So, I actually did not get to blog from Spain. Probably because blogging takes so long it would have cost me an extra 20 euro or so...and euros and dollars do not exchange prettily. I learned that over there.
What can I say about Spain? Probably too much. It was different. Mostly different in a bad way, but in some good ways too. I missed so much - people, food, customs, little things in life. For instance, my parents brought me a peanut butter and jelly to the airport...because they do not have peanut butter. I live on peanut butter. The Spanish guys were pigs and jerks and horrible. I made friends from around the world: Turkey, the Netherlands, Dublin, Dominican Republic, Australia, Canada, Morroco, and the UK. There are way too many funny stories from meeting people. Oh, and apparently my name over there is completely unknown and original. Everytime I met someone, they would tell me what a beautiful name I have and just fuss over it the whole time. The food was interesting to get used to, but once I did I loved it. Oh, and it stinks to come home and not be 21. It was really nice to be able to drink wine with dinner or sangria with dinner. I tried so many new things. I ate a baby pig; like literally, the pig's leg was sitting on my plate. Haha. Believe that. And I liked it. A lot. My classes were horrible. I hated every minute of them. The weather was nice the entire time we were there; we never had one day of rain at all. Imagine that, 4 and a half weeks and no rain. I saw some beautiful scenes and places. My Spanish is much better. I have picked up a kind of Castillian Spanish accent (they lisp a little bit), and I can roll my r's when I am speaking. Imagine that. Just for the rolling r's this trip was worth it. I have stayed in nasty nasty hostels. I have danced with Spanish boys in Spanish bars. I have made a complete fool of myself, but I've also had intelligent conversations in Spanish. This trip has made me a much more well-rounded person. BUT it's SO good to be home.
So, my host mom smoked so much that right now I sound like I'm dying because I basically am quitting smoking and getting used to fresh air. There is so much I want to tell people, but I can't even talk because I don't have a voice. How sad. Haha.
Well, there will be more to come later, but I just had to update at least a little. I have never been happier to be in America in my entire life.
"You can never do enough insane things. You have to drink life." –Benjamin Lebert
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