5 months and counting…[video]

•February 11, 2012 • 6 Comments

So much to say. My sister and I went to Madrid and Italy over Christmas and New Year’s. I now have enough students that I can relax a bit regarding my bills (the money I make from teaching a pair of brothers in one class and their dad for a couple hours pays my rent alone). I have some new job prospects, and a new plan regarding living in France. But before I talk about that in detail, here’s a video of how I sound speaking Spanish thus far in my stay.

I fail at embedding, so here’s a link: http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v311/reve119/?action=view&current=200423.mp4
It’s about 6 minutes long and as I say in the video, I’m talking about how challenging it is to try to learn a language fluently and how hard it is to befriend the Spanish (not just for me, foreigners in general). In my opinion, my accent is not as strong as the average American here, nor is it Andalusian, which is intentional lol. I would like it to sound less American.


•November 27, 2011 • 1 Comment

This was my first Thanksgiving away from my family. On the plus side, I had 2 Thanksgiving celebrations this year: one in Seville with mostly Spaniards/Europeans on the Thursday before Thanksgiving, and one today in Paris with mostly Americans on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. During today’s celebration, it occurred to me that I should compare and contrast them.

Thanksgiving in Spain

In Seville, I felt like Thanksgiving was our attempt at showing the Spaniards and other Europeans an American celebration. My friend, the host of the dinner, and I were the only Americans there. While I think a Sevillian or two may have brought a bottle of wine, my friend provided most of the food and drinks, and I brought a dessert. Generally, when you want me to assist at a dinner, you want me to bring dessert. I’ll buy a cheap wine but I’ll splurge on a great dessert (which I also did in France). I went to a bakery I like and got this triple chocolate tart, a cheesecake type thing. I’ve had it before, it’s delicious.

Anyway, since this celebration was on a weekday, I had my classes and several things to do before dinner. It’s all a blur to me exactly what I did that day, but I remember being exhausted by the time I got to the dinner.

My friend did a great job cooking and preparing food. We had a turkey, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, and bread with brie. She made a couple apple pies for dessert and I had my dessert. The Europeans loved the food, I don’t think they’re used to eating so much lol.

The guests consisted of myself, my classmates at the time, who were 2 Germans and a Dutch guy, and a bunch of Spaniards (including a teacher of mine and another teacher at my school). Pretty much no English was spoken save for a few sentences I said to my friend about how long my day was.

As tired as I was, I just felt like sitting and not doing anything for a bit, especially since I’d have to socialize in Spanish, but my friend encouraged me to talk a bit. I did, and I had a good time.

Thanksgiving in France

This Thanksgiving seemed to be our way of celebrating the holiday away from our families. My sister’s best friend from school was the host, and her host mom left her use the kitchen and dining room (I think she and her husband went out for the night). My sister cooked a few things, and she wanted to bake some cookies too but I told her I’d bake them since she had so much to do. Originally they were going to be double chocolate cookies, with chocolate batter and a bar of white chocolate broken up into chunks, but for me that wasn’t good enough. I said if I’m going to put my name on these cookies, we need a bar of dark chocolate to put in the batter too. So they were triple chocolate cookies, and were a hit at the dinner.

The guests were mostly Americans, all students of some sort in Paris save for my sister and I. Two of the host’s French friends were there, one had to leave early (since it took a while before we ate dinner because we had to wait for people to show up). Since the guests were mostly Americans, there was no problem having other people bring/make stuff. At the house, the host cooked some ginger salmon, another fish dish, and some green beans, my sister made some sweet potato pie (and fyi, sweet potatoes in Europe are white, not orange), mac and cheese, and a salad, I made my cookies and got some bread, someone else made some Nigerian rice, someone made some matzoh ball soup, someone else made an apple crisp, someone brought a lot of drinks, and someone else brought napkins, plates, silverware, and some wine (part of the reason we waited as long to eat as we did was because we had no plates/silverware to use).

With the French guests that were here, a mixture of French and English was spoken, but among the rest of us mostly English was spoken. My sister speaks no French and mine is limited (although I must say, I feel like a prodigy with the amount I understand given my extremely limited education in French). Random, but the host mom here is half-Spanish, so there is indeed a member of the household who can talk to us in a language we understand.

In Europe in general, I speak little English. My sister’s program is all Americans, so she speaks a fair amount of English, whereas I hear that my school has a lot of Americans, but being in the more advanced classes I don’t know any of them save for my one friend in my last class (the host at the Sevillian Thanksgiving). So I pretty much just speak English with my sister and if I’m with her friends, during the English lessons I give (but when I email/text my students, it’s in Spanish), and to myself, although I think a lot in Spanish. Anyway, this dinner was the first time I’ve spoken so much English in a while. I had a lot of fun, laughed a lot, and met some great people.

Both dinners were great, and both were fun in different ways. Definitely a memorable holiday.

Another update

•November 25, 2011 • 2 Comments

2 updates in one day after no updates in 2 months? Yeah that sounds about right.

In Seville, I spend 2 – 3 hours minimum of an average day walking. On Wednesday alone I spent a good 6 – 7 hours walking, and then yesterday and today I did a lot of walking while in Paris. It’s wearing down my body. When I’m in class my body is aching, even though I’m sitting down not doing anything. I need to keep rolling my shoulders because they feel like the world is weighing them down. I try to stretch my back as well, and naturally my feet and legs hurt. I told my sister that I need to find a message therapist once we get back to Spain.

Being in Paris has given me some confidence that I’ll be good at French someday. My education in French is completely limited to a little book called “French in 3 months” that I’ve barely even glanced at since I moved overseas, much less finished, but I remember a fair amount of what I’ve read, can express what I need, and can at least recognize the words I know when I hear them. That being said, I have to be careful not to mix French and Spanish. I accidentally said “muy bon” and “c’est rico” lol.

I mentioned that I’m job searching in Seville, but you may recall that months ago I came up with a plan to try to be an au pair in France. I’d prefer to work in Seville. I love it here, my Spanish will continue to improve, and au pairing tends to be poorly paid work (although housing and food are provided, and usually access to a car, so depending on what your other options are job-wise it might even out). I’m only interested in working in France. I wouldn’t mind working in Spain or Italy, but looking at the visa requirements on the au pair profile page, it doesn’t seem possible. Both of these countries seem to be required to hire EU nationals (at least for long-term au pairs), but France apparently doesn’t have that requirement.

Anyway, today on the au pair job finding website, there was a family who has expressed interest in me and I’m kind of interested in them too. On my profile, I wrote that I speak English and Spanish, I’m teaching English, I’m learning French and know a limited amount of Italian. I also put that I’m only interested in living in France. Well, the family who replied is an Italian/Venezuelan family who lives 15 miles from Paris and they want someone to help with their kids’ English through planned activities. The mother looks like she has some African blood in her, which would be nice as a Black woman myself.

The only things about this job that I’m eh about, which may or may not be good depending on how my job situation pans out in Seville, are: 1) they want someone to start between January and March 2012, 2) they only want someone from 2 to 6 months. I wanted to start later, but if I don’t find work in Spain, my visa will expire in late February so in theory I could just head to Paris once it does. Also, since they only want someone from 2 – 6 months, I could just work there for 3 months, which is as long as Americans can stay in France without needing a visa, if I recall correctly. Since I’ll be in France, I could attempt to look for other jobs there (and Spain too since it’s so close) during those 3 months. I don’t know, it’s something to consider.

Looong time, no post

•November 25, 2011 • 2 Comments

Yes, I’m alive. Life has been busy, both professionally and personally, but right now I have a few minutes to rest in Paris so here’s an update.

Since I’ve last updated, I’ve visited Morocco with my sister, her best friend from college, and a friend of her friend.

Morocco was nice. We visited Tetuan, Tangier, and Chefchaouen. It tickled me how often I spoke Spanish there, I was originally thinking that I’d barely use it.

I’m currently in Paris for Thanksgiving with my sister visiting said friend from college. Paris is lovely. My sister and I visited the Eiffel Tower when we got here last night. We managed to see the tower sparkle during the 5 minutes it does so an hour, and took pictures during the entire time.

In Seville, my classes are going well. I’m in the advanced class, C1, and my goal is to reach the superior class, C2. At the moment there’s only one other student in my class, a Swedish guy with Chilean parents, so I thought to myself, “Naturally I’d have a real Spanish-speaker in my class” lol. But things are good, I love my classes. My conversation class teacher said, “I’d love to speak English like you two speak Spanish,” which was nice to hear. She wants to assign us some more papers, which is great for me, as an aspiring translator, but not so much for my classmate. For our last paper, he said it took him hours, whereas it took me like 20 minutes and we both did more-or-less equally well on the assignment.

Like I mentioned, my goal with my level of Spanish is C2 of the CEFR. Personally and professionally I’d like to reach this level of Spanish. Since I want to attend grad school in Spain, in English-Spanish-French translation and interpretation, my Spanish needs to be a C2 and my French a C1. C2 is not going to happen by January, so I’d like to extend my classes at least one more month.

Since I want to extend my classes, and I’d like to stay in Seville longer in general, I’m job searching. Job searching as a foreigner in a country with a 20%+ unemployment rate is very stressful. The thing I’m most qualified to do is teach English, given my experience teaching, my TEFL certification and specializations, my additional education in Phonetics, and my knowledge of business, marketing, advertising, medical, and psychological/psychiatric English. I think were I to find a job teaching, it would have to be specialized English for a business of some sort, there’s no way I’d get a professional job teaching general English at a language school or somewhere, not as an American in [Western] Europe/the EU.

That being said, in the meantime I’m tutoring English. Up until a couple days ago, I had one student, a high school teacher. He’s preparing for a B2 level exam. Initially we were preparing for a B1 exam in May or so, but now B2 in June. He’s doing this because he currently works in Huelva, and he’d like to work in Seville, and if he passes this test he can apply for jobs at all the schools instead of just the Spanish-only ones. He’s a good student, I think this is possible. I just need to alter my teaching approach. I’m going to add one more grammar lesson a class, as well as gradually introduce more complicated texts and such.

Last weekend, my landlord suggested that I look for jobs/students in La Cartuja, the business district of Seville. I heeded her advice. On Wednesday, I took 60 EFL lesson flyers and posted them throughout the area. To put this in perspective, normally when I post flyers I aim for 20 or so, but this area is my best bet to find work and students. Work obviously because businesses are there, but if I post flyers here, near businesses, that means that their employees (i.e. people who have money and can afford to pay for classes) will see them. Also, if they have a job, they may need English to help them at work, get promoted at work, or get a better job. Since I posted my flyers Wednesday night, I have received 3 emails asking for lessons, one for a 2-person class twice a week, one for classes for 10 businessmen and women at one company, and one for a 1-person class.

Next Saturday I’ll be moving to another apartment. In part because it’s nicer, and in part because of my finances, it costs about half as much as my current place. I’m largely moving for financial reasons, but also because since I do plan on extending my stay, it’s easier to move for a longer period of time than a shorter one. Also, given the time of year it is, I might not find another apartment.

Moving on up…

•September 26, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I moved up a level in my school today, after 3 weeks of classes. I’m officially in B2, only 2 levels surpass me. B2 is supposed to take 8 weeks to pass so my goal is 6. B1 was supposed to take 6, but I was one of the more advanced students in my class so I guess 3 weeks for that makes sense. The teacher I have for my new grammar class is the same as my last class (I explained why in an earlier post) so the lessons so far this week are a more in-depth continuation of last week. I’m not having a problem with them but the other students are finding them pretty challenging.

Every so often I have a day where my Spanish comprehension seems to increase drastically. Actually, now that I think about it, both times that has happened after church. Church here is such a workout for your brain lol.

After reading my WordPress, a friend said to me there’s NOTHING?! you miss about home? And the answer is yes, practically nothing. I’ll explain.

Were I in Chicago:
-The particular friend who said this would still be in DC.
-My sister would be in Boston.
-I’d have no friends [nearby who want to talk/hang out]
-No job prospects

Here I have:
-Un guapo que me trata como si yo hubiera bajado del cielo para conocerlo.
-Far better social life
-The weather is nicer
-Overall I like the food more
-I have a few job prospects
-I don’t have to put a microcosm of effort into maintaining or losing weight
-I don’t have to drive to get anywhere
-Liquor is cheap
-I can travel for relatively little money
-I get to speak Spanish all the time and am improving day by day
-I even like my church here more. I go to a certain church here completely willingly, I don’t feel obligated to attend because my family is so religious.

So I asked her what’s there to miss. She said she’d miss her family. I said:
-I still talk to my parents, Skype generally once a week and email when I get a chance
-I can’t live with my parents forever, I have to move out eventually
-I can’t stay just for my family. Not to mention I think certain family members would love an excuse to visit Spain. I know my parents did lol.

I do miss:
-Fluently understanding what’s going on, although hopefully that’ll more-or-less change in time
-Being happy with my living arrangements (since I’ve posted my last entry my problems with the owner of this house have escalated tremendously like damn)
-Seeing more Black people around and things related to such
-The Victoria Secret semi-annual sale
-Amazon.com. Amazon.es is not the same lol
-Ordering from American websites

I’m trying to extend my visa, take more classes, and hopefully continue working if my job prospects work out. The American consulates in Spain combine both American and Spanish laziness as they are only open 10 – 1pm. Not even until 2, when siesta starts. I’m trying to figure out the protocol so I won’t have to go too much and miss class a lot.

Long time, no update

•September 23, 2011 • 4 Comments

Life has been utterly wonderful here. No time to update about it much, obviously, but I do feel like the decision to come here has been the best of my life.

Is it sad that there’s practically nothing about home I miss? Save for being able to fluently understand the locals, but that will come in time. Well, I also miss pretty much all the homes I have ever lived in. My biggest complaint is my living arrangements here. You’ve heard me complain about the lack of kitchen appliances, but:

-There’s also no living/dining/family room/place to relax or eat here whatsoever. Just a bedroom for each of my flatmates and me, a bathroom, and a “kitchen.”
-There’s no space to put anything in the bathroom. Clothes, towels, etc., have nowhere to go so I try to stick everything on the hook that the hand towel goes on to avoid putting stuff on the floor or the [wet] sink.
-The washing machine is TINY and we’re only allowed one wash a week (I’ve honestly done more). A week’s worth of clothes barely fit, not to mention if you’re like me and you actually want to wash warm/cold loads separately it’s a struggle. I feel like as much as it costs to live here I should at least be able to have clean clothes.
-The owner’s husband (they live downstairs) is super passive aggressive. Apparently we’re not clean enough for him so he left a nasty note. Now my room is admittedly cluttered but I put an effort into doing the dishes a few times a week and taking out the garbage. Not to mention the garbage cans they gave us for the kitchen are literally the same small ones as in my bedroom. We have 2 of those in the kitchen.
-Although we do have a terrace/rooftop deck, the owner has had bad experiences with students in the past throwing parties and getting drunk so she said we’re not allowed to have any guests up there at all. Of course she initially wrote this on a sign in bad English so I didn’t understand what she was trying to say (her English is like if I needed to write a sign in Mandarin Chinese and didn’t speak a word of it so I took a dictionary and started trying to write down words I need hoping that people who actually speak the language will understand). This essentially makes the deck pointless and officially leaves us with nowhere to entertain or hang out with people. All this floor is good for is eating, sleeping, and bathing, and barely.

But like I mentioned that’s my biggest complaint.

Last weekend I went to Cordoba and a bullfight. I’ll try to post the pictures from Cordoba and my video from the bullfight soon. It was my first time using the recorder on my digital camera so I didn’t know how to make a lower quality video so the almost 17 minutes of my best video is one GB. I’m trying to download Windows Movie Maker but I’m having difficulties because I have Windows XP. Plus, you know, no time.

Classes are going well. I’ve been having a great time. I wonder how other people’s classes are because a friend of mine said her classes bore her but mine are filled with fun and laughter, not to mention plenty of knowledge about Spanish that I had never heard of before. This week the CIEE participants left so it’s just me left in my particular class. Next week I’ll have my same teacher for at least my first class but all different classmates…and likewise my teacher will have all different students except for me lol.

I’m trying to figure out how to afford to extend my stay until my visa expires. I’m supposed to leave January 21st and my visa ends about a month or so later. I’d like to take 4 more weeks of classes so I need to figure out how to afford tuition, room, food, student loans, bills, some entertainment, and the fee to change my return flight. I might try to tutor English, since I am certified to do so, but someone I know here is trying to see if I can get a different job here. We’ll see. I’ve made it this far, it’d be nice if I could extend my stay as long as possible.

My sister and I are going to Paris for Thanksgiving. Plane tickets have been brought. We also want to go to Morocco with the group We Love Spain and I’ve mentioned we’re planning on going to Italy for Christmas/NYE. I’d like to also go to Portugal since it’s so close. My sister and I want to aim to go to Barcelona in early November. If possible I kind of want to visit Madrid, just to visit and see how differently they speak there (I hear they speak super slow compared to Andalusians). And of course, there are trips available with my program; I’ve gone on two so far.

Spanish is beginning to affect my sister’s and my English. Yesterday she said, “What does that signify?” instead of “What does that mean?” and I totally didn’t realize it until she pointed it out. Also when chatting with a friend I mentioned that I had bought some coffee for someone “like to have in the house” and she’s like, “Like to have in the house? That grammar” lol

No time for a substantial update…

•September 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

…so I’m trying to figure out if this is better than nothing. I could have easily made the past few days into a few posts if I had time.

I’ve made some friends. With the exception of my friend from San Francisco, who I haven’t hung out with yet, I’m the only native English speaker (my German flatmate is also a friend of mine). It’s interesting, like they’ll ask me about certain words and it makes me wonder how challenging/feasible it is to really build a vocabulary in a foreign language. The answers to some of the what’s-this-word questions I’ve been asked recently are “clumsy,” “shallow,” and “flotation device.”

I went on a date with a Sevillian yesterday. That’s all I’m going to say about that in a blog as public as this at the moment.

Today I went to Jerez de la Frontera and a nearby beach with the program, and the aforementioned friends were there. Jerez = Sherry and that’s what they’re know for. We tried both a dry and sweet sherry and had a tour of the bodega. I’ll try to post pictures when I have more time.

The beach was nice and fun, Playa de Valdelagrana in the Puerto de Santa Maria. Apparently, in Spain they make bikinis in all sizes. I was at first concerned about not being quite the size I want to be in my bikini but shoot, if these women feel comfortable enough to wear bikinis then I should have the utmost of confidence.

It’s about 11:30pm here. I went out the past two nights, and was out all day today, so I’m resting tonight. I think my flatmate went to bed like an hour and a half ago. Smart girl. I want to go to church tomorrow so I might follow suit.

En camino a la escuela (fotos)

•September 8, 2011 • 3 Comments

Like I mentioned yesterday I took pictures of my walk to class. Right now I’m resting in bed for a bit until I go to an event at a bar with people from my program. It’s starts at 10pm, so I’ll probably leave my house at like 9:30 – 9:45 and get there at like 10:30 or so.

Anyway, here is my walk to school. Under the cut.

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Few things

•September 7, 2011 • 3 Comments

Someone commented to me that she’d like to see the area I live in. I was already thinking about talking some pictures of my walk to school to show you all the area, so I did that this morning. I tried to be inconspicuous since being a Black woman I get attention for…you know, existing, but I think I did an okay job. Right when I got to my classroom, my camera said “Battery Exhausted” so it’s charging now. If I have time tonight I might post them.

So far my flatmates and I get along well.

The Scot: He was the person I talked to the most the first day here. It tickled me because he was in the kitchen (I live right across from it) and he commented that there’s no kettle, and I thought to myself, Of course the Brit would be more upset about not having tea than not having an oven, heh. He’s cool. I’m not sure how long he’s going to be here.

The German: I talked to her a bit yesterday. I went to the movie and tour that our school organized and she did as well, so I talked to her then. She’s also friends with a girl I ran into when I went to church, so I talked to her a little too. I kind of somewhat have another German acquaintance through her. There’s tons of Germans here. She’s very nice. She saw me out eating lunch today so we talked a little then too. She’ll be staying for 4 weeks and she started this program when I did.

Other people that I know of in this building: There’s a studio upstairs where a girl lives. I talked to her briefly last week and saw her quickly yesterday when I was running back to the floor to get my jacket. I’m tempted to knock on her door or leave her a note to say hi, but so far I’ve barely been here. I don’t have (nor want) any plans tonight so I might go up then.
At least one girl lives on the floor with my host. I haven’t gotten to really see her.

The temperature tends to be in the upper 60s when I leave for class and in the mid – upper 90s for most of the day. It’s not very humid (strange since a river goes through the city), so while I don’t like the heat because I have to walk outside a lot, it’s not as bad as it seems. If it were this hot in Chicago I’d try to avoid being outside, much less 1 – 2 hours a day at least.

Class is going okay. Yesterday one of the teachers (the one who called me “the interpreter”) asked the student next to me if she could completely understand me when I speak Spanish and she said not entirely. Most likely it’s because of how quickly I speak or my vocabulary I guess.

Like I mentioned briefly, yesterday I went to the movie shown at school and a tour of some type of the area. The movie was El hijo de la novia, an Argentinian film. It had subtitles, thank God because I’ve always felt like Argentinians are quite hard to understand. Good movie though.

The tour was nice. It took about an hour and 45 minutes, started in the Puerta de Jerez and ended at the Museo Arqueológico de Sevilla. A is where I started, B is where I ended up, C was where I was going to meet my sister, and I told the tour guide I’m like a blindwoman when I need to find new places so I need clear directions to get back.

I didn’t get lost. From a distance I saw the Golden Arches of the McDonald’s in town after walking about 15 – 20 minutes so I knew where I was. Took me about 45 minutes to meet up with my sister since my feet were so tired by that point.

Today I went back to the supermarket. I was lucky enough to get in before it closed at 3 for siesta, about 20 – 30 minutes before it closed (most stores close at 2-something). We have no paper towels, so I wanted some, plus I was unsure of how much toilet paper we had so I got some of that too (we ended up having plenty, but better too much than too little). I found some baby wipes, and as hot as it is I wanted to buy some to wipe my body down between showers.

I also got some more milk and bananas. In the grocery stores I frequent in the Chicagoland area, the cashier weighs/prices produce for you. Here you have to do it, which I didn’t realize until I got to the cashier. It wasn’t the hardest thing once I figured out how the pricing machine works. I’ve spent 30ish euros at the grocery store so far this week. I’m aiming for hopefully no more than about 140/month (like $200ish).

No hay horno para nada; running errands

•September 5, 2011 • Leave a Comment

My host was just on the floor so I asked her is there an oven in the building that I could use. She said no, she doesn’t have an oven either. I told her that my sister’s host told me that kitchens aren’t important for Spaniards, but for Americans, particularly women, they’re pretty much the most important part of the house. She’s like, why, you just cook there, and she does have a point lol. I told her it’s fine because I can probably go to my sister’s flat every so often and use the oven there. Nieves will be happy to see me lol.

Today I went to El Corte Inglés, the main department store in town. It’s like a Macy’s/Crate and Barrel/furniture store/etc. There’s like 5 locations nearby and they all sell different things. I went to look at the toaster ovens (to get a price, I’ve since decided to visit my sister when I need to cook and I totally almost just typed that in Spanish lol). I also need a pitcher. My water filter pitcher broke, but the filter part still works so I wanted to just get a new jug. I found one, and it was kind of beat up so I just KNEW that was the floor model but this is Spain, don’t assume. I told her I would like that one, but a new one and she said what was on the floor was all they had, so I need to go elsewhere.

Today I also went grocery shopping. To be honest, I was absolutely dreading my first trip to the supermarket. You wouldn’t believe just how many foods there are and the different names the Spanish have for them until you go to a restaurant/supermarket. The main thing I have trouble with is meat/seafood. Not only are there so many cuts of meat and types of fish, especially since we’re located on the water, but like I mentioned the Spanish have different names for things. For example, I thought that camerones were shrimp, but at the supermarket they look nothing like shrimp; gambas look more like what I’d call shrimp.

I went to MÁS supermarket. Closer to my house is Lidl, which I’m like 95% positive is the Spanish Aldi’s down to the fact that that chain is owned by Germans and you have to essentially pay to use the shopping carts. I decided that I should at least start out with better quality items and if I want go to Lidl later I will.

Before coming to Seville, I was told that Sevillans don’t refrigerate their milk at supermarkets. I wanted to ask why, and I was grateful that I was warned so I wouldn’t react poorly at the store, but I figured I’d find out why eventually. How it works is it’s in a rectangular 1-liter carton, like most non-alcoholic beverages save for pop (although I did buy some sangria in a 1-L box-carton today). You refrigerate it once you open it and then you consume it within 3 – 4 days. Mine’s in the refrigerator now as I’m not drinking room temperature milk. But yeah, it’s Sevillian/Spanish, we adjust.

On a similar note, I was struggling to find the eggs. I realized that since juice, milk, no beverages are refrigerated, it’d be silly to expect the eggs to be and sure enough they were towards the middle of the store on a wooden shelf. Meats and cheese are indeed refrigerated, in case anyone was curious. I think they’re the only refrigerated items save for stuff like ice cream.

I bought a couple bags worth of essentials (including some chocolate stuff….essentials, you know) and I brought my own bags because you have to pay for bags here. On the way home, I realized I wasn’t sure how strong these bags were so I held my stuff differently. I was hoping that they wouldn’t break before I got home lest I lose my mind in the streets of this borough.

But now I have groceries.