Still in Spain
Hey all,
How goes it? I´m continuing to adjust here in spain. everyone seems to feel really at home already, and there have been a lot of comments along the lines of "have we really only been here five days?" I´m currently in the process of a finding a cafe to make my own, and I´m still working the kinks out of my schedule. My family is still amazing, although I haven´t really seen any of them for some time. I think both brothers are with their dad, and mi señora has started working, so she´s out of the house until 7:30. I myself have been out of the house most evenings, so in between there´s not much overlap.
My classes are amazing. I haven´t had my art class yet, but it is in the Prado. As in, we´ll be able to see the paintings as we talk about them. The history teacher, Rafa, is pretty much the nicest guy I´ve ever met, and Humberto is an amazing teacher.
I´ve run into a few difficulties so far, but most of them stem from my own stupidity. I brought an alarm clock that doesn´t run on batteries, as I thought it would (should´ve checked). I bought an electrical adapter here to accomodate the goofy roundhole sockets, and the extra voltage (230V! US is only 120 V) completely fried my clock. My cell phone has no charger, so I can´t use that as an alarm clock. I only made it to class this morning because I had a bad dream about being devoured by fist sized ticks. Not a great start to the day.
I played some frisbee with Los Quijotes yesterday. They´re the local frisbee team, but the majority of the people (i.e. 90%) were from America. All the Americans want to speak english, and it seems like Byron, the other spaniards and I are the only people who want to play frisbee in Spanish (or speak spanish at practice, for that matter). Practice was frustrating to play for a couple of reasons. One, I haven´t played frisbee for about two weeks, and I feel really rusty. Two, the field is made out of dirt. Literally. It´s been super dry here, and grass is too expensive to maintain, and so...we play in dirt. I also think the air might be different, I feel like the disc hangs differently. Or I´m so rsuty I´m looking for excuses. And finally, there were maybe 30 people at the practice, meaning PT was at a minimum. Lastima. There´s supposedly a hat beach tournament in Mallorca coming up in October, and I think I´ll try to go if it isn´t too costly.
The tutors took us to a discotecha last night to dance salsa. It was fun, but mostly awkward. However, I´ve got a new goal of learning how to dance salsa. Hopefully I´ll have super sexy salsa dance moves when I return. However, it is far mroe likely I´ll simply have learned a new way to shuffle awkwardly.
Hasta Luego,
Sean OUT
How goes it? I´m continuing to adjust here in spain. everyone seems to feel really at home already, and there have been a lot of comments along the lines of "have we really only been here five days?" I´m currently in the process of a finding a cafe to make my own, and I´m still working the kinks out of my schedule. My family is still amazing, although I haven´t really seen any of them for some time. I think both brothers are with their dad, and mi señora has started working, so she´s out of the house until 7:30. I myself have been out of the house most evenings, so in between there´s not much overlap.
My classes are amazing. I haven´t had my art class yet, but it is in the Prado. As in, we´ll be able to see the paintings as we talk about them. The history teacher, Rafa, is pretty much the nicest guy I´ve ever met, and Humberto is an amazing teacher.
I´ve run into a few difficulties so far, but most of them stem from my own stupidity. I brought an alarm clock that doesn´t run on batteries, as I thought it would (should´ve checked). I bought an electrical adapter here to accomodate the goofy roundhole sockets, and the extra voltage (230V! US is only 120 V) completely fried my clock. My cell phone has no charger, so I can´t use that as an alarm clock. I only made it to class this morning because I had a bad dream about being devoured by fist sized ticks. Not a great start to the day.
I played some frisbee with Los Quijotes yesterday. They´re the local frisbee team, but the majority of the people (i.e. 90%) were from America. All the Americans want to speak english, and it seems like Byron, the other spaniards and I are the only people who want to play frisbee in Spanish (or speak spanish at practice, for that matter). Practice was frustrating to play for a couple of reasons. One, I haven´t played frisbee for about two weeks, and I feel really rusty. Two, the field is made out of dirt. Literally. It´s been super dry here, and grass is too expensive to maintain, and so...we play in dirt. I also think the air might be different, I feel like the disc hangs differently. Or I´m so rsuty I´m looking for excuses. And finally, there were maybe 30 people at the practice, meaning PT was at a minimum. Lastima. There´s supposedly a hat beach tournament in Mallorca coming up in October, and I think I´ll try to go if it isn´t too costly.
The tutors took us to a discotecha last night to dance salsa. It was fun, but mostly awkward. However, I´ve got a new goal of learning how to dance salsa. Hopefully I´ll have super sexy salsa dance moves when I return. However, it is far mroe likely I´ll simply have learned a new way to shuffle awkwardly.
Hasta Luego,
Sean OUT
posted by Sean at 9:15 AM
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