Things I Hate About Spain Today:
- People let their dogs and children poop/pee in the streets. Nothing is cleaned up.
- Everyone and their mother smokes here. All. The. Time.
- Spanish professors that yell at you for not having done the homework for your first day of class. Side Note: We have had no access to a syllabus and she doesn't know where we can find it, but we better before Wednesday because our next assignment is due.
- No grass. I just want to take a nap in the sun in the grass.
- Cold showers and no central heating. IE taking an ice cold shower and then huddling in front of a space heater for 45 minutes because its 50F in your house.
- STOP STARING AT ME. If I dress up you stare and catcall. If I wear my gym clothes because I went to the gym, you look at me like I'm an alien. Lay off.
- Sports bras costing 34.5 euro. One hot pink women's running shorts, size XXS. Extent of women's running apparel.
- Fried, refried, and triple fried food. Floating salads.
- Having to be rude in order to get anyone to listen. Yes I'm American. I've asked nicely three times. Now I ask rudely. I am such a stereotype.
- Understanding what you're being told then being completely incapable of expressing yourself in response.
- Botched travel plans. I have a round trip ticket to Valencia; my travel partner thought I bought our tickets together. There are no longer tickets available for that weekend.
- Being fat and not having the willpower to change it. Yes, I go to the gym everyday. Yes, I still eat enough to be a lard.
Things I Love About Spain Today:
- My Bed.
- My Space Heater on super high 6" from my back.
- Skype.
- & a boyfriend that loves me even when I'm a total pain. Javier Ortiz, you're the best, even when I'm not.
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