Fly out of Rochester. There wasn’t a line for check-in. Or security.
I’m sitting by the window near Gate A6, waiting for my delayed flight to start boarding. I was pretending to read The Fellowship of the Ring but the tiny propellor planes are distracting - and so are the panicked what-did-i-forget-oh-no-what-did-i-forget thoughts that won’t stop until I actually remember what I forgot. After three different flights, two Metro transfers, and one high-speed train ride, I will (hopefully) be in the beautiful city of Granada, Spain for my five-week study abroad program. (whatistillcan’tbelieveitihavenotprocessedgahh)
I honestly don’t know much about what I’m actually going to be doing. I have four hours of classes a day on Spanish language and culture at the University of Granada’s Centro de Lenguas Modernas. In Granada, I’ll be staying with a Spanish homemaker and eating the food on which most Spanish homemakers pride themselves (paella anyone??). With my program group, I’ll also be going on overnight excursions to the cities of Cordoba and Nerja. I’m making an extra stop in Madrid too.
Although I’m ridiculously excited (I’ve been trying to repress it for the past week or so, otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten anything done), I’m also nervous for some things. My biggest fear is getting lost on the way to my hotel; I’ve always been afraid of getting lost. I don’t think I remember that much Spanish since I haven’t taken Spanish classes since AP Spanish two years ago. I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to find a church/fellowship there; I found a few fellowships at the university but I don’t know what they do over the summer. Also I don’t know if I’m gonna have friends. i’msoweirdwhyisactingnormalsodifficult
Any prayers, thoughts and/or messages would be highly appreciated! I’m going to make my best effort to keep in touch via this blog, Facebook, and email.
Do not fear. I will take plenty of photos but I’ll try not to look like too much of a tourist >.< When I have faster Internet, maybe I’ll post an awkwardly posed photo of me and my parents in the ROC. I believe I’ve forgotten how to smile normally for photos…
*posted from Philly because the Internet was slow in Rochester. but it’s pretty slow here too. grr
*also please excuse any awful grammar mistakes or general un-eloquence. (hah that’s not a word) the only things I write now are lab reports.