Musings on a Tuesday

Random stories of the day:

Yesterday I overslept. When I looked at my alarm clock and realized this, my first thought was “maybe it’s a snow day and Mom turned off my alarm.” I then proceeded to look out my window to see how much snow had fallen. It was only when I saw the palm trees and pool that I remembered I am living on the Mediterranean coast and it is definitely not a snow day.


This afternoon in the library, the Lengua (Spanish writing and literature) teacher came to talk to me. She had been on maternity leave and just got back last week, so I hadn’t met her yet. She offered to put together some materials for me, because she once taught Spanish to foreigners and has a lot of extra books and things. Of course I said yes- now I will actually have something that is more my level. She was so nice, and told me that I speak Spanish very well. Score! She also told me about an exam I can take in the spring so I can get a certificate in Spanish language. She has all the stuff to prepare for it, so she’s going to help me with it. I’m strangely excited :) I’m a very goal-oriented person, so that probably explains it.

Today we had apples at lunch. I haven’t actually eaten an apple since I’ve been here, and I missed them. We have a lot of grapes, melon, peaches, oranges, and pears, but not apples. Here’s the thing: as I mentioned before, they peel EVERYTHING here. But today, when everyone picked up their butter knives and started peeling their apples, I just picked mine up and took a bite. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Paige did not peel her apple. I just couldn’t do it. The best part of an apple is the crunch, and I could not bring myself to skin this poor apple that didn’t do anything wrong. And it was delicious, peel and all.

Another funny story I just thought of- A couple weeks ago, I went out with Nuria and her parents dropped me off. Now, my neighborhood, Mas Camarena, is a giant ellipse with various "sectors" that basically all look the same. So when her parents asked "is this your sector?" I said yes because it looked familiar. They drove away, and I put the key into the sector gate. (I have three keys: one to get into my sector, one to get into the courtyard of our house, and one to get into the house). It didn't work. I tried again. And again, and again, for about 3 minutes, jiggling the key around in the lock. It was then I realized it: THIS IS NOT MY SECTOR. I looked around for the letter of the Sector but couldn't find it. The problem is that although the sectors are lettered, they do not go in order and are not clearly marked. Somewhere in the huge expanse of MasCamarena was Sector G, but I had no idea where I was. Finally, I walked out to the main road and was able to find the path I take to school and get to my house. I was never so happy to see the letter G in my life.

Well, that’s all I wanted to say. On to study some proteínas in biología!

XOXO
Paige