A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
One week later, I find myself in another packing situation. This one, though very different, is proving to be just as tricky as last week's adventure. Last week, I had to figure out how to fit
all
of my stuff in a few boxes, whereas this week, I have to figure out how to fit very little into one large suitcase. Here's the kicker--what does one pack along for a 16 week vacation? I'm bringing very little, I know that. But, what to bring, exactly, I have no idea.
So, instead of packing, I am fixing my camera strap and researching schools in Barcelona. Two very important tasks, but methods of procrastination, nonetheless. The language school is proving difficult. I'm deciding between two schools (one is nearly half as much as the other-yet, that, in itself, is rather worrisome) and whether to go the homestay or shared flat route. I wanted to do homestay, but now I'm worried about being put in an out-of-the-way place that will be hard to commute to and from. As far as the schools go, the cheaper one doesn't have any cultural activities. So, do I want that, or not? I have to decide. Clearly, I'm going to find cultural activities on my own, but it might be nice to have a few organized for me.
Okay, back to fixing my camera strap. The people at the hardware store weren't listening to me, so I came home with something I didn't want because they thought they knew what I was doing, but they didn't. On a happier note, two young cute guys helped me out,
a lot
. They seemed quite pleased to talk to me and were eager to show me exactly where the volt converters were. I really don't like being the "girl"-you know, not understanding manly things and needing help-but sometimes, it's not all that bad!