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¡Hola! and welcome to Walking in Spanish Shoes, a blog featuring my thoughts as an American living as a Madrileña. I've always been passionate about the Spanish language and the chance to learn about and experience different cultures. While many have already seized the opportunity to travel foreign countries and broaden their horizons, for me, this will be my first adventure outside the U.S.
During my time abroad, I will be living and working as a Language and Culture Assistant. I hope to encourage and inspire you to start and/or continue to travel outside of your comfort zone and experience the world. Through my blog, I will be giving you a glimpse of my daily activities, thoughts, and obstacles I encounter while transitioning from the lifestyle of an American to that of a Spaniard.

Whether you've traveled abroad before, currently backpacking in Europe, or planning to take a step into the unknown....I want to hear from you! If you have any questions, comments, or suggestions, feel free to post!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Finally Here!

When I arrived at the Madrid airport, it was just a relief. I couldn’t get comfortable on the plane, so I didn’t sleep. The food was horrible, so I didn’t eat. I was just happy I made it safely. When I got off the plane, I remember walking through the terminal and looking through the glass and thinking to myself…”I’m finally here, I’m finally in Spain.” To my surprise, going through the Police checkpoint (customs) was a breeze. We were only required to show our passport and hand in a form explaining our nationality, arrival and departure (which we completed on the flight). It took forever for my luggage to come out on the conveyer belt, and during the wait, I had my first chance to communicate with a Spaniard. I stood waiting at the luggage conveyer belt with my buggy cart, when a woman came and politely leaned her luggage against my buggy … without asking! She walked over to get her own, and then retrieved her luggage from my buggy without a simple “Oh, I’m sorry”, “Excuse me” or even a “Thank you”. For some reason, I wasn’t the least bit offended, just amused. It was odd seeing how their mannerisms were. Some of the women stared; the men (mostly the police) had a stern look, but eventually would smile as I passed by them.

The Dad from my host family was finishing up a business call and recognized me as soon as I came through the exit entrance. He greeted me with “Dos Besos” or two kisses (cheek to cheek). As we left, I did look up at the sky (Mrs. Merkel J) but it was overcast and a chance of rain which somewhat related to my mood. I was excited but extremely tired.

The houses here (flats) would be considered more like an apartment in America only with the layout of a single story house. It was nice and neat with shiny hardwood floors and long hallways. The light switches were more of a push/click type gadget, and the light for the bathroom was on the outside of the door. Another feature I will have to get used to will be the showers/bathtubs! Normally it would take me around 15-20 minutes to shower, but seeing as how the shower head is used manually, it took more than double the time! There has to be a more efficient way of taking a shower In Spain, if anyone has any suggestions, feel free to post!
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