spring semester!Sorry I have been so long in posting this first entry. I wrote it on the plane but I'm just now getting to typing it up. More to come!
January 6, 2011--on the plane to Madrid
I can't believe I'm here. It's just hitting me for the first time, and it all seems surreal.
The flight to Chicago was uneventful, on a pretty small plane (50 passengers.) Now I'm on a massive plane on my way to Madrid. I had to go all the way across the airport to get my connecting flight, and by the time I made it they were already boarding! Saw one girl in a UNC sweatshirt but I couldn't tell besides that whether anyone else was from my program.
I thought at least someone would recognize my UNC sweatshirt and say hi, but no one did. Then as I was struggling to put my little rolling backpack in the overhead compartment no one helped me. I felt a little down and started wondering what I was getting myself into. But then I ended up sitting next to this guy named Adam who is from Indiana and was a history major at Wake Forest. He lives in a small town in Southern Spain and teaches English through a government program. He's been telling me all about how much he likes Spain and all the places I should visit; it's eased my worries a little bit.
Anyways, guess I'll sign out for now. I'm sure I will write again soon as new worries come up!
Pictura:
Chicago from the air
Es completamente típico que no te dabas cuenta de que nos dejaste hasta que llegues a España. ): ¡«Surrealista» solamente trata de empezar de describirlo! Ya te echamos de menos.
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