Los Angeles. Charlotte. Frankfurt. Barcelona. Finally arrived safely in the town where I’ll call my home for the next 4 months. That feels so weird to say. How can I call this place my home when I can’t even understand what most people are saying as I walk down the street? I sure hope I pick up this language quickly. Well here are a few highlights from the journey:
- The rocking chairs in the North Carolina Airport
- The really nice couple I met on the first flight
- Lugging two 50 lb suitcases the few blocks from the bus stop to the hotel with little idea of where we were -going
- Getting approached by many men while trying to find this hotel
- Mom actually trying to talk with these men and them surrounding us and claiming they were the police
- Me taking charge of the situation and yelling at them in English until they backed off
- The biggest highlight: actually finding the hotel and flopping down on the bed
- Exploring the city around the hotel and finding my actual apartment down the street
- Getting a sim card for my phone
- And finally, “eating” a 5 course dinner and now knowing what anything was, but meeting the most kind waitress who helped us out a bit and told us the best places to shop in the morning!
It’s been a long last few days to say the least. This place is definitely going to take a lot of getting used to.
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