I guess it's more like... I think a thought in English, and right away I'm like, "How do you say that in Spanish...?" and it can take awhile for me to remember that I'm allowed to think my own thoughts in my own language.
My host mom didn't bite my head off, so that was a relief.
She is really really nice, and the house is awesome. This is my room (well, part of it):
(Click the picture to see the enormous version.) I've got a few more pictures, which will be up on Facebook shortly.
The house is a tall, slim townhouse, called a chalet. There's a garage, then you go upstairs to the first floor, where there's the kitchen and the living room. On the second floor are my family's rooms and a study, and above that is the loft, where I live. It's HUGE, and somehow she guessed all my favorite colors, and my favorite pattern (rayas).
There's a desk, wireless internet, my own bathroom, and even a little balcony! Add that to my new like-seven-year-old little host-brother and I'm in Toodamncuteville. The floors are all tiled, so it's a little chilly, but the air temperature is very comfortable.
It's rainy out today and "cold" (42°F, according to weather.com). Apparently it "never rains or snows" here—except for the last few days, when that's all it's done. That's fine by me. It's still a fair sight warmer than back home.
We had lunch around two, and we're having a descanso right now, which means "rest." At five, I'm meeting up with the group again to figure out where I need to go tomorrow morning (¡clases!) and to do some shopping at a centro comercial until seven. Dinner will be around eight or eight-thirty.
Classes start tomorrow! I got all the classes I signed up for, so that's good. I have a few days to "shop around," but I think I'll probably stick with my schedule unless there's really a problem with one of my classes. I'd only have a few days to communicate with my advisers back home about credits transferring and I don't really want to try to deal with that if I don't have to.
I might take a quick siesta before going out. Is it cheesy that I keep inserting Spanish words? Well, I don't really care. They kind of keep sneaking in there.
Yes, it is! You will be so glad if you keep up the blog or at least keep a journal throughout your time there. Have fun!
ReplyDeleteColie, I love your bed, give me one!!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it CUTE? I love it. <3
ReplyDeleteHi Nicole! Great 'blogging' you're doing. I will try to keep in touch. I am glad you have sheetrocked walls, as I was under the impression every country other than the U.S. had homes made of clay or stone and the windows were just openings. HAH! just kidding. Anyway, enjoy your time in Espana.
ReplyDelete- Uncle Tim
OK, so now I have an official Profile!! Woo-hooo! Only picture I had at work is of Jameson as Rambo for Halloween. Hope you like it. Now I won't be 'Mr. Anonymous'.
ReplyDeleteHaha beautiful. :) In all honesty, I wasn't sure what to expect from a house out here. I was pleasantly surprised by the accommodations. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is so cool! I want to be there with you - more pictures, please. I want to see you outside your house and the host family.
ReplyDeleteWhat's the weather like?
P.S. That was me - how do I do a profile? I have to figure that out.
ReplyDeleteElise
Your room is awesome!
ReplyDeleteAlso, inserting Spanish words into your blog is inevitable. As I found out, there are some things you only really can say in Spanish...