Daily Life: Mondays

So what's my day-to-day life like here in Madrid?

I'll give you a small run-down on what a typical Monday looks like for me.

I'm basically at the university all day. Aim to wake up at 7, but usually at 7:15, wash up, dress, eat, and get on the metro by 8:10 at the latest.  While listening to music, I weave my way through the sea of people while changing metro lines, getting on and off of trains.

Grab café con leche para llevar at the cafeteria to stay awake during class once I get to the university.  I get to my classroom around 9, which starts at 9:15 (the Professor is almost ALWAYS late,) and ends at 10:30.  I usually have a group meeting for my other class or a tutoring session, but if I don't have any meetings that I have to attend, I either watch a show on my computer, do some work, or AKA kill time until 5PM for another class. That class ends at 7 (or 7:30, as it has been recently), and by the time I get home it's around 8, 8:30.  My host mom and I watch Pasaplaba, a quiz show my host mom watches religiously,  have dinner around 9, do homework, watch another TV show, email, talk with my parents, facebook, tumblr, etc, until roughly about midnight, and go to sleep.

Nothing exciting.

Uh-oh

My host mom has been sick all day with what I think is a bad cold.  Maybe even the flu. [!]

I didn't think much of it until I started coughing a little this afternoon.  I don't feel sick, but I don't want to be anywhere being in the danger of sick, and this itchy throat is scaring me.

1) I'm going to Portugal this weekend! I can't be sick for that!
2) I consider being sick one of the worst things to happen to you while you're away from home. You don't have your mom to take care of you, you can't haphazardly skip your daily duties, etc. etc. Wah, I hope I'm not getting sick.

Let us pray.

God, please oh please, don't let me get sick! In Jesus' name. Amen.

:P

El País Vasco, part 1

Bilbao (point B) and San Sebastian (point C) are here in relation to Madrid (point A):

The trip was off to a rough start.

I woke up at 5:45, hopped on the first metro at 6:20, and finally made it to the gate by 7:15 for my 7:55 flight.  And what do you know. They wouldn't let me board.

Promise!

I'll send new update(s) soon your way with lots of pictures and just general updates on my life. :)

I want to write one right now just to avoid doing this one assignment for my Public Economics class, but it's already 11PM here, and if I want to get to bed a reasonable hour, I should get it done soon. Bleh.

As some say, Abroad Problems.

Just a teaser of my Bilbao/San Sebastian trip:

 Looks good? Well, looks can fool you. 

Artsy, eh? :)

P.S. did I mention that I'm going to Lisbon this weekend? Hehe

!!!

I SAW THE MAN AGAIN!!

This time we made eye contact, so I quickly got off on the next stop, tried to nonchalantly walk to the exit, only to wait for the next train.

Arg.