Just a few more days till I head to Barcelona. I’m half excited. It’s funny that I have been so focused on following the U.S. elections and archives of Spanish newspapers that It escaped me that Spain’s elections are coming up this Sunday.
Wow! this exciting and crazy. I remember where I was when I found out about the Madrid bombings and the craziness that ensued when the Socialists won by a landslide (hmm or was it a landslide, or where people just surprised to see that they won?). I was fortunate enough to be taking a Spanish class that semester with a Spanish professor who was very much in touch with what was going on in his country. While the U.S. media was saying that the election results were because Spaniards were giving into terrorists who no longer wanted them in Iraq, I learned that many people voted for the socialist party because the conservative party tried to cover up information they had received on who exactly was responsible.
I remember being in Spain that fall and my jaw dropping as I realized what the results of the U.S. national elections was going to be.
I’ve been back to Spain since then, but 2008 is four years since my first time there, and that is what makes it so special. I’m a little concerned about the anti-immigrant sentiment, but it shouldn’t be too much of a problem in Barcelona. (of course because immigrant is what people will ASSUME me to be 😦
I’m also not looking forward to being confused for a prostitute. West African women working as prostitutes are abounding here (sadly).
One month. Just enough time to savor my experience and peace out before the whole Barcelona things gets old. One month. Just enough time to make me miss London’s idiosyncrasies or at least English language television. (U.S. shows are popular in Spain, but they tend to be dubbed… I HATE dubbing it’s the worst … sub-titles people).
One month: Just enough time for me to get that Spanish flava back in my ear. I can’t believe it’s been two years since I’ve been in a completely Spanish language setting and 7 months since I watched a Spanish language series (used to be a big fan of Tropico
… I know it was a little cheezy, but oh well, I liked the stories…lol).
I’m excited. I’m burnt out. I’m ready for a change (hopefully a changer for the better).
Oh yes, and I’m ready for a more favorable exchange rate (this dollar-pound thing is siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)