Moving day.

Alrighty folks! Two days of online silence are all I can handle. Update time! Huzzah!
Okay, yesterday we hopped on the ISA bus bound for Cataluña from Toledo. It took a whopping 8 hours, or was it 9?, point being...twas a long journey. I'm pretty sure everyone was more than ready to be done with traveling and settle down for a while. I know I was! During the drive we saw the many landscapes that Spain has to offer. Think the drive from Oregon to Nevada to Sac. and then to San Diego only condensed, and you've pretty much got it. Actually, at one point I decided to nod off for a while, and when I awoke, I saw a sign for Santa Cruz sitting in a desert that looked exactly like Yerington, and got really disoriented. For a second, I thought I was on a band trip...but luckily (sorry Bum!) that was not the case!

Observations form the trip: Spanish Truckers are some of the funniest people to watch. Oh! and not one of them is fat with a huge handlebar mustache. That stereotype aparently only resides in the states. I wonder how they stay so fot while driving...actually, most of them had another person in the front with them. They must switch off quite a bit...that and they have less of a journey to make...hmm still pondering...

Okay, next: Spanish countryside functions very differently than its US counterpart. Instead of a single home living on its own land (placing it miles from other houses) They're clumped together in a small villege and surrounded by properties. We passed through one valley where there were about three villages in tight little clumps surrounded by miles of open space. The farmers had each driven out to their respective fields in white truck for the day surrounding little villages, each incased in a thick wall, and each with an ancient church steeple peeking out from the middle. Adorable! I wish we could have just gotten off there, but alas, we continued, and for that I am now very grateful.

Barcelona is amazing! Once we stepped off, each of our house parents were waiting to take us to our respective homes. My Señora's name is Rafaela. She is around 70 years old and lives in a quite but crazy ancient part of town. When she mentioned that she had set some house keys aside for us, I was thinking normal keys you get in the US. Nope! I am now the proud owner of a set of Skeleton keys...on a ring. Adorable!


For those of you that were wondering, the test went fine, I passed the most important part (over elementary level) and am waiting to see which inter. or adv. level they will place me in.
The school itself is really cool. Its the oldest university in Barcelona, and looks a bit like Hogwarts. For those of you that have no idea what I'm talking about... it looks like...um...that univeristy in Pride and Prejudice. The BBC version. Huzzah! Anyways, I'm really excited to get even more settled in. Hope you all had an excellent day. Pictures to some, hopefully sooner rather than later. Love you all, bye!