Just call me Otoño
Arrived in España at approximately 9:15am (Spain time) which is 3am EST in case you were wondering and I wasn't Taken.. Whew
SO the thing about Spain is.. Everything's in spanish.. go figure and not so much to my surprise, my spanish is worse than i thought. awesome.
the family is the cutest and super nice and spent guap on me at the supermercado (the way to my heart is through my stomach, touché) but how stupid do i feel when their neighbors come over ask me a question like "¿cómo estaba su vuelo? (how was your flight?)" and i stare like a deer in headlights waiting for Eva, my host mom, to translate.. they smile like its ok but really they're thinking "stupid american" lol
anywhoo, Ismael, my lil student, is like an other 6 year old but he's superrr spoiled. he's like the only kind among like 9 adults who love love love him yet oddly enough, i don't want to kick him in the throat like most children. then again, it's only been one day.
did you know that in a Spain-ish house, their bathroom has two toilets? i feel slightly stupid asking what goes where..
I knew i would love these people when they took me out to lunch. a glass of spanish wine, spanish beer, and 3 rum and cokes later... who knows what kind of jibberish I was saying lol.
gotta love the spainards :)
no worries though. i'm behaving myself. gotta keep this one short. i'm off to bed. i'm jetlagged like a mofo and i need to get my beauty sleep for Ismael juego de fütbol mañana! or for all you non-spanish speaking folks (like myself) soccer game tomorrow lol.
peace,love,and rockets.
autumn
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