nooo

So I know that this blog has followed me pretty closely through my semester in Spain, and I also realize that there has been a fair amount of tossing between wanting to be home and wanting to be in Spain. Well, the finale is here and I still can't figure out what I want. Here are a list of pros and cons that I have compiled throughout the semester:

Pros (+) Cons(-)

+hablo espanol mejor
-english is not doing so well :/
+ I got closer to a lot of people I had never met/ would never have met if it hadn't been for Granada
+Granada means pomegranite in spanish
+I'm basically an adult here, minus the fact that I live with a family...I'm very independent
- I hate feeling trapped and not being able to go home
-Not seeing my family at all for 4 and 1/2 months was a bit rough
+ I know my boundaries now and can safely say that moving far away wouldn't be the worst thing to happen to me
- I didn't meet nearly enough Spaniards
+I fell in love with Granada and Sevilla...I could live there, seriously
-I don't think I could deal with 112+ heat in the summer
+/- tengo programas de television que no se si puedo ver en los estados unidos :(...which means i'd just have to come back and watch them ;)
+ I hate being out of the loop...but this semester wasn't the worst thing that's ever happened to my family knowledge
- I hate being out of the loop
+I live in a city with a palace
-I need who I need
-skype is a terrible form of communication
-I still don't know what I want to do with my life
+ I want to travel WAY more in life, this has opened me up to a lot
-I spent way too much time thinking about things that could be/might be and not enough time on what was happening in the moment
+ I won't let anything stop me from coming back to Spain. I love speaking spanish too much to stop and I love Spain too much to never come back.

So basically I still have strong feelings to stay and strong feelings to go. Either way I'm leaving (which sucks) and I can't do much about that. Money is low and the 5567 is calling. Boo/Yay!
Where the hell did the last 4 and a half months go?

done

Wierd...this semester for me is done. I've been a senior since Thursday...that's cool/terrifying. Also, it's just sad in general. I have to leave Spain exactly one week from today. I have some plans for the week, but I think that for the majority of it I will just be walking around trying to remember everything about Granada. I have really fallen in love with my little spanish city. I don't know if I'd ever move back here for real, but I'd come back and visit. I think that if I came back to Spain for living I'd go Madrid, Bilbao, or Sevilla.....probably Sevilla. I love Sevilla. I could absolutely see myself there, doing something...I'm not sure what, but doing something.

I know that I was ready to go before...I still am...I'm just really going to miss speaking spanish everyday everywhere....all the time....I'm going to miss Spain.

One bottle of New Hampshire maple syrup that is not opened.














NUMBAAHHH TWOOO



















And of course, number 3.

This is our bathroom, note how you pull the curtain around you as you shower


















Also please notice how tiny and how small the shower is.














Trusty mop that i use every single time i get out of the shower to mop up all the water off of the floor

Mi Casa

This is me and my roommate Molly's room!!!!!

Kitchen, complete with breakfast and lunch

And the world's tiniest washing machine

Pais Vasco

Bilbao might be the place that I want to end up for the rest of my life. I realize that I say that about every place I get back from, but it was perfect! It had the french architecture that I LOVED in paris but people speak spanish!!!!!Its a perfect combination! I really do love everywhere we've been though, I don't have anything bad to say about any of the places we've traveled to this semester.
So the first day we got there it was pretty rainy, but it was ok. It made everything look so much greener, the amount of green here was incredible. I miss green. My impression of the city of Bilbao was immediately one of excitement. I was pumped to be on another vacation, but i was pumped to check out the Basque country. The next day we took a bus to the town of Guernica, the place that Picasso's painting was based off of. You would never know that during the civil war it was basically demolished in some parts. Its beautiful. I don't know how anyone could think to bombard such a place. It was even more beautiful with the sunny day, it was perfect. From there were drove to a tiny tiny town named Oma and climbed a mountain to find the Painted Forest. Which, was pretty cool. Theres just this section really hidden on the mountain where over 500 trees have different paintings on them. And it depends on how you view the tree too, like at what angle you look at the painting, because it could line up with other paintings on other trees to make other pitures. Like people running, or eyes, it was really really cool. After we climbed down we ate and the visited another little fishing town and then headed back to Bilbao.
The next day we went to the Guggenheim Museum...wierdest museum i've ever been to. It was cool, there was this one thing that was a HUGE hull of a ship that they dredged out of the ocean, and then broke porcelain plates all around it and in it, probably my favorite, there was also an exhibit by the same artist that made a lot of cool works with gun powder!! Very interesting. I'll remember what they all looked like perfectly, they were all just really different and awesome.
Next day we went to San Sebastien, absolutely breath taking! We climbed another mountain and could see most of the city. Then we had some free time to walk around and eat some lunch, then we all got back together to climb another mountain, but at the top there was a surprise little amusement park complete with bumper cars, flume, and haunted house. We had a really good time just chillin on the top of a mountain. It was a good way to just sort of end a great day. After that we got some pinchos and went back to Bilbao. It was nice to be able to just chill out and get on a bus to just go back and crash. It was sad the next day though, it was our last day on our last excursion.
We got back to Granada last night around 11:45ish, not too late, but then I got up for class this morning at 7:30am...boo!!

Now the next time I get on a plane is to go home in 19 days...it'll be my last time flying out of Spain for a while...I'm gonna miss it.