SO.......I literally remember about 20 minutes total of a 6.5 hour trip which I am NOT complaining about whatsoever. Thank you Xanax, you do me right every time. When I woke up I was so out of it that I didn't realize that I was the last person standing at the baggage thing and my two bags were the only ones on it going around and around and around and around and around. Finally I snapped out of it when I saw an adorable police dog (obvi) and went to meet my aunt, uncle, and cousin. They told me to put on my coat cause it was cold outside, so I did, but then we get outside and it's 50-fucking degrees outside and i'm in a shirt, sweater, and NorthFace -- are these people out of their minds? I was sweating.
Anyways, I stick out like a white person in the Carnegie Mellon sea of asians. Everyone can tell I'm foreign. I have zero chance of blending in, so I better own the American image. Where's the closest bar? mall? McDonalds?
So I got to my aunt's house around 10am and we had panettone for breakfast. It's actually Italian, but it's a traditional sweet bread that people eat for breakfast or snacks. Then I got on my computer hoping to talk to everyone back home but I guess people over there usually sleep at 5-6am? I guess I've forgotten this already? So I went to sleep, woke up, had lunch, went back to sleep. Typing this right now is making me feel way too Spanish for comfort. Almost embarrassing....almost. Then we went to the cell phone place to try to get mine set up but of course in Spain nothing is easy so we have to go back tomorrow. My cousin who is the self-proclaimed next Steve Jobs told me about an application called WhatsApp for bberry, iphone, and droid which is basically blackberry messenger for all of those so guess what betches I'm gonna talk to you anytime if you download it too. I haven't talked to anyone from home and it's making me a little uneasy even though I know there's a time difference and everything. It's just so weird...
So now it is almost 8:30pm and Spanish people usually just shoot the shit and do nothing til dinner time around 10-11pm, then shoot more shit until bedtime around 1 or 2. My guess is that I'll pass out before dinner. I'm already not a fan of la comida (food). Anyone want to take bets on how quickly I lose 10lbs because I'm not going to like the food? Betting starts at $5 and the winner gets to come here and make me [american-style] dinner. Don't miss out.
Tomorrow I guess I'll sleep in (all Spaniards do) which is familiar to me, then I'll go get my cell phone activated, and then I have to go downtown in Madrid to a hotel to meet my program for our orientation week. I'll update when my life gets more exciting cause right now it's just sleeping, eating, and waiting to talk to people from home which is nooooot fun.
k bye xoxox
