- Take more pictures. I have taken a pitiful amount of pictures this year. So, I should probably do something to change that.
- Go out more. Of course I love the occasional cozy Friday night at home, hanging out with friends... but I also love the occasional night out, too. I loved going out in Toledo last year, and I kind of miss it. I want to find the cool bars in Sevilla. I want to go out and meet cool new people. And you know, I'm not opposed to the occasional gin and tonic, either.
- Learn Spanish. Ok, I guess I do know Spanish. But for some reason, I feel like I know less Spanish now than I did a year ago. Is that possible? I am blaming it on the Andalusian accent, and on the fact that I almost always speak English these days (probably more the later, but I swear the accent makes a difference, too!). So, with a combination of more practice, and quite possibly a tutor, I am hoping to improve my Spanish. And I have also seriously flirted with the idea of taking the DELE exam in May. I thought about it last year, but I didn't do it. And now I'm thinking about doing it again. It's a matter of money and dedication. So we'll see. But I definitely need to start taking advantage of these opportunities to practice Spanish. Duh.
- Write. This includes blogging and journaling... lucky you!
- Read. This is never a bad resolution. I've also just recently figured out how to rent library books on my kindle, and I'm pretty pumped about it.
12/30/2011
Resolutions
Since my first two months in Sevilla haven't exactly been ideal... And since 2011 is ending, and 2012 brings with it all sorts of inspiring ideas of change... And because I've (finally) been reading The Happiness Project... I've decided that it would behoove me to start thinking about some resolutions that I might realistically consider adopting in the near future. These aren't really life changing or earth shattering resolutions... they're just short term goals that I think will make the next few months in Sevilla a little more enjoyable and productive. So here goes.
12/22/2011
Growth
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that, but simply growth. We are happy when we are growing. -William Butler Yeats
12/21/2011
Back in the US of A
Yep. I'm totally in America now!
I brought 1 dollar bill back from Spain, and I spent it on a Mountain Dew in the airport. So worth it!
I have watched Teen Mom 2, 16 & Pregnant, Toddlers and Tiaras, My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding, and a whole slew of other trashy tv shows. What a great use of my time at home!
I have spent a day baking with my grandma, and wandering the aisles of grocery stores in amazement at the options available. I want to buy EVERYTHING! And I ate sloppy joes, which was pretty freakin' delicious. I don't remember ever loving sloppy joes as much as I did yesterday. They were so good.
I spent today at home, doing absolutely nothing. And it was kind of wonderful.
I've seen a lot of family, but I haven't seen most of my friends yet. I will see them before the week is over, though. And I'm so excited!
This trip home has pretty much broken the bank, and I don't really have much money to be throwing around. But I'm so happy to be here.
Here is a short list of things I would like to do before I head back to Spain:
See everybody. duh.
Go downtown to see the tree, etc.
Eat at Fatheads. Yum.
Go to the mall.
Go see a movie.
Do something awesome on New Years Eve.
Go out with my cousins, to celebrate Andy's 21st birthday.
Go to Target.
I feel like there should be many more things on this list, but that will have to do for now.
I'm on my way to the library. How exciting!
I brought 1 dollar bill back from Spain, and I spent it on a Mountain Dew in the airport. So worth it!
I have watched Teen Mom 2, 16 & Pregnant, Toddlers and Tiaras, My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding, and a whole slew of other trashy tv shows. What a great use of my time at home!
I have spent a day baking with my grandma, and wandering the aisles of grocery stores in amazement at the options available. I want to buy EVERYTHING! And I ate sloppy joes, which was pretty freakin' delicious. I don't remember ever loving sloppy joes as much as I did yesterday. They were so good.
I spent today at home, doing absolutely nothing. And it was kind of wonderful.
I've seen a lot of family, but I haven't seen most of my friends yet. I will see them before the week is over, though. And I'm so excited!
This trip home has pretty much broken the bank, and I don't really have much money to be throwing around. But I'm so happy to be here.
Here is a short list of things I would like to do before I head back to Spain:
See everybody. duh.
Go downtown to see the tree, etc.
Eat at Fatheads. Yum.
Go to the mall.
Go see a movie.
Do something awesome on New Years Eve.
Go out with my cousins, to celebrate Andy's 21st birthday.
Go to Target.
I feel like there should be many more things on this list, but that will have to do for now.
I'm on my way to the library. How exciting!
12/12/2011
Thanks, Pablo, for reminding me that I love Spanish.
In order to cheer myself up, I need to start remembering some of the reasons I love being here.
One of the most obvious is that I simply love being surrounded by Spanish. For over 10 years now, I have studied and loved the language. And sometimes, I take for granted the fact that I have the opportunity to live and learn here. I will admit that I speak my fair share of English on a daily basis, and my Spanish has not really been improving lately. But when I am back at home in the States, I just miss Spanish being the norm. (I suppose I could just spend more time at the grocery store in Beechview, but it's just not the same!) I still love learning Spanish. I love learning new words and new ways to express myself. And I love it when people tell me that I speak it well (though this is happening less and less these days! whoops!).
Some people speak Spanish so beautifully and effortlessly that I just love listening to them speak. (This is not as common of an occurrence in Andalucía, ;) but it still happens every now and then.) Sure, it's their native language, but some people just speak it so well! It blows my mind how effortless it seems. And yes, I realize how silly this sounds. I laugh when people say the same thing about me speaking English.
Anyway, I have recently been listening to this song on repeat. It's by Pablo Alborán, and it's called Perdóname. It's gorgeous! It's not just the music, but the Spanish, too, the way it just flows from his tongue. The song is also heartbreaking. So unless you understand what it's saying, just let it play and let the sound of the Spanish words stir your soul. For those of you who do read Spanish, I'll post the lyrics, too. Beacause even though it's heartbreaking, it's a beauty. :) Enjoy!
Siento volverte loca
Darte el veneno de mi boca
Siento tener que irme así
Sin decirte adiós
Ni una sola palabra más
No mas besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
Perdóname
One of the most obvious is that I simply love being surrounded by Spanish. For over 10 years now, I have studied and loved the language. And sometimes, I take for granted the fact that I have the opportunity to live and learn here. I will admit that I speak my fair share of English on a daily basis, and my Spanish has not really been improving lately. But when I am back at home in the States, I just miss Spanish being the norm. (I suppose I could just spend more time at the grocery store in Beechview, but it's just not the same!) I still love learning Spanish. I love learning new words and new ways to express myself. And I love it when people tell me that I speak it well (though this is happening less and less these days! whoops!).
Some people speak Spanish so beautifully and effortlessly that I just love listening to them speak. (This is not as common of an occurrence in Andalucía, ;) but it still happens every now and then.) Sure, it's their native language, but some people just speak it so well! It blows my mind how effortless it seems. And yes, I realize how silly this sounds. I laugh when people say the same thing about me speaking English.
Anyway, I have recently been listening to this song on repeat. It's by Pablo Alborán, and it's called Perdóname. It's gorgeous! It's not just the music, but the Spanish, too, the way it just flows from his tongue. The song is also heartbreaking. So unless you understand what it's saying, just let it play and let the sound of the Spanish words stir your soul. For those of you who do read Spanish, I'll post the lyrics, too. Beacause even though it's heartbreaking, it's a beauty. :) Enjoy!
Perdóname
Pablo Alborán
Si alguna vez preguntas el por que
No sabré decirte la razón
Yo no la sé
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Si alguna vez maldicen nuestro amor
Comprenderé tu corazón
Tú no me entenderás
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Ni una sola palabra más
No más besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
Si alguna vez
Creíste que por ti
O por tu culpa me marché
No fuiste tú
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Si alguna vez te hice sonreír
Creíste poco a poco en mi
Fui yo lo sé
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Ni una sola palabra más
No más besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
No sabré decirte la razón
Yo no la sé
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Si alguna vez maldicen nuestro amor
Comprenderé tu corazón
Tú no me entenderás
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Ni una sola palabra más
No más besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
Si alguna vez
Creíste que por ti
O por tu culpa me marché
No fuiste tú
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Si alguna vez te hice sonreír
Creíste poco a poco en mi
Fui yo lo sé
Por eso y más
Perdóname
Ni una sola palabra más
No más besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
Siento volverte loca
Darte el veneno de mi boca
Siento tener que irme así
Sin decirte adiós
Ni una sola palabra más
No mas besos al alba
Ni una sola caricia habrá
Esto se acaba aquí
No hay manera ni forma
De decir que sí
Perdóname
12/09/2011
Unrequited Love Affair
Sorry for the lack of posting. I'm somewhat of a vagabond these days. And to be honest, I've been a little bit of a Debbie Downer, too, and I don't want that rubbing off on all of you kind people.
I am spending as little time as possible at my own apartment these days. I am searching in earnest for a new place. And the icing on the cake? I no longer have internet at home. That makes life a little difficult. I have done way too much laundry and I have gone into work an hour early on multiple occasions. This is no way to live. ;)
Luckily, during this time of unrest and uncertainty, I have realized just how great the people around me are (but I mean, I always knew that). I have several people offering their homes and internet to me... people who cook for me, whether they want to or not. When I get settled into a new place, I promise I'll return the favor(s).
I am beginning to feel like my life in Spain is an unrequited love affair. I feel like I have given up everything to be here, and Spain is giving me nothing in return these days. (Don't worry, Spain. I'm getting the hints.) Between extranjería issues, and apartment issues, and your general it's-obvious-that-I-don't-belong-in-this-culture issues, I have been a little discouraged lately. But I'm hoping that a new apartment and a new year will make things much better when I get back from Christmas vacation.
Oh, and by the way, can we talk about how excited I am to go home for Christmas? It's pretty much what's keeping me going these days. Perhaps I prepared myself mentally for it last year, or maybe I've just given up this year because I know the break is coming shortly, but I can't imagine staying here over the holidays again. Not this year.
And thank God I can listen to songs like these again. Christmas was less fun without these gems in my playlists.
I, too, am heading for Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie. :)
Hope things are going well for all of you.
I'm still hoping that I'll come back from the United States to find a new energy in my life here.
I am spending as little time as possible at my own apartment these days. I am searching in earnest for a new place. And the icing on the cake? I no longer have internet at home. That makes life a little difficult. I have done way too much laundry and I have gone into work an hour early on multiple occasions. This is no way to live. ;)
Luckily, during this time of unrest and uncertainty, I have realized just how great the people around me are (but I mean, I always knew that). I have several people offering their homes and internet to me... people who cook for me, whether they want to or not. When I get settled into a new place, I promise I'll return the favor(s).
I am beginning to feel like my life in Spain is an unrequited love affair. I feel like I have given up everything to be here, and Spain is giving me nothing in return these days. (Don't worry, Spain. I'm getting the hints.) Between extranjería issues, and apartment issues, and your general it's-obvious-that-I-don't-belong-in-this-culture issues, I have been a little discouraged lately. But I'm hoping that a new apartment and a new year will make things much better when I get back from Christmas vacation.
Oh, and by the way, can we talk about how excited I am to go home for Christmas? It's pretty much what's keeping me going these days. Perhaps I prepared myself mentally for it last year, or maybe I've just given up this year because I know the break is coming shortly, but I can't imagine staying here over the holidays again. Not this year.
And thank God I can listen to songs like these again. Christmas was less fun without these gems in my playlists.
I, too, am heading for Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie. :)
Hope things are going well for all of you.
I'm still hoping that I'll come back from the United States to find a new energy in my life here.
11/25/2011
Thanksgiving
We bring home with us when we leave. Sometimes it becomes more acute for the fact of having left.
Is it just me, or was Thanksgiving extra big this year? I mean, it's always a big holiday, but for some reason, it felt like an extra big deal. Maybe I was just overcompensating for missing the holiday at home.
I celebrated Thanksgiving yesterday the right way-- with a family. It may not have been my own, but there's something irreplaceable about having this huge dinner with a family and eating all of this delicious food. Last year was fun-- a potluck dinner with my fellow Americans-- but this year, it was like Thanksgiving was on display. It had to make its best impression on this Spanish family. (And between you and me, I think we wowed 'em.)
We had it all -- the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green beans, corn, cranberry sauce, gravy, butternut squash soup, bread, cookies, and pies... with a few Spanish touches as well -- jamón serrano and queso manchego. (Welcome additions, if you ask me.)
I spent Wednesday afternoon making the pies, and yesterday afternoon with the stuffing and sweet potatoes. My whole afternoon yesterday was spent baking and cooking while listening to Christmas music. Best combination ever. Maybe it's the cinnamon candle I've had burning in my room for the last several weeks, or the way the weather has been getting colder, or the fact that it's getting dark really early... Maybe it's the fact that they already have the belenes* set up near the cathedral, and the Christmas lights are going up poco a poco... or maybe it's just the fact that I have a plane ticket to Pittsburgh for December 18th-- But I'm already in the Christmas spirit, and I have been for weeks now. So now that Thanksgiving is over, I no longer have to feel so guilty about listening to the Justin Bieber and Glee Christmas albums. (Oh, what's that? I probably should feel guilty for listening to those?)
Anyway, while Christmas preparation is in full swing, I'm not done yet with Thanksgiving. I still have at least one more round to go. Here's to hoping the third round is just as good as the first two!
*Belén is the Spanish word for nativity. And these belenes are comparable to the 'villages' that a lot of Americans set up under their tree. Next the cathedral, they have booths set up where you can buy all of the little odds and ends that your nativity is missing -- ham legs, fruits and vegetables, kitchen utensils, barn animals giving birth. If you want it, I'm sure they've got it!
11/19/2011
It's been so long!
Dear blog,
It has been a while-- a long while. I have no real excuse, and I'm sorry.
I suppose, to make it up to you, I could recount to you what has been going on during this last week and a half. But I'll try to only share the good parts.
I had my first visitor in Sevilla last weekend! Bailey decided on Thursday night that she'd be coming on Friday! It was a little last minute, but that only made it more exciting! We went out for some bangin' tapas on Friday night, and made a marathon tour of the city on Saturday. And after visiting a plaza filled with birds on Saturday, we decided to spend our evening watching the movie "The Birds" with my roommates. All in all, a fantastic weekend that left me with a slight fear of birds in large numbers.
A large majority of my life these days is being consumed by my living conditions. I've been thinking about moving out. It's a very long story, and one that I probably shouldn't recount on my blog, for the sole reason that anybody could be reading this thing... (cue twilight zone music). But, if you're really concerned, I would surely tell you about it in person, or via facebook or skype or basically any other medium that isn't this blog. (Ok, not to make it sound all serious and secretive, but I'm just not one to write about this kind of stuff on my blog. I only mention it because it seems to be the main topic of life these days.)
Yesterday I felt all homesick. I am blaming it on Starbucks and Christmas music. And Thanksgiving. I have already celebrated Thanksgiving once, with a fairly legit meal, and some fairly legit people-- we had cranberry sauce and everything. This week, I will celebrate it twice more, once on Thursday with my coworker and her novio's family, and once on Saturday, in Madrid. I guess that's reason enough to be thankful! But I promise you, my 'thankful-for' list is long this year!
This weekend I am going to Madrid and Toledo, because I have an appointment on Monday morning with the extranjería. We all know by now how much I love that place... Here's to hoping that everything goes smoothly! Aside from the legal junk, I am quite thrilled about my trip. I still have a deep love in my heart for Toledo. And of course, I will get to see my friends again, which is always lovely. And, in case you were wondering, I haven't traveled at all since arriving here in September. Sad. It will be nice to get a breath of fresh air. (And the weekend after, I will be going to Valencia! exciting!!)
I am sorry that I've failed miserably at updating these last 2 weeks. I promise I won't be a stranger anymore!
It has been a while-- a long while. I have no real excuse, and I'm sorry.
I suppose, to make it up to you, I could recount to you what has been going on during this last week and a half. But I'll try to only share the good parts.
I had my first visitor in Sevilla last weekend! Bailey decided on Thursday night that she'd be coming on Friday! It was a little last minute, but that only made it more exciting! We went out for some bangin' tapas on Friday night, and made a marathon tour of the city on Saturday. And after visiting a plaza filled with birds on Saturday, we decided to spend our evening watching the movie "The Birds" with my roommates. All in all, a fantastic weekend that left me with a slight fear of birds in large numbers.
A large majority of my life these days is being consumed by my living conditions. I've been thinking about moving out. It's a very long story, and one that I probably shouldn't recount on my blog, for the sole reason that anybody could be reading this thing... (cue twilight zone music). But, if you're really concerned, I would surely tell you about it in person, or via facebook or skype or basically any other medium that isn't this blog. (Ok, not to make it sound all serious and secretive, but I'm just not one to write about this kind of stuff on my blog. I only mention it because it seems to be the main topic of life these days.)
Yesterday I felt all homesick. I am blaming it on Starbucks and Christmas music. And Thanksgiving. I have already celebrated Thanksgiving once, with a fairly legit meal, and some fairly legit people-- we had cranberry sauce and everything. This week, I will celebrate it twice more, once on Thursday with my coworker and her novio's family, and once on Saturday, in Madrid. I guess that's reason enough to be thankful! But I promise you, my 'thankful-for' list is long this year!
This weekend I am going to Madrid and Toledo, because I have an appointment on Monday morning with the extranjería. We all know by now how much I love that place... Here's to hoping that everything goes smoothly! Aside from the legal junk, I am quite thrilled about my trip. I still have a deep love in my heart for Toledo. And of course, I will get to see my friends again, which is always lovely. And, in case you were wondering, I haven't traveled at all since arriving here in September. Sad. It will be nice to get a breath of fresh air. (And the weekend after, I will be going to Valencia! exciting!!)
I am sorry that I've failed miserably at updating these last 2 weeks. I promise I won't be a stranger anymore!
11/09/2011
Best Field Trip Ever.
Already tired, and already having felt ill the entire morning, it wasn't long before I accidentally dozed off during a portion of the film. I felt horrible!
Anyway, after the film we had to wait around for about an hour before the bus would arrive. Being in Spain, the only natural thing for the professors to do was hang out at one of the restaurants in the mall and have a beer. We've talked about this before. Having a beer in Spain is about as controversial as having a Coca-Cola. But imagine my surprise when the teachers asked if we wanted to go grab a caña. During a field trip. At 1:00 in the afternoon. I, of course, obliged.
My afternoon has been very uneventful. It's threatening rain outside, which, as we all know, makes for the best napping weather. And of course, after an afternoon beer or two, nothing is better than a little siesta. I read my kindle for a little while, cooked a frozen pizza for lunch, and updated the look of my blog. (You like!?) I decided to cancel my afternoon plans, stay inside, listen to some good music, and chill out for the rest of the night.
What a relaxing, uneventful, wonderful day! :)
11/07/2011
a change of taste
So, it's not official or anything, but I ate fish today and I liked didn't mind it. While I don't yet consider myself a fan, this is a major step for me. I didn't just try one kind of fish, either-- I had a few. I ate cod, calamari, some sardine-like things, and then some bigger sardine-like things. I didn't really enjoy the sardine-like things, but I didn't hate them either. The calamari was good, and it wasn't chewy like I've had in the past, but the texture was still a little too strange for me. It was the cod that I actually enjoyed. And yes, all of these fish were frito, so that might have something to do with why I didn't mind it. But the important thing is that I tried it all, right?
Honestly, my tastes have changed a lot since I started living in Spain. When I arrived for the first time a few years ago, I hated olives, fish, coffee, and mushrooms, and I was disgusted at the thought of uncooked (though cured) jamón serrano that sat out on a counter for weeks or months until it was consumed. Nowadays, though, I miss the jamón when I'm in the United States, I drink coffee on a semi-regular basis, I buy olives to eat at my own apartment, and I add mushrooms to whatever I'm cooking.
I'm not sure if the change in taste is due to sheer exposure, or maybe it's just a result of growing up, but whatever it is, se nota.
One thing I haven't caught onto yet is the legumbre family.. the lentils and garbanzos and alubias. If anybody thinks they can make a mean dish of lentils or garbanzos, I'd be willing to try it... but until then, I have no plans of convincing myself to like these things. If I do end up converting, my blood might literally turn Spanish... so I better be careful.
Honestly, my tastes have changed a lot since I started living in Spain. When I arrived for the first time a few years ago, I hated olives, fish, coffee, and mushrooms, and I was disgusted at the thought of uncooked (though cured) jamón serrano that sat out on a counter for weeks or months until it was consumed. Nowadays, though, I miss the jamón when I'm in the United States, I drink coffee on a semi-regular basis, I buy olives to eat at my own apartment, and I add mushrooms to whatever I'm cooking.
I'm not sure if the change in taste is due to sheer exposure, or maybe it's just a result of growing up, but whatever it is, se nota.
One thing I haven't caught onto yet is the legumbre family.. the lentils and garbanzos and alubias. If anybody thinks they can make a mean dish of lentils or garbanzos, I'd be willing to try it... but until then, I have no plans of convincing myself to like these things. If I do end up converting, my blood might literally turn Spanish... so I better be careful.
11/03/2011
knock knock...
Is knocking on doors an American thing?
I am always caught really off guard when I am in the bathroom, and somebody tries to enter without knocking. Luckily, I am smart enough to keep the doors locked. But Americans, am I alone in thinking that a closed bathroom door means that somebody is probably in there? If I ever approach a bathroom door and it is closed, I knock -- without hesitation. It's a small gesture that can save 2 people (or more) from a very uncomfortable situation.
Europeans, do you knock? Or does it just so happen that every European I have ever lived with overlooks it?
Is this why nobody else likes knock-knock jokes?
I'm just wondering here.
A rather strange thing happened to me the other week -- where somebody tried to enter my room ... without knocking. I was really taken aback. (And so were they when I said "hola?!" ... and they took off down the hall!) The whole situation could have been avoided with a simple tap on the door.
I'm just wondering if anybody else questions the door-knocking norms worldwide. Lately it has been bothering me...I'd like to know your opinions!
11/01/2011
Penniless
I am beginning to think that life in Sevilla is much more expensive than life in Toledo. Can free tapas really make that much of a difference? Our motto last year was "We drink to eat..." And it was true. We would go out, order a beer or two, and get enough free tapas to make a dinner. I definitely miss those days! In Sevilla, you've gotta pay for it all... but I'm learning, poco a poco, the little places with the good deals. €3 for 5 botellines? Yes please! €1 montaditos? mmmhmm! €5,90 for a menu of the day? You bet!
I suppose I also realized how much I love being able to arbitrarily agree to meet anybody, at any time, for a coffee or a beer. Having no pocket change means no coffees! And let's face it, no coffees makes for a boring week.
The good news is that I finally did get paid! The money showed up in my account yesterday! And I feel like a human being again! I'm finally beginning to give some private lessons now also, so that money should help out as well. I'm still not rich by any means, but at least now I can postpone my plans to acquire various dogs and hole up in the doorway of an abandoned storefront in the center of town. But I guess there's always next month...
10/29/2011
I'll be home for Christmas!
BIG NEWS!
I can officially recheck all of the songs that I banned iTunes from playing last year -- anything that included home and Christmas in the title. These songs are no longer forbidden! I AM going HOME for CHRISTMAS!!
I finally booked a flight on Thursday! I feel a little impulsive, because only a short week ago, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be able to swing the trip home. But after looking around at flights, trying to figure out the cheapest ones, and how to get between cities like London, New York, and Pittsburgh, I realized just how much I do want to be home for Christmas, and I decided that it was worth it to buy a flight that was a little more expensive (aka, an average-priced ticket) , but that took me all the way to Pittsburgh.
And on December 18th, that's where I'll be! Home in Pittsburgh!
I was really torn about whether or not I would be coming home for Christmas this year. Staying in Spain last year was good, but it was tough. The toughest part was leading up to Christmas, knowing that I wouldn't be there with everybody. It was a great being able to experience a Christmas abroad, but after all is said and done, nothing is quite as good as being with your family, your friends, eating your foods, and following your traditions. I liked traveling to Portugal for New Year's -- it was probably the coolest New Year's Eve of my life!! But I think that this year, I just want to be home. I'd rather kiss my loved ones in my grandma's living room than 50 strangers in a plaza in Lisbon (though, don't get me wrong, that was a good time!).
Plus, my pap told me that if I come home for Christmas, he'll make me a pumpkin pie. I wonder if he remembers that, or if he plans on sticking to it... Let's just say, I plan on consuming as many pumpkin-flavored goods as humanly possible during the 2 weeks I will have at home! So, go ahead everybody! Mark your calendars! December 18-January 3, I will be available for dates in Pittsburgh! I can't wait to see you all! <3
I can officially recheck all of the songs that I banned iTunes from playing last year -- anything that included home and Christmas in the title. These songs are no longer forbidden! I AM going HOME for CHRISTMAS!!
I finally booked a flight on Thursday! I feel a little impulsive, because only a short week ago, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be able to swing the trip home. But after looking around at flights, trying to figure out the cheapest ones, and how to get between cities like London, New York, and Pittsburgh, I realized just how much I do want to be home for Christmas, and I decided that it was worth it to buy a flight that was a little more expensive (aka, an average-priced ticket) , but that took me all the way to Pittsburgh.
And on December 18th, that's where I'll be! Home in Pittsburgh!
I was really torn about whether or not I would be coming home for Christmas this year. Staying in Spain last year was good, but it was tough. The toughest part was leading up to Christmas, knowing that I wouldn't be there with everybody. It was a great being able to experience a Christmas abroad, but after all is said and done, nothing is quite as good as being with your family, your friends, eating your foods, and following your traditions. I liked traveling to Portugal for New Year's -- it was probably the coolest New Year's Eve of my life!! But I think that this year, I just want to be home. I'd rather kiss my loved ones in my grandma's living room than 50 strangers in a plaza in Lisbon (though, don't get me wrong, that was a good time!).
Plus, my pap told me that if I come home for Christmas, he'll make me a pumpkin pie. I wonder if he remembers that, or if he plans on sticking to it... Let's just say, I plan on consuming as many pumpkin-flavored goods as humanly possible during the 2 weeks I will have at home! So, go ahead everybody! Mark your calendars! December 18-January 3, I will be available for dates in Pittsburgh! I can't wait to see you all! <3
10/25/2011
You'll thank me for sharing this...
Remember how I wrote a few weeks ago about a band called Mucho, and how I went to their concert? And how I told you about my favorite Spanish band, The Sunday Drivers, and how they broke up? And remember how I mentioned Jero Romero, the ex-lead singer, who is doing his own thing now?
Well, guess what! He released a new album yesterday! And I couldn't be more excited! He has it available for free streaming online (Thank you, Spain, for not being as greedy as America when it comes to listening rights and copyrights!) Anyway, I now feel that it is my duty to share the wonderfulness of this album with all of you. Give it a listen! I think it rocks!
As a bonus, he is singing in Spanish now (The Sunday Drivers sang in English). At this point, I need all of the Spanish practice I can get... I haven't been speaking it very much lately! And if you don't speak Spanish, it doesn't matter, just go ahead and sit in speechless wonder of what you're about to hear. I promise it's good!
Well, guess what! He released a new album yesterday! And I couldn't be more excited! He has it available for free streaming online (Thank you, Spain, for not being as greedy as America when it comes to listening rights and copyrights!) Anyway, I now feel that it is my duty to share the wonderfulness of this album with all of you. Give it a listen! I think it rocks!
As a bonus, he is singing in Spanish now (The Sunday Drivers sang in English). At this point, I need all of the Spanish practice I can get... I haven't been speaking it very much lately! And if you don't speak Spanish, it doesn't matter, just go ahead and sit in speechless wonder of what you're about to hear. I promise it's good!
10/24/2011
La Lluvia en Sevilla es una Maravilla
But today, I'm loving on the rain. I have been in Spain for exactly ONE MONTH now, and this is the first time that the skies have opened up. For no particular reason, the rain is just soothing my soul today. Maybe it's because I didn't really have to go outside all day. I spent the rainy parts inside, reading my kindle and playing on the computer. And now that it's raining again, I'm about to crawl into bed, and fall asleep to that wonderful sound! Ask me how I feel about the rain tomorrow, when I'm walking through town in shoes with no traction and dodging the umbrellas of the little abuelitas, and my story may change.
But for now, let's just be poetic and talk about how soothing the rain can be.
10/20/2011
The Case of the Missing Shower Curtain
So you guessed it! You noticed what I missed. (Though, I'm pretty sure you didn't all notice it, and not right away either. You had to look closely, didn't you?)
I can honestly say that a shower curtain did not make the list of my apartment-hunting "must-haves". Why would I have ever thought to look so closely at a shower curtain? Don't they come standard in every apartment? And it's not just the curtain that is missing... there isn't a bar to hang one. Look at the picture again, there doesn't even appear to be a place to hang a bar. (Trust me, I've thought about it...) What a predicament!
I think I'm in for a long winter.
I've got to take those showers where you have to turn the water on, then off, then shampoo, then on, then off, then conditioner, then body wash, then on, then off again. (At least I've got a system going now!) I always thought showers were supposed to be relaxing! Right now, it takes the water a minute to heat up, and the outside temperatures have recently been in the 80s. I can only imagine what's going to happen when it's FREEZING outside!
I can't decide if it's ok to ask the landlord to put in a shower curtain. I mean, it seems like such a necessity, right? ...I am just really bad at asking for things.
If I suddenly go AWOL some time around December or January, you can probably safely assume that I've frozen to death. It's been nice knowing you all!
I can honestly say that a shower curtain did not make the list of my apartment-hunting "must-haves". Why would I have ever thought to look so closely at a shower curtain? Don't they come standard in every apartment? And it's not just the curtain that is missing... there isn't a bar to hang one. Look at the picture again, there doesn't even appear to be a place to hang a bar. (Trust me, I've thought about it...) What a predicament!
I think I'm in for a long winter.
I've got to take those showers where you have to turn the water on, then off, then shampoo, then on, then off, then conditioner, then body wash, then on, then off again. (At least I've got a system going now!) I always thought showers were supposed to be relaxing! Right now, it takes the water a minute to heat up, and the outside temperatures have recently been in the 80s. I can only imagine what's going to happen when it's FREEZING outside!
I can't decide if it's ok to ask the landlord to put in a shower curtain. I mean, it seems like such a necessity, right? ...I am just really bad at asking for things.
If I suddenly go AWOL some time around December or January, you can probably safely assume that I've frozen to death. It's been nice knowing you all!
10/17/2011
Let's play a game! -- What's missing??
I know it has been forever (or 2 weeks) since I moved into my apartment, but I finally got around to taking some pictures for you all to see! Between laziness, and having no place to store anything in my room, I had to wait until I had the time/energy to clean it and show you all. But here it is! Finally!
So let's play a game!
It's called, "Guess What's Missing!"
The game is easy. You look at these pictures, and tell me if you notice anything missing. Because I definitely didn't notice it until I moved in. Ok, go!
This is my apartment from the outside. Bad picture, but you get the idea.
This is the living room. I like that pop art picture hanging on the wall!
This is the other part of the living room -- the TV, which I haven't yet figured out how to work.
The kitchen.
The other side of the kitchen -- and the washing machine.
This is where we hang our clothes ... and if we drop them, lose them forever.
The hallway -- this apartment is pretty huge.
The bathroom. Hint: Look closely!
My room. There is pretty much nowhere to store things, so ignore the piles of books and such. Also, I decided to go "random" on the picture wall beside my bed, but the OCD in me is having a hard time with it. The random pattern is ok, I just feel like the pictures aren't straight. I'll probably be tweaking this arrangement for a while. haha
And this isn't in my apartment. It's just a picture from the little park across the street. I love it down there! I go there to read and journal. Well, I might not be going quite as often anymore, after seeing the police question a group of guys, and being invited to sit with a random creeper on a bench. Man, creepers have to ruin everything!
But anyway, back to the task at hand! Did you notice it?? What is missing? Answer to be revealed in the next post!
So let's play a game!
It's called, "Guess What's Missing!"
The game is easy. You look at these pictures, and tell me if you notice anything missing. Because I definitely didn't notice it until I moved in. Ok, go!
like mother, like daughter.
My mom thinks I'm going to grow up to be an activist someday, despite my quiet and reserved nature. --- And she's probably right.
This Saturday, we both attended the global marches for democracy -- she in Pittsburgh, and I in Sevilla. Pretty cool, right? I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. ... My apple just doesn't have as much bite to it yet.. ;)
Me, doing my thing in Sevilla.
She, doing her thing in Pittsburgh.
Love you, mom!
You know I'm proud of you!
This Saturday, we both attended the global marches for democracy -- she in Pittsburgh, and I in Sevilla. Pretty cool, right? I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. ... My apple just doesn't have as much bite to it yet.. ;)
You know I'm proud of you!
10/12/2011
when I grow up...
For 24 years now, I have struggled with the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
I've thought about several careers at various points in my life -- ranging from teacher, to pharmacist, to research psychologist, to writer, to working in radio, to social worker, to baker, to congresswoman, to translator, and several other things in between.
I've consoled myself several times with this song by Baz Luhrmann.
I've taken those nifty little quizzes that categorize your personality type and tell you what others like you are good at. They are supposed to answer your life questions for you, but they don't tell me anything new. "Congratulations! You can be anything you want to be!!" That's good news-- but what if I have NO IDEA?
So, I've decided to open up the floor. Maybe it's just too hard for me to see it for myself. If you know me, (and I hope that some of you do), what do you think I should be when I grow up? Maybe you'll come up with a better idea!
I know it's a little late to be asking this, but better late than never, right?
If I'm ever going to come back stateside, I better start getting some sort of plan in order.
Okay.... so, shoot!
I've thought about several careers at various points in my life -- ranging from teacher, to pharmacist, to research psychologist, to writer, to working in radio, to social worker, to baker, to congresswoman, to translator, and several other things in between.
I've consoled myself several times with this song by Baz Luhrmann.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
I've taken those nifty little quizzes that categorize your personality type and tell you what others like you are good at. They are supposed to answer your life questions for you, but they don't tell me anything new. "Congratulations! You can be anything you want to be!!" That's good news-- but what if I have NO IDEA?
So, I've decided to open up the floor. Maybe it's just too hard for me to see it for myself. If you know me, (and I hope that some of you do), what do you think I should be when I grow up? Maybe you'll come up with a better idea!
I know it's a little late to be asking this, but better late than never, right?
If I'm ever going to come back stateside, I better start getting some sort of plan in order.
Okay.... so, shoot!
10/10/2011
my favorite mistakes
Language teaching can be lots of fun. Students often say hilarious things that they don't really mean to say. And sometimes they do mean to say it, but it's the surprise that gets you.
Having finished up my first week at the instituto, I have a few highlights of my favorite statements made by students from our first few days. These are in no particular order, and more may be added later.
-- 'My name is Alex. I am 13 years old. I have a sister. She is 9 years old. She is a bitch.'
-- 'Is it true that America is the land of opportunities?' (This was such a sweet question, and the boy who asked it struggled to get it out. It made my heart melt!)
-- 'Do all Americans have blue eyes?' (Just a coincidence that both American assistants are light haired/light eyed.)
-- Feeding World Day, 17th October. Don't forget to grab your Iberican ham roll! :)
-- Upon reading the question 'Who is the current president of the United States?' A boy answered "Bush". We said, no... and he said, in Spanish, "Current means corrupto (corrupt), right?" ... I couldn't help but laugh at this one. hehe
-- While introducing themselves, one student said, "I like to go to the beach." For some reason, this statement made a lot of boys giggle. We had to explain that the student was, in fact, correct, and that 'beach' is not a palabrota.
-- Upon seeing my super awesome tragus earring, a bunch of the first graders (12-13 year olds) were super excited and were trying to ask (in an adorable mixture of English and Spanish) if it hurt... They thought it was so awesome. I agree. Last year, my first graders were obsessed with my cartilage piercing, too. I don't know what it is about that age...but if you're ever struggling to win the affection of 12-13 year olds, go get a funky ear piercing, and you will instantly be cool.
Having finished up my first week at the instituto, I have a few highlights of my favorite statements made by students from our first few days. These are in no particular order, and more may be added later.
-- 'My name is Alex. I am 13 years old. I have a sister. She is 9 years old. She is a bitch.'
-- 'Is it true that America is the land of opportunities?' (This was such a sweet question, and the boy who asked it struggled to get it out. It made my heart melt!)
-- 'Do all Americans have blue eyes?' (Just a coincidence that both American assistants are light haired/light eyed.)
-- Upon reading the question 'Who is the current president of the United States?' A boy answered "Bush". We said, no... and he said, in Spanish, "Current means corrupto (corrupt), right?" ... I couldn't help but laugh at this one. hehe
-- While introducing themselves, one student said, "I like to go to the beach." For some reason, this statement made a lot of boys giggle. We had to explain that the student was, in fact, correct, and that 'beach' is not a palabrota.
-- Upon seeing my super awesome tragus earring, a bunch of the first graders (12-13 year olds) were super excited and were trying to ask (in an adorable mixture of English and Spanish) if it hurt... They thought it was so awesome. I agree. Last year, my first graders were obsessed with my cartilage piercing, too. I don't know what it is about that age...but if you're ever struggling to win the affection of 12-13 year olds, go get a funky ear piercing, and you will instantly be cool.
10/09/2011
another dream fulfilled.
Last night, one half of a dream of mine came true.
I may have mentioned in the past my affinity for a Toledan band called The Sunday Drivers. I have always wanted to see them live! And much to my dismay, upon arriving in Toledo last year (where, for sure, I thought I would have a chance to see them), I was informed that they had broken up a mere 2 months prior! Que suerte!
Well, last year, around March some time, they announced that 3/5 of the band had formed a new band, called Mucho. So exciting!
On my way to school the other day, I spotted a poster on a building, announcing a Mucho concert in Sevilla! I convinced some friends to go with me, and there you have half of a dream fulfilled!
They were great live! I have to admit that I didn't actually know any songs... I've only listened to the album a few times on Spotify. But I like it! I'm definitely a Mucho fan.
Now, I only have to see Jero live, and the dream will be that much more complete. Or, you know, I wouldn't mind a reunion show at some point, either...
But, just for your enjoyment, click this link to see a video of Mucho covering a Neil Young song.
Mucho - Everybody knows this is nowhere (Neil Young cover)
And, for good measure, a Sunday Drivers song as well!
I may have mentioned in the past my affinity for a Toledan band called The Sunday Drivers. I have always wanted to see them live! And much to my dismay, upon arriving in Toledo last year (where, for sure, I thought I would have a chance to see them), I was informed that they had broken up a mere 2 months prior! Que suerte!
Well, last year, around March some time, they announced that 3/5 of the band had formed a new band, called Mucho. So exciting!
On my way to school the other day, I spotted a poster on a building, announcing a Mucho concert in Sevilla! I convinced some friends to go with me, and there you have half of a dream fulfilled!
They were great live! I have to admit that I didn't actually know any songs... I've only listened to the album a few times on Spotify. But I like it! I'm definitely a Mucho fan.
Now, I only have to see Jero live, and the dream will be that much more complete. Or, you know, I wouldn't mind a reunion show at some point, either...
But, just for your enjoyment, click this link to see a video of Mucho covering a Neil Young song.
Mucho - Everybody knows this is nowhere (Neil Young cover)
And, for good measure, a Sunday Drivers song as well!
10/06/2011
discouraged.
If you have been following my blog for any significant amount of time (or any other expat blog for that matter), you may have figured out by now that it's not always fun and games. Living abroad comes with it's challenging days every now and then.
This is one of them.
For no real reason, I feel like crap today.
I have a sneaking suspicion that my jet-lag never actually went away. I have been exhausted during the days, and wide-awake at night. Most days I've had to give in to a siesta... and not just a baby, 20 minute siesta... I mean a legit 1-2 hours. Today, it was pushing 4! That's not good!
I can't really decide why I feel crappy, but I just feel like I don't have friends yet, I don't have lessons yet, (and consequently, I don't have money yet), I don't have a routine yet-- Heck, I don't even have my final schedule for school yet. It's a little hard to feel settled when so much of my life is still in limbo.
Is it so bad that today, I just wish I were in the company of people that I already know and love? I don't want to have to go through the awkwardness right now. I just want to be in good company and not have to work for it.
Here's to hoping for a good day tomorrow!
This is one of them.
For no real reason, I feel like crap today.
I have a sneaking suspicion that my jet-lag never actually went away. I have been exhausted during the days, and wide-awake at night. Most days I've had to give in to a siesta... and not just a baby, 20 minute siesta... I mean a legit 1-2 hours. Today, it was pushing 4! That's not good!
I can't really decide why I feel crappy, but I just feel like I don't have friends yet, I don't have lessons yet, (and consequently, I don't have money yet), I don't have a routine yet-- Heck, I don't even have my final schedule for school yet. It's a little hard to feel settled when so much of my life is still in limbo.
Is it so bad that today, I just wish I were in the company of people that I already know and love? I don't want to have to go through the awkwardness right now. I just want to be in good company and not have to work for it.
Here's to hoping for a good day tomorrow!
10/05/2011
No Longer Homeless!
Dearest friends, family, and faithful blog subscribers,
I am happy to inform you that I am no longer homeless! (Well, I never actually was homeless, thanks to the generosity and hospitality of Ana Bello!) But I finally have a permanent address of my own! (available upon request!)
I decided to take that apartment that I wasn’t sure about. I’ve been here for approximately 72 hours now. And so far so good.
I feel like my apartment is very metropolitan. It’s on the top floor of a high rise building (Penthouse, what what!), and it’s on a busy city street. We have huge pop-art painting hanging in the living room, which also has a fantastic, picturesque view of Triana. As I’m writing this, I smell what I’m sure is delicious Chinese cuisine being cooked at the restaurant right below us.
Here is the view from my apartment:
Last night, my roommates and I shared a dinner of schnitzel (that’s just a fancy German name for fried chicken), cooked by my German roommate. It was so good! And it feels so good to share meals and conversation with the people you live with! Hopefully this trend will continue.
My first few days of school have gone well. We are still in the introduction phase of the whole thing, but I have good feelings about this year. I already feel like I will be more useful and productive at this school.
I still feel like I’m trying to settle into a routine. I’m not quite there, but soon enough.
I will post some more pictures of my apartment soon, hopefully…
And I promise a better-written blog post as well!
hasta ahora
I am happy to inform you that I am no longer homeless! (Well, I never actually was homeless, thanks to the generosity and hospitality of Ana Bello!) But I finally have a permanent address of my own! (available upon request!)
I decided to take that apartment that I wasn’t sure about. I’ve been here for approximately 72 hours now. And so far so good.
I feel like my apartment is very metropolitan. It’s on the top floor of a high rise building (Penthouse, what what!), and it’s on a busy city street. We have huge pop-art painting hanging in the living room, which also has a fantastic, picturesque view of Triana. As I’m writing this, I smell what I’m sure is delicious Chinese cuisine being cooked at the restaurant right below us.
Here is the view from my apartment:
Last night, my roommates and I shared a dinner of schnitzel (that’s just a fancy German name for fried chicken), cooked by my German roommate. It was so good! And it feels so good to share meals and conversation with the people you live with! Hopefully this trend will continue.
My first few days of school have gone well. We are still in the introduction phase of the whole thing, but I have good feelings about this year. I already feel like I will be more useful and productive at this school.
I still feel like I’m trying to settle into a routine. I’m not quite there, but soon enough.
I will post some more pictures of my apartment soon, hopefully…
And I promise a better-written blog post as well!
hasta ahora
9/30/2011
The Piso Hunt
Leading up to my time here, it seemed that everyone I spoke to in the US had one major question for me (to which I could give them no answer): "So do you have a place to live yet?"
The fact that I didn't know where I would be living wasn't really a concern for me. I mean, yeah, I knew I would have to go through the daunting process of apartment hunting, in a foreign city, in a foreign language... but these things always have a way of working themselves out, right?
(Or so I thought.)
I have been in Sevilla for three full days now, two of which have been jammed packed with apartment hunting. I must have called about 20 people, walked in circles around the places I am thinking about living in, taken down flier after flier from the university, searched for hours online, visited several apartments, and yet I still feel like I'm coming up with nothing.
Last year, things worked out so easily, so quickly. I got a phone call (notice that I was on the receiving end!) about a room for rent, on my second day there, and it came with English classes to boot! And that situation seemed ideal, but most of us know that in some ways, it wasn't. (The piso itself was good though, don't get me wrong...)
I think I may be jaded this time around. I have looked at an apartment here that I do like. A lot, I think. I could see myself living there. The location is fantastic. And it's an improvement in almost every way from where I was last year... almost. (But now I'll have to share a bathroom with 3 other people .. two of whom are males.) I have only met one of the potential roommates. And there's an older guy living there, which is some cause for question. So, once again, the apartment seems great, but the fear of the living situation is what's holding me back.
I told myself not to jump into the first apartment I saw (like last year), and 8 apartments later, I'm still having trouble dipping my toes into the water. While I'm busy being Little Miss Fickle over here, I'm afraid that if I do decide that I want the piso, it will be gone by the time I'm ready to call. So I'm feeling time pressure, which is making me feel even more cautious. And I was hoping to be in a place before I start working (Monday!)
Where is that Staples Easy Button when you need it?
I wouldn't mind some prayer on the topic -- that I will know what opportunity is right for me, and also for peace in the meantime.
Really guys, though this is nerve-racking, I keep reminding myself that this is the worst part. Not having a routine and a permanent address are just some of the little things you have to get over when you move to a new city. But once this all gets sorted out, I'll get back to the regularly scheduled adventures.
The fact that I didn't know where I would be living wasn't really a concern for me. I mean, yeah, I knew I would have to go through the daunting process of apartment hunting, in a foreign city, in a foreign language... but these things always have a way of working themselves out, right?
(Or so I thought.)
I have been in Sevilla for three full days now, two of which have been jammed packed with apartment hunting. I must have called about 20 people, walked in circles around the places I am thinking about living in, taken down flier after flier from the university, searched for hours online, visited several apartments, and yet I still feel like I'm coming up with nothing.
Last year, things worked out so easily, so quickly. I got a phone call (notice that I was on the receiving end!) about a room for rent, on my second day there, and it came with English classes to boot! And that situation seemed ideal, but most of us know that in some ways, it wasn't. (The piso itself was good though, don't get me wrong...)
I think I may be jaded this time around. I have looked at an apartment here that I do like. A lot, I think. I could see myself living there. The location is fantastic. And it's an improvement in almost every way from where I was last year... almost. (But now I'll have to share a bathroom with 3 other people .. two of whom are males.) I have only met one of the potential roommates. And there's an older guy living there, which is some cause for question. So, once again, the apartment seems great, but the fear of the living situation is what's holding me back.
I told myself not to jump into the first apartment I saw (like last year), and 8 apartments later, I'm still having trouble dipping my toes into the water. While I'm busy being Little Miss Fickle over here, I'm afraid that if I do decide that I want the piso, it will be gone by the time I'm ready to call. So I'm feeling time pressure, which is making me feel even more cautious. And I was hoping to be in a place before I start working (Monday!)
Where is that Staples Easy Button when you need it?
I wouldn't mind some prayer on the topic -- that I will know what opportunity is right for me, and also for peace in the meantime.
Really guys, though this is nerve-racking, I keep reminding myself that this is the worst part. Not having a routine and a permanent address are just some of the little things you have to get over when you move to a new city. But once this all gets sorted out, I'll get back to the regularly scheduled adventures.
9/27/2011
The Journey & The Arrival
Well friends, I am safe and sound in España. I made it to Madrid on Saturday morning, to Toledo on Saturday afternoon, and finally, to Sevilla last night around 11pm. Needless to say, it has been a very exhausting first few days here. Jet-lag is not my friend --neither is the extranjería, and neither are manual cars.
When I got into Madrid, I was surprised by how normal everything felt. I was so happy to be back in Spain! (And still am!) My bags were pretty much the first ones off of the belt (lifetime first!), and within a few minutes, I was in a taxi and on my way to Atocha. I decided to take the train, because, well, after traveling for 15 hours, the last thing I want to do is sit on a bus for another hour. But the train thing didn't work out as well as I had hoped. Because it was a Saturday morning, and a whole slew of German tourists were excited about spending their day in Toledo, I had to wait 3 hours at the train station until the next available train. Uggggh. All I wanted to do was sleep, but I had to be vigilant of my belongings. Aside from the wait though, the trip was fine. I fell asleep before we left the platform, I believe, and I woke up to the "Bienvenidos a Toledo" message over the speakers.
My days in Toledo were nice. I didn't have to be worrying about apartments yet. I was still pretty relaxed, and just generally excited to be there. I have deep love for Toledo. I will surely miss it! Perhaps the most productive aspect of my short stay there was that I was able to get my extranjería papers in order. I spent my whole summer waiting for a letter to come from them, and I found out upon my return to Toledo that the notice for the letter showed up THE DAY I LEFT! 2 HOURS AFTER I LEFT! Whaaat! It was intercepted and left in my apartment, and my neighbor never saw it. She was the one that I gave the special instructions to! So I decided to try to get a hold of this letter on Monday before leaving Toledo. I spent my whole morning (8:30am-1:00pm) running around to sort it out. I finally got what I needed done, after visiting the post office, a random government office that I was directed to, waiting 3 hours at the extranjería, and then going to the bank. I was able to pay my taxes, and now I just have to wait -- for about 3 more months! It was a pain, but I am so glad that I got things sorted out as best as I could. Obviously, this put a delay on our departure time to Sevilla. We wanted to leave around 11am, but since I only got back after 1pm, and the car rental office closed at 1:30 for siesta, we had to wait until 4:30 for it to reopen. So that's what we did. And by about 5pm we were on our way!
OH The journey!
As most of you probably know, I only learned to drive a stick LAST WEEK. That does not make me an expert by any means. After my second lesson, I was much more comfortable with it -- but transport me to another continent, and that confidence whittled into cowardice. Driving on the highway was, for the most part, totally fine. Aside from the city driving, the mountains, exit ramps, construction traffic, and Spain being generally more hilly than I remember it being, it wasn't so bad. But those are a lot of "asides". I'm happy to report that we were totally fine. There weren't any major problems, aside from stalling on the highway in construction traffic, going up a mountain, with a large truck honking behind me -- but we made it out without a scratch! (Bailey, feel free to comment on your perceived level of security. I have to admit that I was a little nervous myself!) Let's just say, I'm proud of myself for doing it, but I have no plans on making that journey again anytime soon. The €35 bus between Sevilla and Madrid is looking even better these days.
Turning the car in at Avis! So happy to be there safe and sound! So happy to get that car off my hands!
BUT HERE I AM! Sevilla! I'm excited to be here! I can't wait to get my sea legs back, and to kick this jet-lag's butt as hard as it has been kicking mine. Now is where I begin apartment hunting in full force. Not very fun or exciting, but it's a necessary evil. Pray that I find something soon!
And I'll do my best to keep you posted!
When I got into Madrid, I was surprised by how normal everything felt. I was so happy to be back in Spain! (And still am!) My bags were pretty much the first ones off of the belt (lifetime first!), and within a few minutes, I was in a taxi and on my way to Atocha. I decided to take the train, because, well, after traveling for 15 hours, the last thing I want to do is sit on a bus for another hour. But the train thing didn't work out as well as I had hoped. Because it was a Saturday morning, and a whole slew of German tourists were excited about spending their day in Toledo, I had to wait 3 hours at the train station until the next available train. Uggggh. All I wanted to do was sleep, but I had to be vigilant of my belongings. Aside from the wait though, the trip was fine. I fell asleep before we left the platform, I believe, and I woke up to the "Bienvenidos a Toledo" message over the speakers.
My days in Toledo were nice. I didn't have to be worrying about apartments yet. I was still pretty relaxed, and just generally excited to be there. I have deep love for Toledo. I will surely miss it! Perhaps the most productive aspect of my short stay there was that I was able to get my extranjería papers in order. I spent my whole summer waiting for a letter to come from them, and I found out upon my return to Toledo that the notice for the letter showed up THE DAY I LEFT! 2 HOURS AFTER I LEFT! Whaaat! It was intercepted and left in my apartment, and my neighbor never saw it. She was the one that I gave the special instructions to! So I decided to try to get a hold of this letter on Monday before leaving Toledo. I spent my whole morning (8:30am-1:00pm) running around to sort it out. I finally got what I needed done, after visiting the post office, a random government office that I was directed to, waiting 3 hours at the extranjería, and then going to the bank. I was able to pay my taxes, and now I just have to wait -- for about 3 more months! It was a pain, but I am so glad that I got things sorted out as best as I could. Obviously, this put a delay on our departure time to Sevilla. We wanted to leave around 11am, but since I only got back after 1pm, and the car rental office closed at 1:30 for siesta, we had to wait until 4:30 for it to reopen. So that's what we did. And by about 5pm we were on our way!
OH The journey!
As most of you probably know, I only learned to drive a stick LAST WEEK. That does not make me an expert by any means. After my second lesson, I was much more comfortable with it -- but transport me to another continent, and that confidence whittled into cowardice. Driving on the highway was, for the most part, totally fine. Aside from the city driving, the mountains, exit ramps, construction traffic, and Spain being generally more hilly than I remember it being, it wasn't so bad. But those are a lot of "asides". I'm happy to report that we were totally fine. There weren't any major problems, aside from stalling on the highway in construction traffic, going up a mountain, with a large truck honking behind me -- but we made it out without a scratch! (Bailey, feel free to comment on your perceived level of security. I have to admit that I was a little nervous myself!) Let's just say, I'm proud of myself for doing it, but I have no plans on making that journey again anytime soon. The €35 bus between Sevilla and Madrid is looking even better these days.
BUT HERE I AM! Sevilla! I'm excited to be here! I can't wait to get my sea legs back, and to kick this jet-lag's butt as hard as it has been kicking mine. Now is where I begin apartment hunting in full force. Not very fun or exciting, but it's a necessary evil. Pray that I find something soon!
And I'll do my best to keep you posted!
9/23/2011
'Twas the Night Before Crossing the Ocean
This may be an all-new record. Waiting until 10:30pm the night before a transcontinental move to pull out the suitcase. But the good news is that the bags were pretty well packed and adjusted by about 1:30am. Not too shabby if I do say so myself.
I feel kind of bizarre this time around. I'm pretty excited to go back to visit my friends this week, and to start settling in to a new routine in Sevilla. But I'm still anxious about God-only-knows-what.
Maybe it's all of the coffee that I recently started drinking. And I mean, I've been drinking a lot. I've had a pumkin spice latte pretty much every day for the last 4 days. I think I understand now what they say about coffee being addicting.
Anyway, my flight doesn't leave until 3pm tomorrow. But I guess I should get to the airport early. I just never get any sleep the night before a transatlantic trip. I'm currently updating my iPod, making a good playlist, charging up my electronics, and then I'll be heading to bed.
So what am I forgetting??
I feel kind of bizarre this time around. I'm pretty excited to go back to visit my friends this week, and to start settling in to a new routine in Sevilla. But I'm still anxious about God-only-knows-what.
Maybe it's all of the coffee that I recently started drinking. And I mean, I've been drinking a lot. I've had a pumkin spice latte pretty much every day for the last 4 days. I think I understand now what they say about coffee being addicting.
Anyway, my flight doesn't leave until 3pm tomorrow. But I guess I should get to the airport early. I just never get any sleep the night before a transatlantic trip. I'm currently updating my iPod, making a good playlist, charging up my electronics, and then I'll be heading to bed.
So what am I forgetting??
9/20/2011
¡Qué nervios!
All that stuff I said about not being nervous ... yeah, it was a lie. Or at least it is now.
I have been in a state of uneasiness for the last few days. When I sit down and try to make a to-do list, my mind goes blank. I feel like I have so much to be worrying about, but I can't figure out what it is, and I don't know what I should be doing about it.
Today was a rather ridiculous day.
First, I went to have a driving lesson. I finally got behind the wheel of a stick shift. I need to practice. I definitely don't feel comfortable enough yet to drive it cross-foreign-country, but I'm going to practice again tomorrow and Wednesday. Hopefully I'll really pick it up then. The hardest part for me is starting again once I'm stopped. So we definitely need to remedy that. But ooooooooooh man. Stresssssssss.
Second, I went to read a story in Spanish to Miss Sarah's Second Grade class! So much fun! I have been working in a middle school, which is fun, but oh so totally different from a group of second graders. The kids were hilarious and adorable. Some of my favorite exchanges include:
"Oh yeah, I saw you at the grocery store before, I just didn't want to say anything...." (WHAT?! HAHA)
"Do you speak English?" (After speaking to them in nothing but English...)
"I used to read to my mom in Czech, when I was 3-5, but I had to stop when I went to kindergarten..."
Pretty much anything they say is hilarious. I loved it!
I also took a 2 hour siesta, which is absolutely ridiculous, but I guess it is just a nice way to prepare for the coming weeks. I am sure there will be many a siesta in my near future.
After my siesta, I went out with my mom, and I noticed that somebody kindly broke the side-view mirror off on the driver side of my car. LOVELY. Just what I need. This happened in front of my own freaking house. And I am not happy.
Oh, and it's official. I am a coffee drinker. I have had 3 coffee drinks this week, and I even ordered two of them of my own volition. Today I had a Pumpkin Spice Latte. Oh, it might as well be fall, folks. (And it will be, on Friday!)
Back to the brainstorming and to-do-list-making.
I have been in a state of uneasiness for the last few days. When I sit down and try to make a to-do list, my mind goes blank. I feel like I have so much to be worrying about, but I can't figure out what it is, and I don't know what I should be doing about it.
Today was a rather ridiculous day.
First, I went to have a driving lesson. I finally got behind the wheel of a stick shift. I need to practice. I definitely don't feel comfortable enough yet to drive it cross-foreign-country, but I'm going to practice again tomorrow and Wednesday. Hopefully I'll really pick it up then. The hardest part for me is starting again once I'm stopped. So we definitely need to remedy that. But ooooooooooh man. Stresssssssss.
Second, I went to read a story in Spanish to Miss Sarah's Second Grade class! So much fun! I have been working in a middle school, which is fun, but oh so totally different from a group of second graders. The kids were hilarious and adorable. Some of my favorite exchanges include:
"Oh yeah, I saw you at the grocery store before, I just didn't want to say anything...." (WHAT?! HAHA)
"Do you speak English?" (After speaking to them in nothing but English...)
"I used to read to my mom in Czech, when I was 3-5, but I had to stop when I went to kindergarten..."
Pretty much anything they say is hilarious. I loved it!
I also took a 2 hour siesta, which is absolutely ridiculous, but I guess it is just a nice way to prepare for the coming weeks. I am sure there will be many a siesta in my near future.
After my siesta, I went out with my mom, and I noticed that somebody kindly broke the side-view mirror off on the driver side of my car. LOVELY. Just what I need. This happened in front of my own freaking house. And I am not happy.
Oh, and it's official. I am a coffee drinker. I have had 3 coffee drinks this week, and I even ordered two of them of my own volition. Today I had a Pumpkin Spice Latte. Oh, it might as well be fall, folks. (And it will be, on Friday!)
Back to the brainstorming and to-do-list-making.
9/15/2011
Showers, with a high of 73
Sorry to keep you hanging!
I told myself I'd be so much better about blogging this year -- as in, I might actually attempt to do so on a semi-regular basis.
I am now 10 days away from making the trip back to Spain!
In my mind, 10 days is always a very real marker in any countdown. 10 days can be seen in the 10-day weather forecast. I now know that when I leave Pittsburgh on Friday, September 23rd, there will be showers, with a high of 73. (Though it's always subject to change.) And when I arrive in Madrid on Saturday morning, it will be sunny, with a high of 86. (That's good news, considering it was pushing 105 when I left Madrid in June!)
10 days. That's kind of crazy. It doesn't feel real yet. It never really does.
But my bank account has a -$1300 charge that says it is real. So I guess I believe it.
On an unrelated note...
I went to dinner to celebrate some friends' birthdays tonight. We went to Mallorca, a fabulous Spanish restaurant in the South Side. I got to speak Spanish with the waiters a little bit. And I saw things like gazpacho, almejas, and bacalao on the menu. Even though I don't eat those things, it felt like a familiar selection. (I ate the Pollo Mallorca...thumbs up, for sure!)
But um, the point is... I'm excited to go back. :D
I just haven't been doing a lot of planning or worrying...... and that kind of worries me.
What do I have to worry about?
I told myself I'd be so much better about blogging this year -- as in, I might actually attempt to do so on a semi-regular basis.
I am now 10 days away from making the trip back to Spain!
In my mind, 10 days is always a very real marker in any countdown. 10 days can be seen in the 10-day weather forecast. I now know that when I leave Pittsburgh on Friday, September 23rd, there will be showers, with a high of 73. (Though it's always subject to change.) And when I arrive in Madrid on Saturday morning, it will be sunny, with a high of 86. (That's good news, considering it was pushing 105 when I left Madrid in June!)
10 days. That's kind of crazy. It doesn't feel real yet. It never really does.
But my bank account has a -$1300 charge that says it is real. So I guess I believe it.
On an unrelated note...
I went to dinner to celebrate some friends' birthdays tonight. We went to Mallorca, a fabulous Spanish restaurant in the South Side. I got to speak Spanish with the waiters a little bit. And I saw things like gazpacho, almejas, and bacalao on the menu. Even though I don't eat those things, it felt like a familiar selection. (I ate the Pollo Mallorca...thumbs up, for sure!)
But um, the point is... I'm excited to go back. :D
I just haven't been doing a lot of planning or worrying...... and that kind of worries me.
What do I have to worry about?
9/07/2011
The Essentials.
So I started making a list yesterday of the essentials that I need to pack with me. Having done this a few times before, I have a better idea of what it is that I crave when I'm abroad. Peanut Butter is huge for most expats, but one jar can probably last me a year. In fact, I have a stockpile of peanut butter that I left in Spain, thanks to a few care packages sent last year. So we can check that one off the list.
What else is on the list? Most of these items are food. And hygiene products. Be forewarned.
Also note: any of these items would be gladly accepted in a care package. ;)
1. Deodorant. The Europeans just don't understand the magic of my Secret Invisible Solid. The roll-on business doesn't cut it for me. So every time I take off for Spain, I make sure to pack a Costco-sized value pack of my favorite kind.
2. Chapstick. I think you can get chapstick in Spain. At least you can probably buy lip balm or lip gloss, but I'm really particular about my brand. I haven't used anything but the teal tubes of medicated Blistex in years, and there's NO WAY I'd be able to live without it. I mean really, I might be addicted.
3. Reese's Cups. There's nothing more to say. Just trust me. Take a bag of the Reese's minis. You won't regret it.
4. Kraft Mac n Cheese. To be honest, my homesickness often comes in the form of the Blue-Box-Blues. Nothing says America like a 79 cent boxed meal of pasta and cheese powder. And it always hits the spot. I didn't think to pack this one with me last year, but when my mom came to visit in February, I had her bring a few boxes for me. This year, I will come prepared!
5. Ranch & Italian dressing. Oh, Ranch. At one point in my life, I probably had as much Ranch dressing flowing through body as I had blood in my veins. I ate it on everything! I have since scaled it way back, but I still crave a salad with Ranch every now and then. It's a little difficult to import bottles of dressing, but this year, I'm planning on bringing a small jar each of Ranch and Italian seasoning. A little mixin' and fixin' in the kitchen, and I can have a Ranch or Italian side salad whenever I darn well please!
6. Baking stuff. I love to bake -- the American way; making American deserts with American measurements. Measuring cups are essential. Last year I took a dozen silicon muffin cups with me, which was good, but it limited me to 12 muffins or cupcakes. And think about it -- when's the last time you made a cupcake recipe that only made 12? That made it a little difficult to share my muffiny goodness with coworkers and friends.. and I had to make sure to always get my silicon muffin molds back! This year, I'm hoping to bring a silicon muffin tray, along with some cute little cupcake papers. That way, I can impress the Spaniards not only with the taste of these babies, but with the presentation as well. I may even bring a pasty bag, too, for decorating. I'm committed this year!
There are also a few things that I thought I would just have to learn to live without, but I found some pretty decent substitutions. What's on that list, you ask?
1. Pumpkin. - If you know me, you may already know that I've got core-deep love for Pumpkin anything, and unfortunately, pumpkins aren't too common in Spain. Last year for Thanksgiving, I couldn't stand the thought of going without Pumpkin Pie. So I made a butternut squash pie instead. It ROCKED. Seriously. Maybe I'll even share the recipe around the holidays (I'd share it now, but I'd have to go get my notebook).
2. Sour Cream. - Sour Cream is essential for many things in my world. It took a few months to figure it out, but natural, unsweetened Greek yogurt is probably the closest substitute possible. It sounds funny, but try it. You'll see.
3. Cheddar Cheese. - I didn't actually find a substitute for cheddar cheese. Even better. I found the real thing! Even though it isn't as common in Spain, I did find some cheddar at a few stores around Toledo. Take heart, cheddar lovers -- It does exist!
As always, I feel like I'm forgetting something. What's on your list of essentials?
What else is on the list? Most of these items are food. And hygiene products. Be forewarned.
Also note: any of these items would be gladly accepted in a care package. ;)
1. Deodorant. The Europeans just don't understand the magic of my Secret Invisible Solid. The roll-on business doesn't cut it for me. So every time I take off for Spain, I make sure to pack a Costco-sized value pack of my favorite kind.
2. Chapstick. I think you can get chapstick in Spain. At least you can probably buy lip balm or lip gloss, but I'm really particular about my brand. I haven't used anything but the teal tubes of medicated Blistex in years, and there's NO WAY I'd be able to live without it. I mean really, I might be addicted.
3. Reese's Cups. There's nothing more to say. Just trust me. Take a bag of the Reese's minis. You won't regret it.
4. Kraft Mac n Cheese. To be honest, my homesickness often comes in the form of the Blue-Box-Blues. Nothing says America like a 79 cent boxed meal of pasta and cheese powder. And it always hits the spot. I didn't think to pack this one with me last year, but when my mom came to visit in February, I had her bring a few boxes for me. This year, I will come prepared!
5. Ranch & Italian dressing. Oh, Ranch. At one point in my life, I probably had as much Ranch dressing flowing through body as I had blood in my veins. I ate it on everything! I have since scaled it way back, but I still crave a salad with Ranch every now and then. It's a little difficult to import bottles of dressing, but this year, I'm planning on bringing a small jar each of Ranch and Italian seasoning. A little mixin' and fixin' in the kitchen, and I can have a Ranch or Italian side salad whenever I darn well please!
6. Baking stuff. I love to bake -- the American way; making American deserts with American measurements. Measuring cups are essential. Last year I took a dozen silicon muffin cups with me, which was good, but it limited me to 12 muffins or cupcakes. And think about it -- when's the last time you made a cupcake recipe that only made 12? That made it a little difficult to share my muffiny goodness with coworkers and friends.. and I had to make sure to always get my silicon muffin molds back! This year, I'm hoping to bring a silicon muffin tray, along with some cute little cupcake papers. That way, I can impress the Spaniards not only with the taste of these babies, but with the presentation as well. I may even bring a pasty bag, too, for decorating. I'm committed this year!
There are also a few things that I thought I would just have to learn to live without, but I found some pretty decent substitutions. What's on that list, you ask?
1. Pumpkin. - If you know me, you may already know that I've got core-deep love for Pumpkin anything, and unfortunately, pumpkins aren't too common in Spain. Last year for Thanksgiving, I couldn't stand the thought of going without Pumpkin Pie. So I made a butternut squash pie instead. It ROCKED. Seriously. Maybe I'll even share the recipe around the holidays (I'd share it now, but I'd have to go get my notebook).
2. Sour Cream. - Sour Cream is essential for many things in my world. It took a few months to figure it out, but natural, unsweetened Greek yogurt is probably the closest substitute possible. It sounds funny, but try it. You'll see.
3. Cheddar Cheese. - I didn't actually find a substitute for cheddar cheese. Even better. I found the real thing! Even though it isn't as common in Spain, I did find some cheddar at a few stores around Toledo. Take heart, cheddar lovers -- It does exist!
As always, I feel like I'm forgetting something. What's on your list of essentials?
9/06/2011
three weeks.
Only three weeks left, folks!
That's just three more weeks of face time with family and friends, of horrible, yet tasty food, unlimited texts, all-day driving, and unbelievably cold air conditioning.
There's just three more weeks until I'm going for paseos, having siestas, eating tapas, speaking espanish, and taking in the sun, warmth, and spirit of Sevilla.
In just three short weeks, I'll be feeling all of the pressures of last minute packing (and shopping), of not having my own apartment yet, of having to deal with the extranjería (or foreigner's office).
And I'm kind of excited for all of it! --minus the foreigner's office.
When I think back to how I felt at this time last year, I was WAY more anxious (understandably), somewhat more prepared (mentally, financially, legally), and a little bit less realistic.
Despite my current unpreparedness, I think that I have more realistic expectations for this year. I think I have a better idea of what to expect regarding the job and life, etc. My Spanish is way better now, too. And even though I'm not going back to Toledo, I will at least be going to a place that I know and love, where I already have some friends that I know and love. I'm excited for what the year will bring!
I am hoping that this year provides as much excitement and adventure as I found in Toledo. I am hoping to meet new and good friends, to go new and exciting places, and to keep improving my Spanish. And I'll definitely keep you all posted on the good stories and updates.
Three weeks isn't long! But until then, I'll be preparing, packing, and enjoying my time stateside!
Besos to all!
That's just three more weeks of face time with family and friends, of horrible, yet tasty food, unlimited texts, all-day driving, and unbelievably cold air conditioning.
There's just three more weeks until I'm going for paseos, having siestas, eating tapas, speaking espanish, and taking in the sun, warmth, and spirit of Sevilla.
In just three short weeks, I'll be feeling all of the pressures of last minute packing (and shopping), of not having my own apartment yet, of having to deal with the extranjería (or foreigner's office).
And I'm kind of excited for all of it! --minus the foreigner's office.
When I think back to how I felt at this time last year, I was WAY more anxious (understandably), somewhat more prepared (mentally, financially, legally), and a little bit less realistic.
Despite my current unpreparedness, I think that I have more realistic expectations for this year. I think I have a better idea of what to expect regarding the job and life, etc. My Spanish is way better now, too. And even though I'm not going back to Toledo, I will at least be going to a place that I know and love, where I already have some friends that I know and love. I'm excited for what the year will bring!
I am hoping that this year provides as much excitement and adventure as I found in Toledo. I am hoping to meet new and good friends, to go new and exciting places, and to keep improving my Spanish. And I'll definitely keep you all posted on the good stories and updates.
Three weeks isn't long! But until then, I'll be preparing, packing, and enjoying my time stateside!
Besos to all!
8/31/2011
new beginning.
So here we go again!
Another year in Spain, another blog! Not by choice, of course ... but Rachael in Toledo can't really continue if I'm not in Toledo, right?
But this new blog isn't defined by a location, so hopefully it can grow and move with me.
I'm excited for what this year will bring! And you should be excited for what this blog will share. I promise it will be good!
Become a follower, leave comments, tell your friends.
It'll be a regular old fiesta up in here.
Besitos, amigos!
Rachael
Another year in Spain, another blog! Not by choice, of course ... but Rachael in Toledo can't really continue if I'm not in Toledo, right?
But this new blog isn't defined by a location, so hopefully it can grow and move with me.
I'm excited for what this year will bring! And you should be excited for what this blog will share. I promise it will be good!
Become a follower, leave comments, tell your friends.
It'll be a regular old fiesta up in here.
Besitos, amigos!
Rachael
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