One week down

So, as of around eight this morning, I have been here for a week. 

The new development is that class has started, part way atleast. For the first two full weeks we just have intensive spanish. Class five days a week for two and a half hours (12:30-3) and then it becomes one hour Monday to Thursday (1-2). Some people are annoyed by the repetition, I think it's great. I am already far more comfortable speaking in Spanish, maybe I don't write poetry, but I certainly and more confident. I was placed in the upper level of intermediate, there really isnt that much different but for the test we had verbal and written exam and I think it is for things like if you did pretty well on one and almost well on the other, that kind of thing. I have about to worksheets to do every night which isn't bad, and I am find verbs that I had forgotten how to do a form of. There are about fourteen people in the class and ten of them are from the same study abroad progam and the four, well, aren't. The other three are very chill, so that's good too. The professor is also super fun and nice, but too lax, which is good too (I do want to get better). We had to buy one book so far for class, a workbook, cheaper than spanish class at home atleast! I think it was about 20 euro. 

I also found a euro store (dollar store equivalent) every thing for a euro or less so I was able to get some stuff for my kitchen so the sister won't have to eat of the floor like I was doing (just kidding mom, xx). I also found out that part of the program BC has organized is that we get room cleaning, HOLAAAAAA! and the lady that does is very nice with a heavy, raspy smoker's voice. I think she loved that I spoke to her in Spanish, she was a bit surprised, so she got me a pillow....a clean fluffly one (those are rare here). My room feels quite homey and i get on quite well with the girl Sidney in one of the pictures and the girl from London across the hall, but I also don't really have any problems with anyone on the trip! Let's see....so the other people Ive met make me feel quite international. One of my friends from class is from Canada, and Im buddies with a fellow from Spain, but I don't thing from Barcelona (he doesn't really ahve the same accent) and a guy from Toulouse, France. One of the girls in my clas (well a few are, but the one I like) is from Chicago and has a brother in Iowa City and one in Boston MY TWO FAVORITE PLACES. 

Yesterday we went on a walking tour of the Barrio Gotic (gothic area) which goes all the way back to when the Romans occupied the area that's now barcelona. A  good amount of the old wal stil stands, some of it is in private residences, so you can't see it. We also saw an olf roman temple...FROM THE FIRST CENTURY AD, can you believe that, how cool is that? Mmm then after Patricia left us a few of us walked around for a bit because I had seen a cheap boot store, but none of them fit my inordinantly muscular calves...then another girl bought the boots I loved, skank! But i'd rather her have them than no one. So, I think that's it for now. Not sure what I am up to tonight but I feel good about a class of wine at the tapas bar around the corner, Look at me! ;)

besas!