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The words that comes to mind to describe my encounters before my departure to London and then Spain would be "struggle bus". Well, the more accurate words would be "struggle plane"! 

     Struggle 1: Packing. This, by far, was the most grueling task for someone who likes to pack for every "what if" situation possible! It took every fiber of my being (and a 50 lb weight limit) not to pack my entire room and a collection of hygiene products. While unpacking my items and looking at my closet, I was so appalled. I have never had so little articles of clothing to last me a whole semester (see photographs section)! Time to get creative, I suppose.  
     Struggle 2: My flight was delayed due to "minor performance difficulties". These minor difficulties would have affected the amount of weight that the plane would be able to take off with and land with. So, we were told that all the cargo would have to be transferred onto another plane and there was a possibility that the airline would as for volunteers to take a later flight. Like, what?!? After some time, the airline announced that the problem was solved completely and our cargo would be coming with us on the plane! Approximately two hours after my initial departure time, we were finally boarding! Although this was inconvenient, it doesn't surpass the evacuation during my first travel experience. . . I'm thinking that's a good thing!
     Struggle 3: Jet lag. It's only been the second day that I've been in Spain, but I feel like being in bed all day! I feel a little light headed, and I am adjusting to the new time schedule. Spain is about 6 hours ahead of the U.S., lunch is usually served between 2 and 4, dinner is served between 8 and 10, and the day starts early! I could spend my day in bed, but I refuse to squander the day sleeping. 

And so, my day is going to be spent looking up transportation for tomorrow for Orientation and my first day of class for my Spanish Intensive Course! I am also meeting up with someone that my friend, Allie, introduced me to before I left the U.S. German will be giving me a tour of Sevilla, and I am SUPER PUMPED! My host family is wonderful, and I absolutely love the apartment, my room, and the colorful flares of the decorations. My host mom is fantastic, and we communicate pretty well. She doesn't speak much English and my Spanish is remedial! However, we can understand each other for the most part. Once I begin my classes, I know I will improve my speaking and comprehension abilities, but for now. . . I am in dire need of a dictionary! ¡Buenas Tardes en Sevilla!




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