It was love at first sight, a whirlwind adventure. It was long walks along the beach and late night churro dates. It was running carefree through castles and jet-setting every weekend. It was the experience of a lifetime, it was my semester abroad.
(Picture taken from the AIFS Granada facebook page)
Before I got to Spain, I was told not to talk about two things: religion and politics… The religion thing has gone without a hitch, but these Spaniards, they love talking about American politics. I found myself talking with the students in the residencia and they were so fascinated with our election process, so with the election staring us right in the face, I thought I’d share my thoughts and things I’ve observed about American politics since I’ve been here.
Last week marked the end of my intensive Spanish program and also the completion of my first month living Spain!
This week I’ve compiled a list of 7 things that have made me happy or brought me joy in some way-
This week was hard, I’m not even going to lie. Granada is as beautiful as ever, I’m learning more and more every day, but that doesn’t mean every day is going to be the best day ever.
Up until this week, I hadn’t really spent a lot of time pining over home or missing anything in particular. But, while we all have bad days and bad weeks, the best way to get over it is to create a positive mindset.
In all honesty, I am still in my funk and I hope writing this gets me out of it, but I’ll let you know!
Studying abroad is an amazing privilege, one that less than 10 percent of U.S. college students actually take advantage of. The opportunity to get college credit in a foreign country, learn a new language, and immerse myself in a new and different culture was an opportunity I knew I couldn’t pass up.
That being said, there are pros and cons to anything you do, at any point in your life. So here’s a list of the Pros and Cons I’ve experienced in the week I’ve spent in Granada, España.
Today I walked through your doors for the last time.
Today I turned my back on the place that became my second home in the last four years.
Tomorrow I won’t go back and see my co-workers and regular customers and faces that have become comforting and familiar over the years.
Next week I won’t go back for my regular weekend shifts and follow the same pattern I have done for the last four years.
As much as I fear the unknown and can’t fathom my future job or employment opportunities, today was the day to say goodbye for the last time, and turn toward new opportunities.
That being said, there’s a few things I want to say about my first job.