I’m not going to lie, the last few days have been extremely hard. Tuesday night: After I got to the hotel I didn’t want to stay. I pretty much cried myself to sleep. Wednesday: I felt physically sick for the entire day, and I talked to my parents via FaceTime probably 7 times, which is more than I talk to them in a month while I’m at school. Because of my queasiness, I took two naps during the day totaling 6.5 hours, even though I got a full night’s sleep the night before. Remind me never to sleep that much during the day again because I could not go to bed Wednesday night. I didn’t eat very much because I gaged at the smell of meat, but I did go explore the city for a little bit. I got hit on and I now understand what people mean when they say Spanish men are aggressive. It doesn’t sound terrible, but with the mind set I was in the only way to describe the first 48 hours of being away from home are as “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days.” The only thing that kept me sane was the movies I have saved on my computer, because if I listened to Spanish I got really bad anxiety. English saved me. Thanks English.
Today, Thursday, was so much better. I woke up with the shakes and didn’t feel well, but I force fed myself turkey, cheese, bread, and half a cappuccino so that I would have something in my system. I took an hour (maybe more) nap after that and when I woke up I wasn’t feeling fantastic, but I was hungry for the first time since being here. I tried to stay positive and decided that what I really needed was a long shower. Hour showers work wonders. I got ready and headed to the CIEE office to pick up my tram card (the trams here are exactly like Muni in SF), and I stayed talking with the directors for almost an hour which really boosted my spirits. I grabbed lunch and headed downtown where I stayed until 7pm. I actually liked Alicante today. A lot. My phone says I walked 7.35 miles and I definitely feel it in my legs, but it was so rewarding to just wander and look for a place to eat while taking in all the sights.
America needs some architectural lessons from Spain. And some city design lessons because here, every half block there is either a park or play structure or statue or garden and finding new ones with every turn of a corner makes this city magical.
fun facts about Alicante: 1) Everybody smokes! I hate it but I can’t get away from it so I just try to hold my breath. Although it is cool to watch people roll their own cigarettes… 2) Despite what people may say, not very many Spaniards in Alicante know English. I’m glad my high school memorization has come back so easily because communication is a struggle. 3) Have I mentioned how beautiful the city is?
For now, I’m ok. My emotions are still on a roller coaster, but there weren’t any significant low points today. Also, I’ve concluded that jet lag is the worst thing on the planet. It’s a fact so you can’t argue with me. The rest of the students arrive tomorrow, so I won’t be alone any more!!! *tears of joy*
Life is an adventure, so keep exploring it!