gotta be patient and listen very well. Many times it feels awkward because I don't know how I fit in. A lot of the younger kids know me from the video games and will yell my name on the boardwalk which is cool. I'm just looking how to get regular meetings with the guys and get into the Word. It's super rad to see the same guys as we're paddling out to catch some waves, but I just don't want to settle for this basic social interaction.
In a town so small (and very dense), I bump into the same people frequently. Like the lady who I buy bread from lives on my street. I was chatting on spain's version of Myspace and the kid asked me where I lived. After shouting off my balcony it turns out he's my neighbor across the street. I skate home from work and I see the same people day after day. I have a favorite cashier at the grocery store. I don't ever want my life to become a mindless system, but a careful outpouring of Christ in every interaction.
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