Move to Spain

For a few months when I was 14 with my family. I hated it though. Got bullied and had to leave school after a couple of months (a spanish school) and I don’t speak spanish! That was nearly 4 years ago now. I’d like to go now to learn spanish and enjoy the culture. Ive learned not to care what people think about me so I say id enjoy the experience more. I’ll do it someday.

I really want to move to Spain when I get my masters degree. I was born in England, and so I have always wanted to return to Europe (I have been living in the US for the past 13 years).

Frank Sinatra once said “If you can make it in New York you can make it anywhere” and by the words of Mr. Sinatra I will be on the road again.

I’ve finally arrived. I haven’t yet arrived at my residence, a farm in the western part of this island, but that’s just the place I’ll be living in for November. December will be different, and January … So it seems that the floor that my bags are on isn’t so important; I’m here.

It’s funny though, I can’t quite feel that I’ve accomplished this goal. Is getting on an airplane with a good amount of stuff and with no plans to go back any time soon sufficient to say I’ve moved here? It seems that the next few weeks is when the real moving happens. As I learn to navigate this new culture rather than just exist in it for a short while – that will be completion of this goal. Perhaps once my tourist visa has run out … then I’ll be “living” here, yes?

Or maybe not. 90 days in my passport wasn’t my choice – it’s just a stamp I received when I walked through the airport. I’m living; I’m here; what more do I need?

• I will assess my belongings to make sure I have with me everything I want and nothing that I don’t.
• I will travel to the airport at a time that allows for any complications to be resolved.
• I will board an airplain and fly to Dublin, Ireland; wait for a short while, and then board another airplane and fly to Tenerife, Spain.
• I will find my undamaged luggage waiting for me at the airport in Tenerife, Spain.
• I will feel happy and stress-free and proud of my accomplishments.
• I will see a friend who has a very good opinion of me; I will feel well-received.

I bought a ticket.
I packed.
I said goodbye.
I went to the airport.

But then everything went screwy.

My flight was delayed, so my connection left without me. The next flight is in two days.

Could be worse though. I’ve got two days in San Francisco. My brother lives here; I’ve got two days with one of the coolest fellows I know.

Spain can wait 48 hours.

aaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

this sounds dangerously risky and i probably would never do it, but has anyone ever CouchSurfed before? in theory, it sounds lovely and progressive, but something tells me its not too safe. what’s your take? any experienced CouchSurfers on 43t?

I received a Lonely Planet for the Canary Islands last night from Uncle J.

http://www.escapeartist.com/efam/36/Life_In_Madrid.html