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View from my walk into Montuïri from my house in the countryside.

For the past 6 weeks I've been living on a finca (country estate) 2.5 miles outside a small town called Montuïri on the Spanish island of Mallorca (also called Majorca) in the Mediterranean Sea.  Mallorca is part of the Balearic Islands located off the east coast of Spain which includes Menorca, Cabrera, Ibiza, and Formentera.  Over the past 8,000 years the archipelago has changed hands and has been occupied by the Phoenicians, Carthaginians, Romans, Vandals, and Moors.  You can see the historical influence from each of these civilizations as well as the religious influence from times of Christian and Muslim occupation.

Everywhere you go on the island you hear a mix of Spanish, German, Swedish, Russian, Swiss, Italian and English being spoken.  Even though Mallorca is part of Spain, Catalan is the preferred language of choice by the real locals.  Street signs tend to be in Catalan or Spanish, but not both.

So far my experience here has been pretty cool and I'll have more specific posts focusing on each experience.  I was supposed to fly back to San Diego on May 18, but decided to stay longer so I'll probably be adding quite a bit of content over the next month.  Here are some photos of the area I've been living in.

Playing an Instrument is Good for the Brain

View full lesson: http://ed.ted.com/lessons/how-playing-an-instrument-benefits-your-brain-anita-collins When you listen to music, multiple areas of your brain become engaged and active. But when you actually play an instrument, that activity becomes more like a full-body brain workout. What's going on? Anita Collins explains the fireworks that go off in musicians' brains when they play, and examines some of the long-term positive effects of this mental workout.

Lachesism: Longing for the Clarity of Disaster

LACHESISM
For a million years, we’ve watched the sky, and huddled in fear. But somehow you still find yourself quietly rooting for the storm. As if a part of you is tired of waiting, wondering when the world will fall apart—by lot, by fate, by the will of the gods—almost daring them to grant your wish.

ETYMOLOGY
Greek, from LACHESIS, "the disposer of lots." Lachesis is the name of the second of the three fates in Ancient Greek mythology. Clothed in white, Lachesis is the measurer of the thread woven by Clotho's spindle, the apportioner who decided how much time for life was to be allowed for each person or being. She measured the thread of life with her rod.

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows is a compendium of invented words written by John Koenig. Each original definition aims to fill a hole in the language-to give a name to emotions we all might experience but don't yet have a word for. 

WHAT IS THAT MUSIC?
"Unreal World" by Citokid

Lutalica: The Part of Your Identity That Doesn't Fit Into Categories

We all want to belong to something. But part of you is still rattling around inside these categories and labels that could never do you justice. THE DICTIONARY OF OBSCURE SORROWS http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com ↓ ETYMOLOGY, TRANSCRIPT & CREDITS ↓ Email the author: obscuresorrows@gmail.com Facebook https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Dictionary-of-Obscure-Sorrows/137197489655526 Twitter @ObscureSorrows https://twitter.com/obscuresorrows The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows is a compendium of invented words written by John Koenig.

Alazia: The Fear That You’re No Longer Able to Change

After so many years wondering what kind of person you were going to become one day, somewhere you forgot that this question actually has an answer, and that 'one day' will eventually arrive. If it hasn't already.

THE DICTIONARY OF OBSCURE SORROWS http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows is a compendium of invented words written by John Koenig.

Klexos: The Art of Dwelling on the Past

Your life is written in indelible ink. There's no going back to erase the past, tweak your mistakes, or fill in missed opportunities. When the moment's over, your fate is sealed. But if look closer, you notice the ink never really dries on any our experiences.

Kenopsia: The Eeriness of Places Left Behind

ETYMOLOGY: From Greek, kenosis "emptiness" + opsia "seeing" kenopsia, n. the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that's usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet-a school hallway in the evening, an unlit office on a weekend, vacant fairgrounds-an emotional afterimage that makes it seem not just empty but hyper-empty, with a total population in the negative, who are so conspicuously absent they glow like neon signs.

Nodus Tollens: When Your Life Doesn't Fit into a Story

nodus tollens n. the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore-that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don't understand, that don't even seem to belong in the same genre-which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.