A Delayed Hello!

I am finally living in Spain!

I've been in school for about two weeks now and I've been living with my host family a little longer than that. I can't believe it has been that long... time is flying! Allow me to fill you in on my journey to Seville. Boy did it have its challenges. All starting with checking my luggage at the Lubbock International Airport. I was so proud of myself for packing everything I would need for four months and three seasons into two suitcases. But...when I go to check them in the very unfriendly old man at the counter informed me both my bags were ten pounds overweight. I had the choice of either removing the weight or pay $100 per bag. Obviously I chose to eliminate the weight. Right there in the middle of the airport I was forced to remove twenty pounds of luggage. Painful cuts were made. I encountered my next problem when I arrived in the Boston Airport. Our plane was over an hour late arriving to Boston which gave us practically no time to get to our new gate that was a bus ride away from our arriving terminal. We also had to get new tickets printed at the check in station and go through security for a second time. During the hussle of things the lady at the check-in stole my passport case that I had recieved only a few days prior from my parents. Que triste! We made it to the plane with no time AT ALL to spare. The next problem arrived upon my arrival in Sevilla. One of my bags did not make the plane! I had to file a claim which proved an interesting experience with my limited language skills, but the woman assured me it would be delivered to my hotel. We travel straight from the airport to our hotel just in time for orientation. The next night my suitcase was delivered, but the problem was it was delivered with one of it's wheels missing and a huge chunck of the suitcase had gone missing with it. This made transporting my luggage very entertaining...for everybody else! One last problem was introduced just after the delivery and discovery of my suitcase and its injuries: My wallet was gone! I was stressed! We had been to several places in Seville the day before, but my wallet was not neccessary for any of these things. I had only removed it from my purse once. Naturally I returned to this store where I had removed it, but was told that they hadn't seen it. The people at the store had little interest in helping and didn't even appear to look for the wallet when I asked. The crazy thing is that the next day my host mother recieved a call from the hotel and they told her that an envelope of money had been delivered to the hotel for one of her students. After the twenty minutes of internet translations I discovered what she was saying: My wallet had been found!!! Pure miracle! Thank heavens I have so many people praying for me! Since the discovery of my wallet I have encountered little trouble in Spain!

I LOVE THIS PLACE!