Carnival

So this weekend i am doing something crazy! I'm going to the carnival in cadiz. I can't believe it! It will be like halloween but in Spain. Cadiz is 7 hours south of Madrid and al lado de la playa (next to the beach). My group got literally the last bus! My first real adventure in Spain.

Ugh my last post got deleted

Basically my last post got deleted, and I don't feel like retyping it because i need to finish my homework and go to bed. However, as a place holder, here is a letter i wrote my mom last week detailing my time in Spain.

hi mom, yeah I'm less sick. though i seem to have a perpetually runny nose. this week my classes with other spanish students begin. i am taking the most ridiculous of schedules: a grammar class, regional geography, history of the present time, theater, and cinema. It could have been something i took in while at MHS. It's slightly ridiculous. commuting to school can also be kind of a pain. today i had to get up at 7, something i haven't had to do since high school (though i guess i got up earlier then), and it physically pained me. generally i feel like I'm in high school: getting dinner fed to me, having my laundry done, commuting to school (except now it's a real commute), having to tell my host mother where I'm going, giving a detailed list of what i ate that day. The only difference is that now i have entered this weird parallel version of high school in which I'm suddenly the loner. As a result of my language barrier, i now practice a form of withdrawal from the rest of the students. you can go ahead and say i need to make more of an effort, but as a former behavior studies major you ought to know better. It's easy to say that i need to work harder to make spanish friends, but when the über-cool mullet-wearing spanish students lounge around campus with their cheap beer, cigarettes, and rapid fire spanish i can't exactly just jump in. It also seems that the spanish youth right now, including the girls, are rocking this jean that is tight in the leg, and literally bags in the butt. When i say bag, I mean they could literally carry their lunch back there. when i told this to catherine she predicted that it would hit the U.S. in a few years. ay, Jesús, i hope not. luego, Nora