First Day of Class

Today, like everyday, was an adventure. Miribel (the correct way to spell my host mom’s name) took me to the train station to meet someone to take me to the bus stop. The walk seemed long, but I think it was because I was so cold. Our bus was crowded but that’s nothing compared to what it will be like when school starts for the other students.

Once there, I grabbed a cafe con leche in the cafeteria because I was so tired. I’m not a coffee person, but it was delicious. I’m afraid this might become a habit for me. For the first part of the day, Irene (my professor, not usted) led us around the Universidad de Alicante. I was mislead about how cold it gets here. In the morning with the wind, it’s freezing! Did not expect that. After a short break, we had the first class of the two week intensive period. It wasn’t that bad at all. Actually, it was fun at times and felt much shorter than two hours.

I came home for lunch and had a rice dish waiting for me. It is sort of like paella except this has garbanzo beans in it. After a short siesta, I did my homework and met up with some friends in town who needed to get cell phones. How they survived this long, I’ll never know. Later I came home for a simple dinner of chicken soup and a toasted sandwich with jamon y queso.

It’s strange but I’m getting used to hearing Spanish all day. I can understand what Miribel is trying to say but it’s frustrating when I don’t know how to respond. Of course I knew I wouldn’t understand everything. It will be okay, I’ll get there someday.