Los EEUU.Madrid, Spring 2009
So after five full months in Madrid, I’ve finally arrived home. The end of the semester was hectic with exams and packing and trying to do all the things I never got around to. And after all that, I really miss Spain.
While it’s great to be home, there are certain things that are just absolutely befuddling to me. Simple things such as texting using my non-Spain phone or approaching the check out counter in any sort of store have to be rewired into my brain – the buttons are in different locations, I can’t speak in Spanish to every stranger I run into, and Spanish grammar does not translate directly into English. The contents of the food here often times do not agree with my stomach, and the things that are important to the people here are completely different from what mattered in Spain.
When it comes down to it, studying abroad changed my perspectives on what matters and how to live. I’m more relaxed and laid back, and I feel like I can competently carry on a conversation in Spanish – almost more competently than I currently can in English.
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