Settling In

*This blog post was written when I studied abroad in Granada in 2009. Though it is certainly not up to the quality of the articles I currently write, I didn’t want to lose the humble beginnings of this blog (at the time called European Escapades). Bear this in mind, and check back, as I plan to write more informative posts with photographs about many of the places I visited while studying abroad.*

Hello friends!

This week has been fairly uneventful. I’m pretty sure that we didn’t do anything exciting last Sunday after we returned from Sevilla, cause pretty much everything is closed on sundays. Monday began our 2nd week of classes… I did not miss this.

Class is pretty much how class at home would be, except in spanish. 4/5 of my classes are taught in spanish, the the other one is a film class in which we watch spanish films with english subtitles, and then discuss feminism. shoot me. Not that I’m not all about women’s rights, but everyyyything in film classes is always so over analyzed. Besides the fact that that class is 3.5 hours long, I guess its a semi-relief to have one class in english. Here’s a quick basic run down of my other classes. Spanish: basically, we just learn grammar and vocab like you would in any spanish class. I’m usually pretty miserable because this is my earliest class, alternating between 8:40am and 9:50am every day (keep in mind i have to walk about 30 mins to class everyday which requires me getting up really early). Islamic Civilization: pretty straight forward. We pretty much talk about the arab world, what it means to be an arab country, arabic language etc. It’s pretty interesting because I literally have no prior knowledge about this subject, so everything I hear is new. Art and Architecture: For the most part, this class meets once a week for a lecture, and once a week for a field trip. So far our field trips have been to the Alcaicería, Plaza Bib Rambla, and this old hotel (cant remember if it has a name), and our second one was to the museum in the Alhambra. I think this class will be interesting but its really hard to listen and take notes when you’re surrounded by gorgeous things you want to explore, and there are so many noises making it muy dificil to entender her español. Last but not least is Flamenco. So far I like this class, except for the lecture every week. The dancing part is fun though and I am achinnngg to bust out my tap shoes, but I have no where to dance.

Anyway, this week has been a little discouraging because I am getting pretty frustrated with the language barrier and not being able to say what I want to say when I want to say it. I suppose I have reached the culture shock stage of consciously incompetent that our culture shock psychotherapist lecturer told us about. As it’s name states, this stage consists of being totally aware of how much stuff you can’t do/don’t understand. Although, things may have taken a turn for the better yesterday. I saw 2 non IES people that I knew on the streets, Was asked for directions (in spanish) by 2 different pairs of people, and successfully helped one of those pairs of people make it to Burger King.
Today some people wanted to go to the beach, but they were making plans late last night while drinking and I didn’t want to do something so haphazardly, since going to the beach here involves spending €18 to take an hour bus ride to the beach at 9 am. Needless to say I didn’t go since there were no concrete plans, but my roommate Sarah did, and now I’m lonely. However, it’s a beautiful Friday, I don’t have class, and I think I’m going shopping later! You should come visit. Really, you should.
Hasta luego mis amores.
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