It’s been a crazy past few days here in Spain. Homework, studying for finals, getting all packed up (well at least starting to plan to pack) and preparing myself for good-bye. It’s been, without a doubt, the best four months of my life and saying good-bye too all of the people that I’ve met here will be one of the hardest things I’ve had to do.
I’ve been spending a lot of time with my host family lately. Yesterday I went over to Rocio’s aunt’s house and we had lunch and visited for a while. It was great to be surrounded by family. I definitely feel like I’m a part of theirs. Then, later that night, Rocio and I went over to her Venezuelan friend’s house and had dinner. Let me just say that Venezuelan food is AMAZING. After dinner we danced. Latinos sure do know how to move!
Today, I said good-bye to Marlo, who is Rocio’s friend’s cousin (confusing I know.) She’s from Texas and studied this semester in Valencia. Her studies got over last week so she visited with her cousin, who lives in Alicante, this past week and left for Texas today. It’s weird to think that I may never see her again.
I also said good-bye to Rocio’s friend Liuva who I’ve spent a lot of time with here. She’s from Cuba and is going back on Wednesday for Christmas. It was sadder than I thought it was going to be. I hate saying good-bye.
It’s weird to think that a week from today I’ll be all packed up and leaving the following day for home. I’m definitely not looking forward to packing, getting on a plane and having to have long layovers (12 hours in Barcelona)/ being awake for two days straight. On top of that, saying good-bye to my amazing host family and friends will be… ugh, I can’t even begin to think of how big of a wreck I’ll be.
But, today’s especially hard because it’s been a year since a good friend passed away. Missing you every day Patrick.
Well, I think that’s about it. Here’s to the most amazing, eye-opening, learning experience of my life. Words will never begin to describe how truly wonderful this time in Spain has been for me. The only thing keeping me from completely breaking down is the fact that I KNOW I will come back. So it’s not really adios, it’s hasta luego