PISO!
Ladies and Gentleladies, I FINALLY FOUND AN APARTMENT.
I feel like I can finally write because I found my new home. It's in a cute neighborhood called Arguelles and I'm living with a couple. Now, usually couples entail drama, but these two were so chill, so I hope I'm not putting myself in a shithole because I followed my judgment.
The apartment is bohemian but clean, and my bedroom has great natural light. It's TINY, though. I also have a salon to myself, which is even smaller. I've been calling it the cubicle salon, because it looks like a cubicle turned into a room. The artista Marisita told me that I can use the two rooms however way I'd like to, but without Thom from Queer Eye, I'm not so sure what to do with the second room. I'm glad I have the extra space, because the bedroom is tiny, but... We'll see. I can get creative.
The best thing about the place is the location. Very cute bars and cafes just around the corner, a young vibe, very chill, but vibrant. The apartment also has internet, so more updates will come. It also has a DRYER which is something of a luxury here in Spain. We're going to have to pay a lot for the electricity bill, pero bueno, I am DONE looking for places.
So, in a day, it is good-bye to el Colegio Mayor, my home for the last week. I made friends with some of the guy students that live here, specifically el Experto and el Honrado. Those are the nicknames, which directly translates to The Expert and The Honorable. Neither are anything like their nicknames, but that has been the fun part about hanging out with them.
I have to quickly mention that this blog is STRICTLY my own opinion. There's been several cases where people got fired from their jobs because of things they wrote in their blogs, and since I am on a government funded scholarship, I'd like to make it clear that this is my opinion, and not that of the Fulbright commission, the US Embassy, nor the Comunidad de Madrid.
With that being said...
We did meet the American Ambassador of Spain. The US Ambassador of Public Services is the co-chair of the commission, so we had a reception with the Ambassador and some of the other officials from the Fulbright and Comunidad de Madrid. I have to say, the Ambassador was a likeable guy. You, or at least I, always get weary when meeting government officials, but he was very friendly. A man originally from Louisiana, he greeted us with a huge "HOWDY folks!!" and I must admit, it made us feel very comfortable. Also, since he is from Louisiana, he did speak to us about Katrina, and teared up a little bit when he reenacted the moment when planes took off from Spain to the US carrying food and water. There's a guy from Tulane University here too, and his visa is floating around in the water some where. It's... a catastrophe. Really. I fear President Bush is unpopular here, now more than ever, since the Socialists regained power after the March 11th bombing.
Anysnootch, I feel that I will have more interesting stories and the energy to type them out when I get situated in my piso (apartment). I gotta tell ya, this apartment searching ordeal has really kicked me in the ass as far as energy goes. I'm out in the city all day, and I am pooped by 8pm in the evening. Since the search is over, I promise to be more funny.
Besitos.
I feel like I can finally write because I found my new home. It's in a cute neighborhood called Arguelles and I'm living with a couple. Now, usually couples entail drama, but these two were so chill, so I hope I'm not putting myself in a shithole because I followed my judgment.
The apartment is bohemian but clean, and my bedroom has great natural light. It's TINY, though. I also have a salon to myself, which is even smaller. I've been calling it the cubicle salon, because it looks like a cubicle turned into a room. The artista Marisita told me that I can use the two rooms however way I'd like to, but without Thom from Queer Eye, I'm not so sure what to do with the second room. I'm glad I have the extra space, because the bedroom is tiny, but... We'll see. I can get creative.
The best thing about the place is the location. Very cute bars and cafes just around the corner, a young vibe, very chill, but vibrant. The apartment also has internet, so more updates will come. It also has a DRYER which is something of a luxury here in Spain. We're going to have to pay a lot for the electricity bill, pero bueno, I am DONE looking for places.
So, in a day, it is good-bye to el Colegio Mayor, my home for the last week. I made friends with some of the guy students that live here, specifically el Experto and el Honrado. Those are the nicknames, which directly translates to The Expert and The Honorable. Neither are anything like their nicknames, but that has been the fun part about hanging out with them.
I have to quickly mention that this blog is STRICTLY my own opinion. There's been several cases where people got fired from their jobs because of things they wrote in their blogs, and since I am on a government funded scholarship, I'd like to make it clear that this is my opinion, and not that of the Fulbright commission, the US Embassy, nor the Comunidad de Madrid.
With that being said...
We did meet the American Ambassador of Spain. The US Ambassador of Public Services is the co-chair of the commission, so we had a reception with the Ambassador and some of the other officials from the Fulbright and Comunidad de Madrid. I have to say, the Ambassador was a likeable guy. You, or at least I, always get weary when meeting government officials, but he was very friendly. A man originally from Louisiana, he greeted us with a huge "HOWDY folks!!" and I must admit, it made us feel very comfortable. Also, since he is from Louisiana, he did speak to us about Katrina, and teared up a little bit when he reenacted the moment when planes took off from Spain to the US carrying food and water. There's a guy from Tulane University here too, and his visa is floating around in the water some where. It's... a catastrophe. Really. I fear President Bush is unpopular here, now more than ever, since the Socialists regained power after the March 11th bombing.
Anysnootch, I feel that I will have more interesting stories and the energy to type them out when I get situated in my piso (apartment). I gotta tell ya, this apartment searching ordeal has really kicked me in the ass as far as energy goes. I'm out in the city all day, and I am pooped by 8pm in the evening. Since the search is over, I promise to be more funny.
Besitos.
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