Thursday, August 30, 2007

Day Two, Water Rations Good.

Apparently, there were some problems with my half completed post, so I will try to fix them as I...complete...the...post. And while I'm doing that, I'll probably lose any fluency I've gained today. I feel more confident already.

I forgot to tell you all that the pilot on my plane to Madrid had a wonderful accent (like I probably do when I speak Spanish) and whenever he said he said, "turbulence," or, "gentlemen," he said, "tour-boo-lanz," y, "yent-ayl-mehn." It was great.

Otherwise, my second day is going just fine. SeƱora is wonderful and continues to refuse to believe me when I say I am full, going so far as to say, "No, no, no. Necesitas mas," and proceeds to heap more food on my plate. She believes that studying burns a great deal of calories and that they need to be fully replenished. She is entirely spunky, however, and is always interested in where I am from and who I am. She saw my passport today and said, "Ha-nay," trying to pronounce my middle name. I said "Si, en ingles, es Jane." She nodded happily and said, "Hane, si, Ha-nay."

Something interesting about Spain is that women in Spain dress up whenever they go outside, but whenever they are inside, it´s all about the airy nightgown. The program director called it a moo-moo, but it's so much more when it's 90 degrees with no aire acondicionado.

Today, I had a run in with pain when I went to a hotel for orientation with Ellen and...to be continued.

Continued:
Sorry, I had to go on a two hour walking tour, which was wonderful, because I could understand most things my guide, Manuel, was saying.

Anywho, so me and pain got together, because this morning I wore my new flats as I was under the impression that we would be walking a block, getting on un autobus, getting off the bus and walking right into a hotel. In all actuality, I walked for about a mile, in the end acquiring six awful blisters, two of which bled profusely. We had to borrow money to taxi home. Maria (Gracia) was very worried about my feet.

I've eaten several things I normally wouldn't go for. Including an egg sandwich and a ham sandwich and hot tea and guess what? I liked all of them.

For now, I need to go. My bed is egging me on and I'm caving in.

5 comments:

Steph said...

Spain and Russia sound very similar. They refuse to believe that you're full and the nightgown indoors is basically the most wonderful thing.
p.s. I might start siesta-ing here ... :)

I miss my Redheads.

Janet Olson said...

Motta Jane,

Whenever you used " or ', the words disappeared, and it looks like people said "." So...what did the pilot say and what did Senora say? Or did they say "."? You left me hangin' here :).

Love, Mom

Amanda said...

I love knowing what's going on in Spain :) especially when you and Ellen comment on the same things but in your own individual ways. I finally got to Oxford today. More on that later.
Love you!

Ellen said...

me haces reir. me gusta mucho el titulo de esta entrada. en este momento, tu duermes. que bueno.

Amanda said...

Hi Sam! I'm glad to hear you made it to Spain safely and in one piece, even minus a ticket at one point. I hope you have a great semester abroad!
Amanda Allen