Oh my goodness, Barcelona is gorgeous.
My day started off taking the metro with my roommate to the IES center. We ended up being late to the orientation meetings and found out we were in separate ones. Somehow, I got tested and placed into the advanced Spanish section, which was mixed with the heritage speakers. This meant that EVERYTHING we did was in full on Spanish mode. Oh yes, and let me say that the girl to guy ration is absolutely horrific. There are 15 girls to 1 guy. So there ended up being only 2 guys in my whole orientation group. Anyways, like usual, I was lost. Maybe not physically lost like normal, but mentally lost. Suffice to say, orientation was pretty boring since I ended up zoning out. At the end of the meeting we got assigned a scavenger hunt to do with 5 other people. I met back up with my roommate and some other friends before the scavenger hunt and went to get pre paid go phones. Going from a smart phone to a hipster phone (like the ones I had in middle school) was very humbling, to say the least.
My scavenger hunt consisted of three girls from UT, one from Mizzou, and one guy from Penn State. The scavenger hunt was very very long and the walking got very very exhausting. I was able to bond with the people from my group though and I ended up liking them a lot. Most people here are awesome and friendly and totally down to making new friends. We talked about going to visit all these other places in Europe while on our trip. I say most people because not all the people are awesome. Many of the sorority girls I’ve met aren’t the friendliest. And if they are awesome individually, they ditch you right away when their friends come around. So those are some girls I probably won’t be getting very close to. But here are some pictures of the wonderful city I’ll be living in for the next two months.
I somehow managed to spend 300$ all in one day. Transportation and daily living expenses sure do add up. But the shopping here seems fabulous, so I’m not sure how I’m going to keep myself from going broke. There are just so many things that I want and so many more things to do.
So I’m thinking of writing out my daily musings and happenings while I’m in Spain on my Tumblr. This little project (if I can actually stick with it) is going to be for me, so maybe one day I can look back and reminisce and just because I really like to talk about my feelings.
To start off, I started freaking out at the airport. I used a metaphor earlier to describe my exact sentiments. It’s like that moment right before the roller coaster ride and you’re already strapped in and you’re going up that big big hill about to drop and you’re like fuck what was I thinking why would I purposely put myself through this, I change my mind. But then you can’t cause it’s already happening. That’s how I felt about this trip. Even right now, as I’m typing this in my homestay I can’t believe I’m actually here. This whole trip was based off of one spontaneous whim, and ever since then I’ve tried not to think too much about it cause every time I did I would get all anxious and stressed. So yeah I was freaking out big time at the airport and on the plane. I could already tell that there were cliques all around me, all these groups of people who had decided to study abroad with their best friends and their significant others. And I started freaking out even more because it suddenly hit me how by myself I was.
I’m not good at being alone, I’m an only child so I’ve had my fair share of being alone and I try not to be whenever possible. So, you could say I have a lot of best friends. I feel like a big reason why I have like 15 best friends is because I’m used to being let down. And this way, if one of my friends lets me down then I have someone else to be there for me. I don’t hold it against anyone because it’s all understandable, everyone has their own lives and I can’t expect them to always be there for me. This way, I never allow myself to be completely reliant on another person. And sitting there thinking about how I’ve gone from surrounding myself with my favorite people to having no one really freaked me out. But luckily for me soon after, I found a group of people I liked and hopefully we can all be friends.
After the airport, I took a taxi to my homestay. Barcelona reminds me a lot of Taiwan, I think it’s the business and city aspects that make it seem so familiar. Although one thing that’s different is all the Spanish. My years taking all those Spanish classes definitely did not prepare me for this. But I’m either going to sink or swim. I’ve attached a picture of the room I’ll be living in for the next two months.
The lady I’m living with seems really nice, I think she’s a professor. But I’m not sure cause I can only understand like 50% of the Spanish anyone speaks. I’m probably going to shower and pass out after writing this post. Another girl that’s with the IES program is also staying here, I’m not sure when she’ll be coming in. I’m excited for my first day, I’ll definitely be exploring later today!