Spain. Why Spain? Why do I even speak Spanish? Thank my madre for that. :) Te amo! I never thought I would use this Spanish that I would learn beginning in Kindergarten. But luckily, it has definitely been useful, and fun, haha. And had I known I would need this, I would have paid more attention in Maestra's classes. ;)
Ok, enough reminiscing. Time to reminisce back two months to start this journey. Let's see if I can remember.
It seems like it all came so fast... for reals. I remember sitting in Nuria's class and being like, "Only three months till I'm in Spain!" And then I learned Hector was going too! That got me even more excited, glad that I would know someone. Every day, we would talk about visas and plane tickets and how much longer till we left. We were so stoked.
The day finally came to leave, and I don't even know how I felt. I do remember thinking that it was definitely surreal. There was no way that I was getting on a plane and going to a foreign country to live for 4 months, only knowing ONE person. At least we met up with Cory and Catherine.
We get there, nervous out of our wits on where we were going, since we had NO idea. PS the Madrid airport = HUGE. And kind of scary. But there are little green men all over the place, that tell you where to go.
Wow, getting to Spain was quite the ordeal in itself, now to get to the homestay. After waiting for three hours in the airport trying to figure out the best way to get home, we finally decide on getting a shuttle to take Hector and Catherine to theirs, and me to mine. Sola. But I managed to do it, and I was exhausted by the time I got there, so glad to finally sleep in a bed.
School the next day, joy. Thank gosh Raquel is my roommate. That is all I have to say. Without her, I would have never made it that day. You don't even know. I had not a clue as to where school even was.
Luckily we get there on time. Still don't really know anyone except for Hector, Raquel, Cory, and Catherine, and Debbie, who we met in the metro.
When we get to school, we learn that our classes don't start till 11:40. Yes! Until I had that whole mixup with translation and it ended up being at Berzosa, in BFE. Haha. The only good thing about that whole ish was that I met Trish! ("You look like you're from the US... Yeah, San Diego... No way!") Trish is my KDZ homie. We're like this. -Crosses fingers-. Yeah we have the D in common.
Let's see, what else has been of interest. Ireland! Love it. I want to go back. It's amazing.
Partying till 6am. Yup, the clubs don't close till 6.
I think a list format is easier. Most memorable so far:
- Wednesday nights at Orange
- Thursday nights at Joy
- Friday nights at Kapital (TRIFECTA!)
- Living with Raquel
- Prepartying with Raquel (Shots before dinner!)
- Trish and Jeannette sneaking in
- The damn Metro
- "Proxima estacion: Francos Rodriguez. Correthpondenthia con: Escuela"
- HIPPY and SIPPY! PasaPalabra! Ooh yeah.
- The Brazilians and Calle Gaztambide!
- Taking the metro home from the Cave Bar and Moncloa.... wait we live in Moncloa
- Taking the metro from Gran Via to Sol.... when you could walk there faster
- El Corte Ingles.
- Michigannnnn :]
- Fanta and wine. Yummmm Cien Montaditos botellon.
- Vale? De Acuerdo? Si? -Crazy eyes and lips-
- VelazQUEzzzzz.
- Tex Mex Doritos (Random, but amazing)
- Napolitanas. Nuff Said.
This experience has been Insannnityyyy.
I'm so glad I'm doing it.
Some of my favorite pictures. I promise to take more.
The Girls! Before going out... somewhere.
A Toro, an Egyptian, and Robin Hood in Cadiz. This picture does not do justice on how hilarious this was.
Jenn and her ice cream :]
I didn't get a picture of the deer, so Lyndsey and Debbie reenacted it for me.
HAHAHA Raquel's face is priceless.
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