This is officially it- I
am going home to the real world in 4 days, and I cannot believe this time has
flown by so quickly. We are all starting
to get very depressed, realizing that our 4 month long vacation and cultural
experience is quickly coming to a halt.
Mari Luz and her family keep on saying they don’t want me to leave, or
that they are going to pack themselves with me in my suitcase. Mari Luz also insists that someday when I go
on my honeymoon, I honeymoon in her spare bedroom- although not sure that would
be the most romantic situation, it certainly is a sweet offer. I have learned so much
here- learned how fortunate we are in the US, how much people both envy our
lifestyle while we envy theirs.
Things I
will miss about Spain include: all day
siesta naps, some type of religious holiday almost every day in some city in Spain
(which is celebrated by all day drinking and no work or school), TAPAS, my
little dog Luna, my wonderful Spanish family, the winding streets with dozens
of shoe stores and specialty shops, our chino wine and candy, walking around
the city with cans of Alhambra beer, our easy class schedule and no work (no
responsibilities in general), speaking Spanish to anyone who cares to try to
understand our accent, saying I’m from Chicago and having people think that is
the coolest thing in the world, being blonde and having that be a rare thing, the
discotecas that are open until 7 am (even if I rarely last that late), Garcia lorca
park, art field trips, churros con chocolate, fake botellon behind Cortes
Ingles, bread lady and pan man, pastries in general, tortilla espanola, those
damn gypsies…and of course all of the people in the program I have become so
close with. I cannot believe I feel like
I finally found my niche here and now we are all being torn apart- but next
year will be SO much fun knowing so many new faces around campus.
My recent trips include a
spring break-esque trip to Lagos Portugal with basically the entire program, a
hiking trip through the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains through the
town Alpujarras, and a quick trip to Sevilla to see Las Ferias. These trips were amazing but I am in no mood
to write about them now- sorry Cha Cha and family J Ask me about them in person
if you’re very curious.
Today is the celebration
of “Los cruces” in Granada, not sure what that entails but we are all meeting
up to party and celebrate with the Spaniards!
Just a couple more days. Wish me
luck everyone with trying to pack my belongings into my suitcase. Thank you all for all of your support during
these 4 months, and I can’t wait to come home and tell everyone more about my
experience! Hasta luego!
