All that sparkles!

Rediscovery and Rebirth.

2011-03-03T07:02:00.003+01:00

I had almost completely forgotten about my neglected blog. After reading about the adventures of many far-away friends, I returned to my old Spain blog page and decided I want to start writing down a few more of the happenings in my life. It serves as a way to stay in touch with friends all over the world and also helps me keep track of things that my sometimes distracted brain would otherwise forget. And it's always fun to look back on trips, events, and everyday victories!

So here is to 2011 and attempting yet again to enter the blogworld. Maybe I'll be more successful this time? We'll see what happens. But if nothing else, at least it got a sparkly make-over :)

More to come soon (I hope)...

Spring 2010: A whirlwind of work and play

2010-05-11T11:11:00.010+02:00

So it’s been a busy, chaotic, eventful and fun six months. Between doing homework for class, planning lessons and teaching my wonderful students, working on my thesis, traveling and just generally living life in Spain, I haven’t had a lot of free time to do things such as update this blog (as made evident by the 6 month hiatus I’ve taken since my last post). So I’ll try to recap the highlights of this semester thus far:

In January, immediately upon returning from the US, Jordan and I went to Valencia to meet up with all of our friends there. Several of them who are studying in different countries this year were home for the holidays so we all enjoyed being together and had a delicious Mexican dinner (much more typical in Oklahoma than in Spain).

At the end of January, Jordan, Amanda and I went to visit my friend Reda in Casablanca Morocco. I met Reda when he came to OU as an exchange student (like most of my international friends) and he was an incredible and gracious host. He showed us around his beautiful city, hosted us for an amazing homemade couscous lunch with his family and even put us up in an incredible 5-star hotel. We all really enjoyed the weekend. The sights, food and people were all amazing! It just reinforced my love of Arab culture.

Lots of delicious meetings of SFC (Sunday Food Club).

In March, I was lucky enough to be able to meet up with Winston in London while he was traveling with a group from Kingfisher High School for Spring Break. One of my favorite things about Europe is the ease and affordability of plane travel. I was able to hop on a quick flight and spend a weekend in London. Their group kindly allowed me to join them on their tour. We visited Stonehenge and Bath one day and spent the rest of our time together in London. I really enjoyed catching up with my little brother and getting to hang out with him in London. I also got to see one of my good Colombian friends, Silvia, who is currently working in London. Great weekend!

The school which I teach at (for those of you who are interested, it’s called Colegio Internacional de Santo Tomás de Aquinas) hosts an annual race every spring. This year it benefited the rebuilding of a school in Haití. They asked me if I would co-host and be in charge of making the announcements and introductions during the race. It was an early but very fun Saturday. I loved getting to meet all the families of my students and see the excitement on their faces as they crossed the finish line.

One of my favorite days at school this semester was Carnival. In Spain, Carnival a huge celebration (not quite to the scale of that in Brazil, but still really big and fun). All of the kids and teachers come to school dressed up and we spend the day playing games. It’s similar to the way Halloween is celebrated in the US. Kids dress up as their favorite characters, movie stars, etc. as opposed to Halloween where they all wear really scary and bloody outfits. It was a fun day and I love seeing all my precious students dressed up as princesses and super heroes. Plus it’s another day of the year where I have an excuse to wear lots of glitter :)

Jarrett Franklin, one of my best friends from high school, came to visit me for a few weeks. It was so fun to travel together again. The last time we traveled together was in 2004 when we went on a school trip to Egypt. I enjoyed showing him around Spain and it was cool for him to meet all of my friends here. He went to school with me one day and met many of my students. They thought it was so cool to meet one of my friends from home and still ask about him.

Our equivalent of Spring Break occurs during Holy Week. It was a nice long break because we got Friday off, the entire next week, and the Monday following Easter. Jarrett, Jordan, Amanda, Kacey and I went to Italy. It was an incredible and much needed vacation. Winter had been pretty rough in Madrid. It was the coldest and harshest that anyone can remember. Spaniards tell me constantly that winter is NEVER like that. Just my luck. The weather, in addition to the demands of our program made us all ready for a break. And no better place to unwind than beautiful, delicious, passionate Italy. In order to be brief I will avoid going into many details but it was simply incredible. We flew into Milan and then went south to Cinque Terre, which is perhaps the most beautiful place I have ever been. It’s hard to say because I have seen some amazing and very unique places but it definitely ranks pretty high. We then went to Florence for a couple of days and then went to Rome. Charles Ramsdell, a fellow Kingfisherite who plays professional basketball in Spain, met up with us for a few days in Rome. We were in Rome for Easter, which was a remarkable experience. We saw the Pope on two different occasions: on Good Friday at Palatine Hill and also on Easter morning during Mass at St. Peters. Unfortunately it was really rainy and cold that particular Sunday morning but I’m glad that Kacey and I fought the crowds and endured. Definitely a unique life-experience.

In general, I ate more in those 10 days than I care to remember. We joked that we were eating our way through Italy yet we actually made that joke a reality. Although I think you would be hard pressed to find a better country to eat your way through. The never-ending gelato (we once went back for thirds in the same restaurant), pizza, pasta, focaccia bread, etc. was heavenly. And for people like us, who have various clubs and past-times dedicated to eating, it was quite appropriate.

I rediscovered how much I love Italian. I picked up a few words and phrases although it was so easy to speak Spanish. I had a one hour conversation where I was speaking Spanish and they guy was speaking Italian and I would say we understood about 70% of what we were saying, which was pretty surprising and fun. Italy is still one of my favorite countries in the world.

My 24^th birthday celebration in Spain was definitely a memorable one. My friends made sure it was packed with lots of good food, sparkles, Shakira and dancing so I was one happy little duck. My high school students also surprised me. They bought me two cakes and when I walked in the room for class, they had the lights out and candles lit and jumped out singing “Happy Birthday/Feliz Cumpleaños”. It was one of the most genuine surprises I have ever received and they were so pleased that I was shocked. I truly had not expected anything. I also received gifts from several students. I really like being a teacher on my birthday, haha (and all other days of the year as well). Jordan’s birthday is just three days after mine so we had a joint birthday party and it was really fun!!

Five days ago I turned in my thesis. This is a monumental moment (and the reason I am currently able to write this blog). It ended up being 180 pages long and I’m quite proud of it. It’s not due until May 30^th but I really wanted to just be done with it and enjoy my last couple of months here. I realized back in January that I would rather be inside working on my thesis while it was snowing outside instead of when the weather is beautiful. And I am ever so thankful that I made that decision and got motivated early because it feels amazing to be done with it. All of my friends are currently in major thesis crunch mode and I am able to calmly hangout and finally enjoy and bit of free time, which makes life in Spain truly incredible.

November, December and Christmas in Oklahoma :)

2010-01-10T16:12:00.001+01:00

A combination of things have prevented me from updating this for a couple of months: my classes haven’t gotten increasing more demanding and time consuming and I had to flee my old apartment mid-November which left me living with friends for two weeks and now in an internet-less apartment. Despite this flaw (which is significant in my life), the new apartment is SO much better. I feel as though I have been snatched from the fiery pit below and placed in a clean, tranquil, modern heaven. I reduced my daily commute by two hours and my quality of life has improved dramatically (goodbye creepy public transportation companions who have major issues with staring!).

December flew by and I took several trips with great friends. We spent a four-day weekend in the South of Spain in Granada and Cordoba and it was amazing although much colder than I had been prepared for. The next weekend I went with 10 program-mates to Lisbon, Portugal. It was incredible! I loved the people, sites, my travel-mates, and the food!!! I could talk about all those things for ages but I won’t since I got to catch up with most of you over the break.

It was fun to experience Christmas festivities in another country. There were lots of similarities and plenty of differences as well. My students performed in Christmas programs that were adorable. I participated in an invisible friend gift exchange with my teachers (which I thought was more like secret Santa but in the end I discovered that you never reveal who you gave the gift too…something I totally blew since I thought we would tell the person when they opened it…oops, haha). I participated in the Christmas lottery which according to every Spanish person you ask is a national past time and an absolute must. After several teachers spent 30 minutes telling me why I needed to buy a ticket and even showing me examples of YouTube videos I caved and decided to fork over 20 Euros for my chance at the BIG one! All the teachers in my school had the same number so if we won, we would win big and cancel school the next day. We didn’t win. But the excitement and cultural experience was fun. For several weeks it was a conversation topic. I received many great gifts from my students including a super sparkly scarf and lots of candy. One of the most special gifts I received was from my high-school juniors. They mad me a huge card that was the Spanish flag that said “Spanish is Fun!” since they always laugh at the sign I have that says “English is Fun!” They all signed it and put a picture of themselves inside. As if that wasn’t sweet enough they then gave me two beautiful and very nice Tous bracelets. They had collected money from everyone in the class and went and bought them. It was so cute! I almost cried. And all the other teachers in the school were expressive of their amazement and jealousy since it is very unusual for kids of their age to do such a thing and they have never done that for any of them.

On December 23^rd the moment I had been waiting for since November arrived! I flew home for Christmas!! I do know if you could have ever seen two more excited people in the Madrid than Jordan and me. When an airline worker approached us the tell us the flight was overbooked and offer us $1000 to fly the next day we said “NO” so quickly she could barely finish the offer. It was a good thing we didn’t take the offer as a pretty intense blizzard arrived mere hours after our flight and we wouldn’t have made it one day later. I felt so smug to be wrapped up at home in Kingfisher when all of the snow was falling and closing roads and airports. The next 2 weeks at home flew by as two of the most enjoyable and delicious weeks ever! It felt so good to be home with all of the people and things and food that I appreciate and miss so much. I spent lots of quality time with family and friends and got my American heart refilled, refueled and ready to take on Spain once again.

Sooners in Paris

2009-11-10T12:57:00.004+01:00

Jordan and I flew to Paris for Halloween to reunite with friends from all over Europe and spend the weekend in this incredible city. This was my second trip to Paris (I decided I needed to give it a second chance after having not the best opinion after the first trip) and this time around I saw a completely new city which I fell in love with. Now I understand the obsession. I love Paris.

Jacek (Germany/Poland), Koke and Gloria (Spain), me, Guillaume (one of our wonderful French hosts) and Jordan. Marc, our other French host was not with us for this picture but he has the most incredible apartment ever. You can see an unobstructed and very near view of the Eiffel Tower from his balcony. In fact I think you can probably see his apartment in the background.

Soaking up the sun on the most beautiful Autumn day.

With all the guys in front of Les Invalides - the tomb of Napoleon.

With Gloria in front of a beautiful leaf-covered wall.

Halloween Night in Marc's apartment. The window behind us is where you can see the previously mentioned incredible view of the Eiffel Tower. We watch it sparkle and light up for hours.

My first visit to the doctor in Spain

2009-10-20T14:56:00.002+02:00

Yesterday I went to the doctor for the first time in Spain (not the first time outside of the US though, as I have been lucky enough to get sick many times in South America). It was very interesting because there were many similarities but also many differences. The first HUGE and most notable difference is that I didn't pay anything (not a penny) because Spain as a socialized healthcare system. Because of that I could have went to any public health clinic but my program provides us with private insurance so I went to a private clinic near my house. My roommate helped me call to make the appointment earlier in the day because I virtually had no voice and when I arrived at 7:30pm (much later than any private clinic that I know would be open in the US) they of course said they had no record of my appoint. Welcome to Spain. Nonetheless, they let me wait and since it was the end of the day I didn't have to wait long for them to work me in because I just went after their last appointment. So I only waited about 15 minutes until the doctor came and got me. Another big difference - there were no nurses and they did not take any of my regular stats such as weight, temperature, etc. and didn't even ask me anything about my medical history (he did at least ask if I had any allergies before giving me my prescription). He just took me into a room that was the combination of an office and an examination room. So first he had me sit at his desk and skipping any sort of small-talk, acquaintances or introductions (I didn't even know his name) he just said "Ok what's wrong with you?" and had me tell him about my symptoms. Then he had me move to the examination table (which was identical to what we have in the US) for an examination. He listened to me breathe about 27 times on each side of my back, looked briefly down my throat (which was my primary reason for coming) and didn't even have me say "aaaaaaaahhhhh" so I'm not sure how he really saw anything. Then without telling me what I had he just handed me a prescription and said goodbye. I of course asked what was wrong with me and he said "Oh you have a virus that is going around..." Thanks for the elaborate info. So for all of you who think face time with the doctor during an appointment in the US is short, should appreciate it more. I mean it was okay since I had already begun to feel better and the only reason I actually went to the doctor is because it was free and because I needed a doctor's note to justify my absence at school but it definitely left me desiring a little more interaction and information. Note: The health system in Spain is good and I'm sure there are much better doctors than this guy out there.

OU/TEXAS weekend!!!! Sooner Reunion in Madrid!!!

2009-10-19T17:58:00.003+02:00

Being the girl that organized OU/TEXAS weekend for 88 people last year, I could not just sit passively in Spain and watch this essential Sooner weekend pass-by without a proper celebration. So once again I put my event-planning skills to work and sent out an invitation to all of the Sooners who were part of the infamous trip last year and happen to live or be studying in the same country/continent as me. Nine of mine (6 from Spain, 1 from France and 2 fellow Americans) and Jordan's friends came to stay at our apartment for the weekend. We ate American food, we partied like Sooners and we watched the game (which luckily being thousands of miles away didn't impact our weekend quite as much as it does if you are actually in Dallas). We were 11 crazy sooner fans who took Madrid by storm, decked out in our OU gear.

Here we are in Plaza Mayor on Saturday. It is really funny to walk around a city in Madrid dressed in matching clothes. Since there are so many tourists, we had several people approach us to ask about the game or say boomer sooner. And we even got in a yelling fight with some texas fans in a park.

In front of the Templo de Debod (an Egyptian temple in the Park of the West). This is where we heard some clearly demented individuals yell "Texas Fight" and then the battle was on!

Watching the game in my apartment.

Trying to make cookies and pizza in my ghetto kitchen. See the butane-filled orange container? That is what we put in front of the oven to keep it closed. Would our apartment pass any level of safety test? I think not.

Glo, Sus and I in Retiro Park on Sunday. We packed a picnic and enjoyed the beautiful weekend weather (the last that we would have for this season in Madrid).

Busy Busy Busy

2009-10-18T21:57:00.002+02:00

So I haven't updated in awhile because my life is crazy busy. Basically I wake up at 6:45 everyday, make a 1.5 hour commute to my school, teach from 9 to 5 and then give private english lessons to various students and adults after school until 9:30 or 10. Then I commute back home just in time to eat, shower, and sleep!!!! And this schedule is accented with 4.5 hours of Master classes on Tuesday and Thursday nights and homework and lesson planning. So basically by the time the weekend rolls around I don't want to do anything except for sleep. And not talk to children, haha.

The schedule has been a little bit tough for me the first couple of weeks (I basically had a complete breakdown which was provoked by a combination of sleep deprivation, overextending myself, and no personal time) but I'm getting more used to it now and I have found ways to make it a bit more livable. I talked to the headmaster of my school because I knew I couldn't survive a year at the pace I was going and we found some ways to change my schedule in order to better use my time. Before I had a lot of random short breaks during the day that did not count towards my hours but that required me to be at the school and did not allow me to get anything productive done. He is a very nice guy and he moved my Tuesday classes to Monday and Friday so now I don't have to go to Alcalá (the town outside of Madrid where I teach) on Tuesdays!!! Having one day where I don't have to do the awful commute and can actually get things done such as going to the bank and the grocery store (bc any other day I don't get home before 10 and everything is closed) is amazing! It makes a huge difference! I am much happier!

And I do really love teaching!!! Especially 3rd-6th grade!!! I like pre-school and high school too but middle school is just absolutely, 100% horrible!! I dread every single class I have to go to with those punks!! They just have the worst attitudes and grrr...I'm trying to find something to like about them but so far I've got nothing! Luckily only 4 out of my 18 classes are with them so the rest of the time I am very happy. I have so many cute kid stories...I'll start trying to write one per day because they are really just precious and so funny. I also really really enjoy teaching private lessons. I can just do so much more one on one plus the kids I teach are some of my favorites! I teach a 4 year old, 2 6 years olds, 3 10 year olds, 1 university student, and 2 adults (all at different times of course). The 10 year olds are particularly fabulous because they are smart and will do absolutely anything to get a sticker (which is what I use to motivate them). I'm telling you these kids will do anything for a Hannah Montana, Jonas Brothers, or High School Musical sticker. And my favorite little girl Laura almost hyperventilated when she found out I was a cheerleader in high school (cheerleaders are a uniquely American phenomenon which the rest of the world is fascinated by) and have an American Girl doll. So basically we get along just great!!

What keeps me doing during some of my longer days are the amazing weekends I spend in Madrid. There are no words to explain how amazing my roommates are and how much fun we have together! Basically we are so lucky because putting 7 strangers from 5 different countries together could potential be disastrous but for us it is the magic formula!!

Here are my roommates and I (starting from the left): Jordan from Calvin, Oklahoma; Gigi from Milan, Italy; me from the one and only K-Town; Gaby from France/Malaga, Spain; Saila from Finland; and Simón from France. Not pictured because she was sick is Maite who is from Bilbao, Spain. The amazing OU flag hanging in the background is because it was OU/TEXAS weekend in my apartment (more details about that amazing event to come later).

And I have met some really great people in my program as well who I have become good friends with! My favorite weekend activity so far is the "Sunday Food Club" which consists of a group of friends from my program who all love food (like me) and every Sunday we find a new restaurant and have an amazing meal. Its the only time I get to eat out and have a delicious, full meal. I love it!

The delicious Peruvian meal (Lomo Saltado) we ate a couple Sundays ago...bah I get hungry just looking at it.

My friend Amanda and I the next Sunday at an amazing Mexican restaurant called La Panza es Primera. Oh the nachos were sooo good! Mexican food is the thing I miss the most from the US so this meal was long overdue.

Amanda and I hanging out in Buen Retiro, the big park in Madrid. We had a picnic and were enjoying the perfect October day.

A group of friends from my program. We all went to Alcalá for a big festival celebrating Miguel de Cervantes. Fun night!

Madrid was a candidate city for the 2016 Olympics. Sadly we came in second (same as for the 2012 Olympics) but the Sunday before they announced the results there was a huge rally to show public support for the Olympics. There was a concert of a famous Spanish singer and lots of street performers and music, etc. It was really fun. A group of friends from my program went and we were joined by about 500,000 other people in a plaza that is very near to our apartment.

Our group in the yellow section.

We kept walking and ended up in the red section. Here we are using our colors to shield ourselves from the rain. The less than perfect weather didn't keep anyone from coming out to show their support for the olympics.

We finally ended up in the blue section where we belonged (note the color of all of our clothing).

The 500,000 people and their colors in the Plaza de Cibeles. We were in the very front of the blue section near the stage.

I know this post has been a little bit of everything. As always I will say that I will try to update more often but that always ends up being more difficult than I thought. Currently the only reason I had time to update this is because I am at home sick instead of at school. I have a very sore throat and fever. I am the 4th of the 7 people who live in my apartment to have the same symptoms. I am going to the doctor in a few hours so I will let you know if it is Swine Flu (just kidding). I am actually starting to feel a bit better but I'm still basically unable to talk and since I missed school I need to go to the doctor. If I felt like this in the US I don't think I would go to the doctor but since it is free (thanks to socialized healthcare) I will go. And don't worry Mom and Marmie, my roommates are taking good care of me. Maite came in to help me call the doctor since I couldn't really talk and Simón gave me some Vitamin C tablets to put in my water and they have all offered to do whatever I need. So I guess if I have to be sick in a foreign country without my mom at least I have 6 other people to help care for me.

I'm officially a teacher (or Professor as they like to call me here in Spain)

2009-09-27T01:36:00.002+02:00

I have just completed my second full week of classes (both as a teacher during the day and a student at night) and I absolutely love it! I never thought I would like teaching so much but it is great.

Okay to explain fully...I am doing a Masters program here in Madrid and a big part of it is called "la practica" which is basically like an internship teaching at a local school. I use the term local loosely because my particular school assignment involves an almost 2 hour commute for me, each way. Everyday. I take the subway to the train station then take a train to Alcalá where I walk to a bus stop and ride on the school bus with the kids for another 25 minutes. It is fine though because I am very productive on my commute - I always use the time to study and read for my Masters classes and also to plan my lessons for my classes. In my Masters Program there are 64 students and we are all assigned to work at different schools in Madrid and the surrounding communities. My school is small compared to a lot of the ones they are working at so therefore I am the only foreign "language auxiliary" at my school (while many of them are with other Americans from our program). It is fun to be the token foreigner because I am unique. On the first day everyone knew who I was and all the kids knew my name before I even met them. They all seem to think I'm pretty cool and fascinating which I don't mind too much ;) So I teach a different class every hour so I teach 18 different groups ranging in ages from 3 to 18. I teach all three levels of pre-school and 3rd-12th grades. The only grades I don't teach are 1st and 2nd because their teacher is from England so my particular and highly valued skills (speaking English) are not needed. Every class I has is different but they are all some sort of English class: English Grammar, Phonetics, Reading, English Conversation, and whatever you would call trying to teach English to 3 year olds. I will be so happy if they can count to 10 and tell me the colors by the end of the year.

Since I am not actually trained as a teacher I am supposed to always be with a teacher and just assisting them with English. My school is very good about always making sure a teacher is in the room to help with discipline and lesson structure and such but I have pretty much been given freedom to teach and input whatever ideas I have. They are really open and interested in my opinion and really want me help with the lesson plans and grading so it is fun. It is so funny how I found myself thinking back to all of the teachers I have had throughout my life and I find myself remembering and using various techniques and teaching methods of theirs.

I really love all the ages but so far my favorites are 3rd and 4th and high school. The high schoolers are just because they aren't that much younger than me so I can really relate to them and talk to them and just hang out. They class I teach the seniors is English conversation so they really don't care what I do as long as I get them to talk. So my plan is to teach them new and practical English that they will actually remember and learn to correctly pronounce through popular music. They are pretty excited about that. I tried it out last Friday and they loved it. I even had a group of girls volunteer to sing a Beyonce song for the class and it was so fun! I have learned a great deal of Spanish from music and it has always been my favorite and most effective way to learn.

The 3rd and 4th graders are so great because they are old enough to know how to be at school (unlike the 3 year olds who just cry and cry and cry for their moms) and have a pretty decent level of English so I can actually teach them (unlike the pre-schoolers who look at me like I am an alien speaking this crazy language to them). Plus they are still at the age that they are very innocent and love to learn and all want to answer every question and are always volunteering to read, etc. Plus they still love their teachers at that age.

The number one rule of my program is that the kids can absolutely under no circumstance know that I speak Spanish because then they would just speak Spanish to me. At first I found it really difficult to have to pretend to not understand what they are saying (especially when they tell jokes...I laugh without even thinking because it is a subconscious reaction) and I hated having to lie to them when they directly asked me if I really didn't understand Spanish but I have since then seen the huge benefit of them believing that I only speak English. The thing is they really want to talk to me or answer me when I ask them a question so they go out of their way and try so so hard to speak English and figure out the word in English, even when it is very difficult for them. If they knew I understood Spanish they would just tell me the word in Spanish and would learn nothing. Its just funny though because I always understand exactly what they are saying but have to sit there with a blank look on my face and say "what? in english please?". They are even getting better about speaking English with each other if I am around because they know it is rude to speak a language I don't understand in front of me.

All the teachers at my school are really nice and fun. Luckily at my school I don't ever have to do lunch duty (unlike poor Jordan) so I get to relax with all of them during lunch in a private teacher's lunchroom. It's also a great time for me to get to speak Spanish and not have to pretend to be the idiot who is living in Spain for a year but doesn't understand a word of Spanish. I met a couple of other teachers who are close to my age so I hang out with them a lot now so thats fun.

As for my masters classes (it is so strange to be a teacher and a student at the same time...not to mention exhausting), they are going well. I am currently taking two classes and they are on Tuesday and Thursday nights from 4:00-9:00pm. So Tuesdays and Thursdays are really long days because I leave at 7am to go teach, go directly from the school I teach at to the campus where I take my classes and return home around 10pm. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I leave at 7am, teach all day, and return home around 6:30 pm. So all in all I love it but having any ounce of free time is a simple memory of the past, haha. It's fine though because at the end of the day I feel so happy and fulfilled after interacting with so many kids and seeing the smiles on their faces and the little light bulbs in their heads light up when I teach them something. Plus I'm learning a lot about technical Spanish and Spanish and Latin American history at the same time. So my brain is on overdrive, but I like it. Now I must go work on a paper so I will leave you all. But coming soon will be many funny stories about my kids since they are pretty much all I talk about now. Jordan and I get home everyday and spend about an hour talking about what our kids did that day. Thank goodness we are both teachers because I don't think any of my other friends would understand or want to listen (just like I'm sure that no one has made it to the bottom of this long blog except my grandma and mom, haha).

The Past Three Weeks...

2009-09-19T17:49:00.005+02:00

Okay so I have gotten a bit behind with my blog but I will try to update you all. I will try to be as brief as I can but a lot has happened so I expect it to be very long and full of pictures!

Okay so after the Tomatina, Annie and I then went back to Sagunto and had a wonderful dinner of calamari, patatas bravas, horchata, and a killer ice cream sundae on the beach.

We woke up early Thursday morning and took Annie to the airport. I was sad to say goodbye but so happy she came to Spain. We had a great time and finally fulfilled our dream of traveling in Spain together.

On Friday I went with Sus and her family to another river. It was really beautiful (as everything in this region has been) and it was fun to hang out with her aunt and uncle and precious 2 year old cousin. Later that night we went to the Castle of Sagunto and had an amazing tapas dinner in an open plaza. We were looking up at the centuries old castle, listening to live music, and eating incredible food. It was a great ending to my vacation in Sagunto and Valencia.

On Saturday, Jordan and I took a bus back to Madrid. It was really nice to be back in our apartment and no longer living out of a suitcase. It is amazing how quickly a place can become home. I feel so comfortable in my room now and I still really love our building and area just as much as before. I have finally finished decorating and arranging my room (at least with everything I have for now) and I love it!! It feels very much like me. Jordan describes it as being "very Kayla": girly, sparkly, bright, and full of Shakira!! The best part is that I have lots of photos of all of you guys all around the room so I see you always! Another exciting thing is that I received my first letter and I was so excited!!! I have always really loved getting mail but I’m telling you when you are thousands of miles from home it is even more fun and exciting than I could have ever imagined. So that being sad, please send me mail!!! I’m hanging on my cards on the wall by my desk so they add another nice personal touch to my room.

My room!!! I love the balcony and the whole area around my couch thanks to the beautiful, colorful artwork I found!

My bed and my doors that open into the living room.

My desk which I covered with sparkles!!! And my beautiful computer! And of course Shakira :)

One side of our living which is better now that we rearranged things and decorated the walls with some old records Jordan and I found.

On Sunday we went the the Rostro, a huge open air market that has anything and everything you might ever want to buy. Later we went to check out an Egyptian temple that is in a park near us. It is from the 2 BC and was given to Spain because Spanish engineers helped save it when the Aswan dam was flooding. Pretty cool and interesting…it was weird to be looking at something Egyptian in the middle of Madrid.

The next week was spent just hanging out with our roommates (who are amazing!).

Here we all are. From the left it is Jordan, Gaby, Maite, Saila, Guillermo, and me!!

Jordan is my fellow Oklahoman who I have already mentioned. He is also doing the same masters program as me and I'm so happy to be living with him. We are good friends, have a lot of fun, and it is a very nice comfort to have someone who comes from the same place and culture as me.

Gaby (Gabriel) is 18 and is from Nice, France although his mom is Spanish so he has lived in southern Spain for the last 5 years. He is beginning his 5 year program at a University in Madrid this year.

Maite is 25 and is originally from Bilbao, Spain (which is in the very north). She is the only one who doesn't speak English which is actually quite nice because then all of us are forced to speak Spanish which means we get to practice a lot more and improve.

Saila (pronounced Sigh-la) is 24 and is from Helsinki, Finland. She is in Madrid for a year to finish up her masters. She and I have a lot in common so I have a blast hanging out with her.

Guillermo is 22 and is originally from Mallorca, Spain. Mallorca is an island of the east coast of Spain which I'm hoping to visit sometime this year. He works for a PR and marketing firm and is really fun! He loves to go out and dance and we hit it off really well!

We have a really good balance of personalities and all get along well, which is so nice and makes sharing an apartment with so many people much easier and actually extremely fun!!! I have so much fun just sitting around the kitchen table or living room with all of them. We have had some pretty great moments so far, especially during the week before we started school. Since we had nothing to study and nowhere to go we just hung out and partied a lot. Good times. We joke about ourselves being our apartment 'family' and we have come up with some funny nicknames for each other that are all very fitting. We have "Mama Maite" because she is the older, very responsible one who from time to time seems to take care of us all...and some how she knows everything concerning cooking, cleaning, etc. And she likes to pretend to give us curfews when we go out (she is the only one that doesn't really like to go out and dance and party). Then there is "Baby Gaby" because of his age (17) and because it is his first time to live on his own so he is learning a lot about cooking, etc. Jordan is Jordan Dormilón, which is someone who sleeps a lot and Saila is Barbie Loca (Crazy Barbie) because of her platinum hair. And I am Kayla Cookie because they all learned how much I love cookies and love when I make them the cookies from the cookie mix my mom sends me from home.

Today a new guy named Simon moved in to a 7th room (that previous to this week none of us knew existed, haha). He is 21 and is from France and seems pretty nice so far. He is finishing a Masters in Biology. So now our apartment is completely full. 7 people, 2 refrigerators, 3 toilets, and 1 shower...that's right, ONE SHOWER!! haha, it has been okay so far but that seems to be the only problem that might arise. There is another shower that needs to be fixed so hopefully our crazy landlady will get around to that soon.

Here is a group that we went out with one night all hanging out at our apartment. They are all European exchange students that go to Saila's university. They are from Finland, Portugal, France, Brazil, Germany, Italy...many places. They all enjoyed the American drinking games Jordan and I taught them...of the beauty of sharing one's culture :)

Boomer Sooner baby (even though we lost). Jordan subscribed to ESPN so we can watch any games they cover (which so far was only the first one since they dropped us after the loss). Luckily we made the wise decision of leaving mid-game to go out dancing with our friends. But no matter where we are in the world, our hearts will always scream BOOMER SOONER!!!

Here is a group of students who are in our Masters Program (so they are all American). We come from all over the US: New York, Philadelphia, Boston, Texas, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, California, Florida, Arkansas, New Jersey and many more. And there is even another Sooner!! Jordan and I didn't know her before but we have many mutual acquaintances. They are a very fun group! We have had several party nights at our apartment (making the most of our free time before the program began) since we are located right in the middle of the city. It is the ideal place to meet up and pre-party before going out to the thousands of bars and clubs that are all in walking distance of our place. I just love it (if I haven't already made that clear, haha).

Only September 10 & 11th we had orientation for the program which went really well. We all then enjoyed one last weekend of freedom before becoming both teachers and graduate students at the same time (which I can assure you leaves very little free time). Last Monday I began teaching and I absolutely love every aspect of it! My school is amazing, my kids are incredible and I'm thoroughly enjoying teaching. I have much more to say but I will update you on my entire first week of teaching tomorrow because right now I have to eat and get ready to go out. Tonight is a really cool night in Madrid called La Noche en Blanco, which means the Night in White. They shut down all the roads and no cars can come into the city and thousands of people are walking everywhere and all the museums are open all night long (until 6 am) and there are tons of free concerts and art shows and poetry readings and special clubs opened. It should be cool. And once again we are in the center of the action and on of the concerts is happening in the building next to ours :) Yay!

La Tomatina = insanity covered in tomato sauce

2009-09-11T17:49:00.005+02:00

Wednesday, August 26th

Annie, Jordan, Koke, Dini, and I went to one of the craziest and most famous festivals in Spain - La Tomatina. Basically it is a huge tomato fight that occurs annually in the city of Bunol, which is about 30 minutes outside of Valencia. This year around 45,000 people attended and more than 200,000 pounds of over ripe tomatoes were thrown. The event occurs at 11 am and a lot of people go the night before to party through the night and up until the event. All of us were extremely exhausted after spending several festive days in Valencia so we made the VERY wise decision to get a good night's sleep and go in the morning. We arrived around 9:15 and it was the perfect time to be there.

Unsure of what to expect we prepare ourselves with an early morning drink (I think the only other time I have consumed alcohol before noon is in Norman on a game).

Team Blue (because of the color of our goggles)...nice and clean and ready to go.

Koke, Dini, Xamu (who came the night before and was definitely not walking as straight as the rest of us at this point), Me, Jordan and Annie. We parked the car, had a few drinks and then headed towards the street where all the action would take place.

I have never been in such an intense crowd. If you can imagine the most packed place you have ever been (such as in the middle of a mosh pit in a concert) and multiply that by about 100, that's what it was like. There was one point where I couldn't really breathe because my ribcage was so compacted and I was fearful that if I fell I would be trampled. Thank goodness Annie and I were there with the guys and the four of us just held on to each other like our lives depended on it (I believe they did). Once 11 am came, huge trucks came through the streets to dump and throw the tomatoes over the side. I had thought it was crazy before but at this point we had to make room in the streets (in which we previously couldn't move because it was so tightly packed) for the huge trucks to come through. Crazy. But we survived, had a lot of fun, threw a lot of tomatoes (at least Jordan did...I never did quite have the courage to bend over and pick one up. I just held on to him. I did throw a couple that he handed me though), and after we were completely covered in tomato juice and pulp followed the migration of people towards the river to bathe and play. It was a very unique and fun and crazy experience!

Tomato Fight!!

Intense crowd and the trucks that came and dumped the tomatoes. I believe at least 5 trucks came through.

The perfect expression to describe the madness.

Making sure we didn't lose each other.

The aftermath as the crowd begins to dissipate.

Cleaning off in the river.

We changed clothes, drove back to Valencia and went directly to the pool at Dini’s house. We all found a nice place in the shaded grass and took a nap for an hour or so and then played in the pool and ate. What a great Spanish day.

We were exhausted!

Adventures with Annie in Valencia

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On Saturday (August 22...I know it was awhile ago but I've been waiting to get pictures from Annie) one of my best friends and past roommates Annie arrived to Valencia. She currently lives and works in LA and was traveling in Europe and was able to stop in Spain for a few days. It was so great to see her because we haven’t gotten to spend any significant time together in a year and a half. It is interesting how quickly you can fall into the same old pattern of friendship. From the instant we saw each other it was like we were the 19 year-old, date-party duo, bathroom musical performing roommates living in the tri-delta house all over again. But this time we were a temporary roommate duo ready to take on the adventures of Spain! Since it was pretty late when she arrived we just went back to Susana’s house, ate one of her masterpiece salads, and attempted to go to bed early (although in reality Annie and I stayed up talking for hours).

We woke up early Sunday morning to join Susana her family and about 12 other people in a river hiking, rock and waterfall climbing excursion. The place we went to was about a 2 hour drive from Sagunto (the town Susana lives in) but the drive was a great time for Annie and I to catch up. We then spent about 3.5 hours hiking up a river (through the water, over rocks, up waterfalls, diving in natural pools) to reach the mouth. It was amazing, exhilarating, exhausting, and just so much fun!! I really love any type of outdoor activity and adventure so this was my ideal way to spend a day.

Sus, me, and Annie in one of the natural pools we came across.

We then spent a couple more hours coming back down the river and drove back to Sagunto. We arrived around 9 and Annie and I showered and packed at lightening speed in order to catch the last train into Valencia to meet up with my other friends.

We arrived around midnight in Valencia and Jordan and Koke picked us up and then we went to a plaza where the rest of our friends were waiting. Dini and Koke both live in Valencia but two guys from our group of friends at OU had come in for the weekend: William from France and Jacek from Germany. We drank and danced and Annie and I later went to my good friend Gloria’s house where we were staying (Gloria sadly couldn’t join in the festivities because she is studying for some big exams).

On Monday we went over to Dini’s house for an amazing home-made Paella (the typical dish from Valencia) and lots of tapas. Words can’t even begin to describe how incredibly nice and hospitable Dini’s family is and how DELICIOUS all of the food was.

Here I am pretending to be the one making the delicious Paella.

Later that night Koke, Dini, Jacek, William, Jordan, Annie and I toured some of the sights of Valencia and then we were joined by Susana and Gloria (who both took a break from studying) and Miguel, Alejandro and Xamu for an amazing OU reunion dinner to say goodbye to Miguel who got a job in Brussels. That night we went to several bars and clubs and danced a lot. I love Spain.

Here we are in front of La Cuidad de Las Artes y Sciencias - a really cool area in Valencia where there are several museums and an aquarium.

Annie and I in front of the cool modern buildings of this area.

On Tuesday Annie and I went to Valencia acquarium to fulfill her life-long dream of meeting her favorite animal – the Beluga whale. It was quite a magical moment. I thought she might cry. We met up with a friend of hers from LA and then went to the beach in attempt to find a restaurant that I had eaten at last year. That never happened but we did walk approximately 10 miles on the beach looking for it. Not the ideal situation but also not a bad way to get some exercise and see sights while walking along the Mediterranean shores.

Annie and I at the Beluga Whale exhibit :) She is extremely happy/giddy.

Annie and I then went back to Sagunto and had a wonderful dinner of calamari, patatas bravas, horchata, and a killer ice cream sundae on the beach.

On Saturday, Jordan and I took a bus back to Madrid. It was really nice to be back in our apartment and no longer living out of a suitcase. It is amazing how quickly a place can become home. I feel so comfortable in my room now and I still really love our building and area just as much as before. I have finally finished decorating and arranging my room (at least with everything I have for now) and I love it!! It feels very much like me. Jordan describes it as being very Kayla: girly, sparkly, bright, and full of Shakira. The best part is that I have lots of photos of all of you guys all around the room so I see you always! Another exciting thing is that I received my first letter and I was so excited!!! I have always really loved getting mail but I’m telling you when you are thousands of miles from home it is even more fun and exciting than I could have ever imagined.

Valencia!!!

2009-08-27T17:16:00.002+02:00

On Thursday Susana and I drove into Valencia to meet up with our friend Xamu. We walked around the old part of downtown to see all of the historical buildings and plazas.

Me and Xamu in front of the town hall.

In the center of one of the plazas there are glass tiles through which you can see ruins of the Roman city that is underneath Valencia. Xamu's grandfather was actually born in a house that used to be on top of this area until they discovered the ruins underneath. It is so interesting because the current city and it's structure date back to the 12th century but that was all built on top of the original Roman city that was built in the 2nd century BC so it is not uncommon to uncover really old ruins underneath existing structures.

In Spain and in Europe in general, there is such an abundance of old, beautiful buildings. I have seen a lot of them but I still am always amazed to be in the center of a huge city surrounded by the mixture of modern technologies and structures that are 600 years old. After walking around for a couple of hours we went to grab a drink and chat for a bit. It was a fun evening and especially great to see Xamu.

Fideau en Toga!

2009-08-21T04:03:00.004+02:00

Tuesday, August 18th

Sus and I left Javea on Monday and drove about an hour or so back North to Valencia. She actually lives in a town called Sagunto that is about 20 minutes north of Valencia. Sagunto is an ancient town that was established during the 5th century BC so it is pretty cool.

We arrived and had lunch with her mom. It was the first of many incredible meals. Really, I can't talk enough about how good of a cook both Susana and her mom are. Susana is for sure, without a doubt the best cook I have ever met who is my age. Actually she is the best cook I have ever met of any age with the exception of my grandmother. She turns cooking into an art creating her own inventions of food, using anything, improvising anything, all with the same result: blissfully divine food. I would rather eat something cooked by Susana than go to a restaurant any day. I could write the rest of this blog about every meal we have but I'll spare you all. I'll just sum it up to say that after a week of starving and eating crackers in Madrid, I am eating well. And learning a lot. I actually excited to go back to my apartment in Madrid to try out all the things I have learned to make with Spanish food (I'm sure Jordan will also be very excited for my newly acquired Spanish cooking knowledge).

On Wednesday we met up with Susana's group of college friends to go to a town name Toga that is about an hour up in the mountains. It was such an amazing little town because it is extremely old and remote and tiny. The majority of the city streets were so narrow that you couldn't drive a car down them and all of the people in the town seemed to be right out of an old Spanish movie. I had a great time, especially because her friends were particularly friendly and welcoming. I felt so comfortable with them and within the first hour I felt as if I had been part of their group forever which was a blast. We at some delicious food cooked by one of the guys and then walked down to the river. It was the clearest river I had ever seen and was so refreshingly cool.

Sus and I with the road signs on the walk back from the river.

There were many colorful bottles hanging as decoration in the streets because the city had been celebrating some holidays.

The delicious Fideau that Pascual made. It had noodles and spices and all kinds of fresh seafood. It was soooo good! One of the best things I have eaten here (which I will probably say a lot because I have eaten all kinds of great food but really it was amazing)!

A few of us in the river.

We've spent the past few days mostly relaxing at Susana's house and taking it easy because I have been sick with allergies and a cold (I always seem to have health complications when I travel). Its been nice to be able to relax in such a comforting house. Today is Susana's mom's birthday so we have been cooking and preparing things all day. Last night, I made a cheeseball with my favorite recipe which my mom gave me and I tell you it is not such a simple thing that you can prepare in 15 minutes here. For example, you cannot find finely chopped pecans in a bag. No, I spent 30 minutes peeling them and chopping them myself. The same goes with crushed pineapple. I chopped it, crushed it and drained it rather than just opening that simple little 8.5 ounce can of crushed pineapple (and converting everything to grams was fun to, haha). And seasoned salt? Well that most certainly does not exist in Spain so I looked up a recipe to make it from scratch using 7 other ingredients. 2 hours later, at 4 a.m., I had my final cheeseball product. And the final taste is delicious. I'm very proud that I made it all from scratch but man does it make me appreciate the cooking luxuries I have at home. When I return in December I know exactly what my suitcases will be packed with...food.

The cheeseball was a big hit at the dinner and everyone kept asking me what it was called. I said "Well, we just call it a cheeseball" and they all decided to just call it "la comida americana" (the american food). So they would say, pass me the american food please, haha. I got several recipe requests so I am happy with my labors.

Cliff Diving

2009-08-20T20:47:00.002+02:00

Sunday, August 16th

On Sunday our wonderful friend Susana drove down to Javea to join us for the day. We went to a cove that was about 30 minutes away because it has great cliffs to jump off of. When we arrived we also discovered that is also a popular nudist beach :) Interesting. Especially considering that the majority of the people who decide to go nude are over the age of 70. And overweight. Nonetheless, the cove was gorgeous and it was so fun to be there with our friends. It is so strange to be with them in Spain instead of Norman. I have to keep reminding myself of where we are.

Koke, Jordan, and I decided to jump off the cliffs, while Gloria and Sus hung out on the beach. The climb alone was exciting and quite challenging. We reached the highest cliff which we all intended to jump off of and oh wow, was it high!!! It was about 40 feet which may not sound like that much but it is incredibly high, especially looking straight down off of the cliff into the deep blue ocean. We tried to work up the courage to jump for awhile but the longer we stood up there discussing it, the more difficult it became. My heart was racing and my hands were shaking. We all want to jump but we decided we needed at least one person who was fearless to say "this is easy" and then jump so that we could quickly follow. But it just got scarier the longer we waited so we decided to climb down a few rocks and jump from about half the height which was no problem. So we jumped and then we realized that the scary part was no the jump but was the fact that we were in the middle of the ocean. Near a shore where I had just seen an octopus wash up on and that we knew was frequently full of jellyfish. So we swam quickly. And after getting our courage up we were ready to take on the big cliff. Rather than going all the way back to shore we decided to climb up out of the sea onto some rocks. It didn't seem difficult at the time but Jordan and I both realized later that we cut our shins climbing out of the ocean because the rocks were really rough. So we were bleeding. Shark bait for sure. We got back to the top of the 40 foot cliff and sure enough it was just as high as we remember. Finally Koke got up enough nerve to jump after Jordan and I assured him that we would come right after him. So then Jordan jumped and the intensity of their screams did not help my courage. So I stood at the edge and wanted to go so badly and I just couldn't. My body was shaking so much that I thought my legs were going to give out (like my dad says, its just not natural for our body to be okay with jumping off a perfectly good cliff). Koke threatened to leave me and started swimming away thinking that would help me go but that just made me more scared because even if I did jump I would be all alone in the ocean. So I couldn't go. And couldn't go. And finally Jordan said the magic words..."Kayla...Shakira would jump!! Come on, be a loba!!!!" And that was it. I knew with those words there was no turning back. Because Shakira would go. So I began to sing the lyrics of the chorus of loba to myself and there is a part where you hear a wolf howling and that is when I jumped. And it was the perfect duration of the time I spent in the air (which seemed to be about 10 seconds but in reality I think was about 2.5). It was an amazing rush. One of the scariest things I have ever done (that and mountain climbing and repelling in Mexico). The landing though was quite painful (even though I was wearing tennis shoes) and I am still suffering some repercussions from it. But it was awesome. Such a fun day! After we rewarded ourselves with some ice cream and then drove to some scenic points to check out the views.

This is the cove we went to (I don't think you can see any nudity in this picture. That was mostly contained in the back area near the mountain). You can't make out the specific cliff we jumped from but its on the mountain that is in the back of the picture.

With Gloria and Susana...I LOVE these girls and am sooo happy to be with them in Spain!!!

The five of us after the day at the beach.

Jordan and me at one of the many scenic points we stopped at.

Beautiful sunset.

Beach Time!!

2009-08-20T15:25:00.002+02:00

Wednesday, August 12th

We left Madrid to head to the east coast of Spain where our two of our friends (Gloria and Koke) have beach houses. We arrived in the beautiful resort town of Javea, where we spent the next few days relaxing on the beach.

Gloria and me in one of the many Mediterranean coves we went to.

The view from Gloria's house...a pretty nice place to spend a few days :)

Gloria's precious nephew Jorge who spent a few days with us.

Koke, Gloria, Jordan and me getting ready to go out and dance until 8 in the morning.

The great group of girls that I hung out with every day and night.

I have finally become used to the Spanish schedule which is dramatically different from what I am used to in the U.S. You eat breakfast whenever you wake up and then lunch is around 3 or 3:30 and dinner is around 10:30. And that is the same regardless of whether you are eating with a family or just younger people. It took my stomach some time to adjust but finally I have gotten used to it. Going out at night is also very different. I am used to living in a place where bars and clubs close at 2:00 a.m. so you therefore go out around 10:00p.m. Well in Spain you finish eating dinner at midnight, go to a friends house to hang out and socialize with a group until 3 a.m. or so and then go to a club or whatever you final destination is around 4:00 a.m., where you stay until 7:30 or 8:00 in the morning. I initially had trouble staying up all night but have finally become a bit more "Spanish". The good thing about coming home at that time is the opportunity to see the sunrise over the Mediterranean which I would probably never wake up to see otherwise.

El Escorial

2009-08-20T13:40:00.004+02:00

I left Madrid a week ago to travel around Spain and visit some friends so I therefore have not had internet access. So I have several past entries to post now that I am connected to the virtual world again so I'm just going to post them with the original date on the top.

Tuesday, August 11^th

Jordan and I took a train to Las Rosas which is a suburb of Madrid and where Jordan will be teaching this year. It is also where our friend Carlos lives so we met up with him and Bee and went to visit El Escorial. El Escorial is an important Spanish royal sight that is about 28 miles outside of Madrid and was built in the 1570s. Since then it has been the historical residence of the king of Spain and the burial sight of the Spanish kings and royal families of the last five centuries. It is an impressively huge complex. It functions as a monastery, royal palace, museum, Basilica, and school. We spent about 3 hours touring it (until our stomachs demanded that we could do no more without eating) and only managed to see about 1/3 of it. It was really magnificent and beautiful (as most royal sights are).

Jordan and I waiting in line in one of the courtyards.

A sign we found to be very appropriate for me (for those of you who don't know, I took a very bad tumble down some marble stairs in Central Park and had some serious physical repercussions...and I now experience extreme anxiety every time I go down stairs).

One of the many beautifully painted ceilings.

Bee and I in the courtyard of the Pantheon of Kings.

Saying goodbye to Bee at the train station of Las Rozas. She is heading back to Oklahoma to finish her Masters. We met in Oklahoma but she is my beautiful Colombian friend I mentioned earlier who is from Barranquilla (Shakira's city...in case you haven't learned by now). It was so great to get to hang out with her in Spain. I'll miss you love!

After we left El Escorial, we went to a restaurant called VIPS (pronounced here as 'beeps' which for some reason I find to be very funny) and ate some delicious Mexican found which is already the food I am missing most from Oklahoma.

Loba

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I love Madrid!!! I'm currently sitting on my balcony (which besides being my favorite place to hang out is also where I'm able to pick up our neighbors WIFI) and I just heard a car drive by blasting "Loba" which is Shakira's new song. I yelled "Jordan, listen!" and he ran out and then we soaked up the Shakira-rific moment together on our adjacent balconies. Life is good :)

Jordan's Blog

2009-08-11T23:21:00.002+02:00

For all of you who are really interested in reading about our Spanish lives (which I know probably won't be many people other than my mom and grandma), here is the link to Jordan's blog. Although we experience pretty much everything together, we definitely write from different perspectives and cover different events. And Jordan is definitely a better writer. So while my blog is kind of like a scientific summary his is more of a eloquent story that will make you laugh. So I just thought I'd share it with you. Here it is:

http://justasmalltownkid.blogspot.com/

On our way to becoming Madrileños...

2009-08-10T21:36:00.000+02:00

We spent most of Thursday getting everything unpacked and settled in to our apartment and then went to buy several things we needed for the apartment. And let me tell you, whether you love it or hate it, Wal-Mart sure does make life easier and more affordable. We spent a great deal of time going to different places in the city trying to buy pretty basic stuff. And when we finally found it I couldn't help but think how much cheaper it would have been at Wal-Mart, haha. But now we have everything we absolutely need (although many wants remain unfulfilled) and our apartment is beginning to feel more and more like home everyday.

Since our program doesn't begin until September and we already have our apartment set up, we have had lots of free time the last few days to just wander around and get to know the city which has been great. I already feel like I know the entire central region of the city pretty well so we will be professional tour guides by the time anyone comes to visit. We basically just set off in a general direction and spend hours each day walking around and stopping in any random plaza, church, store, or palace we find (and Madrid has plenty of all those things).

Friday we met up with a couple of our friends that we met at OU. Carlos, who lives in Madrid, and Bielenis who is visiting from Colombia (she is my friend who lives in the same city as Shakira - Barranquilla - and she loves her ALMOST as much as me...so yes it is a friendship made in heaven). We met up with them and then went to the courtyard of the palace to have coffee and then toured the palace which was beautiful!!

Saturday we got our first taste of nightlife in Madrid because our roommate took us out with him. As is typical here, we arrived at the club around 2 a.m. and stayed until 6:30! And we only left then because I was exhausted...NOT because the club was closing. It was a really cool place and I got to dance for 5 hours AND they played Shakira!! I love Madrid. Guillermo says when we can make to 8 am and end the night with churros y chocolate in a local churro place then we will officially be Madrileños. Almost...

Sunday we woke up pretty late as I'm sure you could imagine and then went to Mass at the Cathedral. Luckily everything is slower and later in the Spanish culture so a common Mass time is 8:00 pm. It is a pretty Cathedral but I definitely do not plan on going to Mass there again because the constant influx of tourists coming in and out is quite distracting. Especially the group of ladies who decided to sit down behind us and eat their dinner during Mass. Whatever it was it came in a wrapper that was extremely loud to open (breathe Carson...as much as I was freaking out I can't even imagine what you would have done). Luckily there is a church on almost every block in Spain and they are all beautiful and historical so I have plently of options. I actually plan to go to a different church every Sunday so I can see them all.

Today (Monday) I woke up at a decent hour so I think I finally gotten over the jet-lag. Although I never had problems before I had the hardest time getting adjusted to the 7 hour time difference and we found ourselves not being able to fall asleep until 4am and then getting up at 2pm. We spent more time walking around and finding random plazas and parks to hang out in. We went to Park Retiro again (which is kind of like Madrid's version of Central Park) and checked out the Crystal Palace there and sat down for some quality people watching. It is one of the best places to do so and our favorite game is to guess where people are from which is pretty easy to do based on various styles of fashion. It is at least very easy to differentiate Europeans from Americans. Jordan and I have decided that there are a few clothing purchases we need to make in order to blend in a bit better. For me it is gladiator style sandals and for Jordan it is either Manpris (Capris for men) or really short shorts (probably shorter than I would be comfortable wearing in public). I think for that reason he is going to go with the Manpris.

We leave Wednesday to go to Valencia to meet up with all of our friends who live there. There is a group of students who were exchange students at OU last year and they all live in Valencia. I became very good friends with alot of them so I'm really excited to be reunited!! Plus an added bonus is we are going to spend the first few days at my friend Gloria's beach house which is in a town called Javea (about an hour south of Valencia). So we are off to the beach at last!!! I can't wait!

Pictures of our Apartment

2009-08-10T21:07:00.000+02:00

Here are the first few pics of our apartment so you all can see where I'm living.

This is the first street view from our balcony. Although the picture doesn't do it much justice, it is a great view. It leads down to Calle Montera which connects Gran Via with Plaza del Sol, two very important and famous places where there is always a lot going on. You can also see the Telefonica tower above it which was at one time the tallest tower in Europe (long ago, haha) but currently serves as a great clocktower for us and even lights up at night so we always know what time it is.

These are some of the 5 wonderful sets of stairs we get to climb several times a day. You can tell that it is a pretty old building by the worn stairs.

Here is our kitchen which came fully stocked with everything we need and more (3 refrigerators).

Here is our living room with the 5 couches I mentioned. Oh and 2 tvs because one has a really good picture but not good sound and the other has no picture but great sound. So you just put them on the same channel and then you have a perfect tv watching experience. Haha

This is the view from the other end of my living room. The first set of doors go to my room (I will post pictures of that later once I get everything unpacked and settled) and the second set of doors go to Jordan's room.

Both of our rooms have balconies facing the street. It is definitely my favorite part. It is a great place to sit and read, relax, or just take in all the great people on the street. Plus it is a great source of ventilation which is key since nothing in Spain has air conditioning.

This is the view from the balcony towards the right. You can see all the beautiful architecture of the old building and if you look close you can see the black and gold dome of the Metropolis building that connect Gran Via with Calle de Alcala.

So that is a mini-tour of our apartment. We love it, it is so Spanish and full of character! I'm looking forward to spending the next year here!

The first few days

2009-08-10T20:39:00.000+02:00

I arrived in Madrid on Tuesday afternoon after an amazing flight (anytime you can fly British Airways, I definitely recommend it. We got lucky with it being the cheapest option).

I will be living in Madrid for one year doing a pretty cool Masters program through which I will study “Spanish Language, Literature, and Culture” and also do a teaching internship as part of the program. I’m so excited to be here at last as I have been preparing for this for quite awhile and it has been difficult getting all of the necessary preparation and paperwork done. Since I have the privilege of having a U.S. Passport, I never before realized how difficult it was to get a visa for another country (since in most countries we usually don’t need one for short, touristic stays of 3 months or less), but trust me it is awfully exhausting and frustrating. At one point I almost surrendered but after dozens of trips to the capital and the Consulate in Houston, here we are (I am lucky to be accompanied by my very good friend Jordan who is also doing the same program. I’m sure his name will be mentioned a lot in the future).

We spent two chaotic days running around Madrid meeting with landlords and scheduling appointments to see apartments and at last we have found the most amazing apartment which we signed the contract for almost immediately after seeing it and discovering that it is remarkably affordable apartment and is in the absolute most perfect location. It is right smack dab in the center of Madrid. For those of you who are familiar with Madrid it is on Gran Via. It is basically 5 minutes walking from everywhere we would want to go: incredible restaurants, stores, bars, clubs, museums, the palace, the cathedral, and many of the main plazas. Basically Jordan and I are so happy to have found this place. We currently have two Spanish roommates, Guillermo and Maete. They are the same age as us and are really cool. We are excited to have locals to hang out with. Another great thing about this apartment is that it has 5 couches and 2 extra mattresses so it is PERFECT for having visitors (i.e. everyone come visit me in Spain!!!! Did I mention it is a perfect location in an incredible city?!?!)

The only downfall to this apartment is it is one the 5^th floor and there is no elevator which means we will be in pretty good shape simply from coming and going everyday. Now the 5^th floor doesn’t sound too bad until you thinking about bringing 6 suitcases upstairs (two of which were mine and weighed 80 pounds a piece!! Yikes! But hey, I’m going to be here for a year. Try to fit 4 seasons worth of stuff in 2 bags…its difficult). Luckily between the two of us we were able to lug them up the stairs and get settled in at last, celebrating with of course, Spanish Sangria.

Hola!!!

2009-08-10T20:18:00.000+02:00

Hey everyone!! Since I'm going to be living in Spain for the next year and out of touch through most normal means, I have created this blog to post updates and pictures in order to keep everyone who is interested updated on my life in Spain!!!! Que viva Espana!!