Tuesday, December 11, 2007

mi portatil ha muerto.

For those non-spanish speakers, my title means "My laptop died". So, this is a really quick entry coming from my roommate's computer. I can't even believe it. Once I get back to the good ole U.S.A. I'll get the nerds at the geek squad to fix it. Let's pray they can salvage my pictures and my music. Or else I'm going to cry for a verrrrrry long time. So, it's finals week and I'm busy studying. Not exactly the way I would have liked to spend my last week in Madrid, but what can you do?

So, one more week! Can you believe it? I can't! This is one of the most bittersweet things I've ever experienced...I'll be more detailed in a later blog. A summary blog, if you will. But until then, this is Sarah signing out :o) Love you guys...

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

mi familia espanola

Here are some pictures from my spanish family:
1) Teal, Cheryl, and I
2) me and Maria
3) me and Pilar
4) Andrea and Jesus, lounging





Sunday, December 2, 2007

embracing transition

So, things have been winding down in school in preparation for finals. It just recently hit me that I will really be returning to the United States in approximately two and a half weeks. After nearly four months of living in a different country, it is hard to wrap one's mind around returning to all things familiar and comfortable. At this point, I'm accustomed to speaking spanish wherever I go, be it a restaurant, the grocery store, or Starbucks. It will be funny to switch back to my "tall nonfat sugar free vanilla latte" instead of my "grande latte con vainilla y leche desnatada". In a few short weeks I will be able to speak english wherever I go, and not have to hear "where are you from?" almost every time I open my mouth. This familiarity will be nice. I am excited to be around my friendly southerners again, too. But I'm also wondering how much this experience has truly changed me. I haven't had to make "nice conversation" with perfect strangers in four months. You just don't strike up conversations with people you don't know here. Madrileños don't roll like that. I guess I will see how much "opposite-culture shock" I go through. Katie Plu said she was experiencing the high pace of American life already...and I'm reallllly not ready to return to that. Spaniards live life a little slower. I love it.

I'm also preparing myself for leaving my Spanish family. I am so blessed by them. I truly feel like I am part of this family. Yesterday, Teal's parents were visiting our house with their family friends. When Cheryl and I came home, Pilar says to the family friend (in spanish, of course), "You said you have five children...well so do I" and then she proceeded to count Maria, Andrea, Teal, Cheryl, and I. I almost cried right then and there. She calls us her niñas. Of course, I am overjoyed to return to my family, but it just recently hit me that in a matter of weeks this most exciting, life-changing chapter of my life is going to come to a close. I will leave Spain, come home, and return to everything familiar and close.
Nevertheless, I am so thankful for this experience. Like I said in the last post, I can't get stuck on living in the future. Right now, I live in Madrid and I will enjoy it. Today, Teal's parents are taking us to "Botin", the oldest restaurant in the world (founded in 1725). Now that's something to look forward to!