Well today is January 26th, this day next month will be my first official day in Barcelona! I've done this countdown before with my travel mates where we do the "this time next month we will be on whatever day on our vacation" until we arrive at the day of our return home. The difference this time is that my count is the beginning of my first official day of living as an expat. It is a little overwhelming at times to think I am going it alone this time…well me and my dog. Lots of worries…will my Spanish see me through without any major incidences until I can become more fluent. I hope I don’t have some of the same problems that I’ve had in the past such as asking for cocaine instead of a cup of ice or getting felt up by an old man when I was trying to say that I was taking pictures. I guess those things will just be part of getting acclimated. I’m getting lots of crap from my friend Angela who has been on my ass to speak Spanish with her for over a year…oh well I’ve got 4 weeks maybe a miracle will happen between now and then.
So had to take care of some things today to make sure I can transition okay. Contacted my bank to find how I can transfer money when I set up my new banking account in Spain, call HPD to find out how to get criminal clearance letter (both English and Spanish) and crazy thing is that Harper (my dog) has to get approved by the Food and Drug Administration…who would have thought. This week I MUST complete my application for school…no more procrastination on that front. When I land I have to do an in person interview and get a letter from them that will help me rent a flat without coming up with a CRAZY amount for a deposit.
Last day of work here will be 2/12 so I will have about two weeks to wrap up final loose ends. Well right now in BCN it is after midnight so my first full day will have come to end. I wonder how well I will I do? Will I get out, get lost, will I speak to anyone; will I chicken out of speaking with anyone? Crap I’m nervous and sooooo ready to get started.
...well in my defense, I no longer harass you about the Spanish after that Sevilla to BCN train incident, u will either mime out your needs ala Marceu like you did in Madrid or learn the hard way which is how you looooove to learn.
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