A Sweet Thanksgiving

Now that I’ve finally caught up on some much needed sleep, I figured that I would take some time to write about my sister and three of her best friends’ (also known as the sweet sisters) awesome visit to Spain!  But first, time for a brief reflection in this Thanksgiving season.  I think that being away from home for so long has truly taught me how thankful I am for everything in my life, most especially, my loving family and friends.  However at the same token, being in Coruña this Thanksgiving season has taught me how thankful I am for this wonderful opportunity to study abroad in Spain and for my amazing host family and friends here in Coruña. 

Back to the sweets.  Before they arrived in Coruña on Wednesday, the sweet sisters spent three days in Madrid, taking in all of the glory that Spain’s capital has to offer: a city bus tour, el prado, and even a Real Madrid game (jealous).  As soon as they landed in Spain last Sunday, I was so anxious to see them, however Wednesday afternoon quickly rolled around and I was reunited with my sister and her friends.  My host dad and I picked them up at the Coruña airport, and as always, the trip got off to a rather hilarious start.  After giving the sweets a big hug, we dropped off their luggage in my host dad’s car and sprinted to catch the shuttle that goes to the center of town.  The shuttle runs every half hour, but we knew it would be close given the time that their flight landed.  In any event, we literally just made and in no time we met up with my host dad who was waiting for us (luggage included) at the hotel.  After they checked in and got settled, I took them on a walking tour of Coruña; even though I got a little lost at one point, I was so proud to show off my little gem of a city and at the same time, it was so great to be in Coruña with people from home.  Later on that evening, we went for a bite to eat at Abica (my new favorite restaurant in Coruña) since 99% of their ingredients come from good-ol’ Galicia and after that, we went for drinks at a chic bar called Dux.

On Thursday (Thanksgiving) morning, we hopped on a train to Santiago de Compostela.  It was so great to show them around this beautiful city with such a rich religious history.  We went to mass at the Cathedral (refer to pics from a previous entry), did a little bit of shopping, and had delicious tapas in the old part of town.  It was really special to be in Santiago with my sister since one day, we hop to walk the Camino de Santiago!  Once we got back to Coruña, we had an incredible Spanish Thanksgiving dinner with my host family.  I can’t tell you how great it was for one of my real family members to meet my host family.  The dinner was so comfortable and relaxing, it really was second best to being home in Rhode Island having turkey day with my family at home; also a big shout out and thanks to my host brother Iago (who speaks perfect English) for helping me with all the translations!  After the dinner, we met up with my friends at our favorite bar, Pato Mareado and went to Grietax, one of my favorite discotecas in town.  

Friday afternoon we kind of took it easy, however Friday evening was quite happening thanks to my host mom.  The sweets were dying to learn how to make a tortilla, so my host mom invited them over to give a private lesson on how to prepare one.  I’ve got to be honest and say that this was one of my favorite experiences in Spain thus far; who would have known that making and eating a tortilla could be such great real-and-host family bonding time!  After dinner, I took the sweets to a bar that is currently displaying my host dad’s art and then later on we met up with some of my HC friends at another.  

A few hours later (now it’s very early Saturday morning), my host dad and I met up with the sweets to pick them up from the hotel and drop them off at the airport.  Upon arriving to the airport, we were greeted with a rather large check-in line and then 10 minutes later, we realized the flight had been delayed.  Thinking that it wasn’t too big of a deal, we waited a little bit until we noticed that people were starting to get stressed out, including us since the sweets had to make it in time to Madrid to catch their flight back to the States!  Turned out that every other flight from Coruña and neighboring Santiago Airport to Madrid was booked that morning, making it impossible for the sweets to make their other connecting flights back to Boston.  After three hours of figuring out a plan, the sweets ended up hopping on a plane to Barcelona, with connection to Zurich, finally leading them to Bean-town.  Quite the travel adventure.  It was really sad to see them go, but as I look down at the calendar, I’m only left with 25 days before Christmas break!  Although I cannot wait to be home, where has this first semester gone?

Unfortunately I didn’t take any pictures this weekend, but the sweets did, so I’ll be sure to post them soon!

Gotta Love The Puentes

Woah, that was an unforeseen break in blogging.  Sincerest apologies.  First off, can’t believe that three days ago marked my three month period in Spain.  Time really does fly!  All in all, these past three weeks have been really great; here’s a brief timeline of what’s been going on in and around Coruña.  

“Los puentes” (literally translated: the bridges) are one of the many reasons as to why I love Spain.  A puente is basically a long weekend (thanks to a holiday), however some puentes can be 4-day weekends if the respective holiday falls on a Tuesday or Thursday (because mostly everyone will take off the Monday or Friday).  In any event, I took advantage of the Halloween puente (All Saints Day) by trekking across Spain to Barcelona!  This was a super last minute decision since I was suppose to have a debate on Halloween, but man am I glad that the date got switched.  Not only was I excited to explore another region of Spain, but I was in great company which made the trip even better.  It was so great to spend the weekend with an assortment of HC friends from Spain, Ireland and Italy, however even better was the fact that I met Kit Wallace, who is now my real-life (not just FB friend)!  This meeting ordeal was kept secret from Kit (looking back, I honestly don’t know how Claire, Eva, Maggie and I pulled it off) but it was really funny and I’m glad we know each other now!

Barcelona was absolutely beautiful and I can now understand why its regarded as such a beloved city.  Barcelona is simply awe-inspiring at every corner.  I know that for me, each street (and even each corner) was so different then the next, however equally spectacular.  Eva described Barcelona well by saying that it is sort of dream-like, something I now completely agree with.  Although I got to see and walk around the entire city (thanks to the typical-tourist city-bus tour), I unfortunately did not enter La Sagrada Family, so I guess I now have a good excuse to return (which I definitely plan on doing)!

These past couple months have been extremely hectic and I’ve done quite a bit of traveling, so I decided to kind of take a break from constantly moving and stay in Coruña for November.  As I approach the halfway mark of the month, I can honestly say that it’s been really nice getting to know Coruña that much better and as every day passes, I appreciate the city more and more.  I’ve also come to realize that my study abroad experience is rather unique, however I wouldn’t want it any other way so props to HC for choosing Coruña as a study abroad site!  I’m a firm believer in the fact that you do your best learning in a small yet active environment, which is exactly how I would describe my experience thus far.

Although this month has been very relaxing, I’ve got two upcoming things that I’m beyond excited for.  First off, my sister Eliana and three of her closest friends (the sweet sisters) will be arriving in Spain in just four days!  They are spending the first three days in Madrid, and then on next Wednesday the 23rd they are flying up to Coruña and will we spend two days here and one in Santiago.  I cannot express to you how excited I am to see my sister and her friends, to show them Coruña and Santiago, and for at least one member of my real family to meet my awesome host family.  Second and lastly, I just booked a trip to Paris for December 6th-10th!  I’ll be spending the December puente, which is the puente of all puentes since the two national holidays fall on a Tuesday and on a Thursday (oh how I love the Spanish) in a city that I’ve always dreamed of visiting.

Casa battló, a great example of Gaudi's work.

Claire and I enjoying a quick Dunkin Coffee break... sad to say it is certainly not the same.

Barcelona's bull ring that has been converted into a shopping center.

Kit, Eva, Claire and Maggie on the city bus tour!

Parque güell, Gaudi's infamous park in Barcelona.

Bring on the rainy season Coruña... I'm ready!!!

Settling In, And Some Other Fun Stuff

As per usual, I’m still loving my study abroad experience in La Coruña.  Although it’s very difficult to be away from family, friends, and Holy Cross for one year, I’m really enjoying my time here and I wouldn’t change it for anything.  I know that I always mention it, but I’m so lucky to have the opportunity to live and study in Coruña.  The dynamic of the city is truly incredible since it’s small (which allows for you to get to know it easily) but there’s a little bit of everything: a cosmopolitan, hustle-bustle downtown, a relaxing, wave-crashing beach, and an impressive, awe-inspiring port.  Whaddup parallel structure, maybe I’m not forgetting how to speak English (as my fellow study-abroaders and I always wonder)!  The city is even home to a soccer team: Real Club Deportivo; unfortunately Depor got bumped down to the second division, so Madrid, Barcelona and the other big-time teams won’t be making the trek to Coruña.  Last Saturday, Pablo (our house director) took the group to a Depor game against Tarragona.  Although they tied, we still had a blast and are really looking forward to the next home game!

Now that school is picking up, I’ve definitely started to develop a daily routine, one that is becoming centered around school and comida, also known as lunch.  I know that it sounds whacky, but my fellow Coruñeses can attest to the fact that our days revolve around comida.  As I mentioned in an earlier blog post, everyone stops their day at two in the afternoon to head home for lunch, a tradition that I find really nice, and actually quite healthy.  Speaking on the topic of food, the gastronomy of Coruña is dangerously delicious, so it’s probably a good thing that I’ve joined a gym.  I’m still looking for a good glass of sangria though!  Aside from the university, comida, the gym, and hanging out with my awesome host fam, I’ve also added something very exciting to my daily routine: tutoring.  Shout out to Kendra for setting me up with two of the most adorable kids I’ve ever met, Marta (8 years old) and Manuel (6 years old).  Every Wednesday night I’ll be tutoring them, which should be a lot of fun and a great way to make some extra cash!

Yesterday, Pablo took us to Santiago de Compostela, the capital city of the Community of Galicia, or better known as the finish line of the Camino de Santiago (Way of St. James).  For those of you who don’t know, the Camino is literally a spiritual journey; it’s a pilgrimage route to the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela, home to the remains of the apostle St. James.  There are many routes of the camino, but the most important is called the Camino Francés (the French Way), which begins in Saint Jean Pied de Port and continues all the way through the northern part of Spain, finally ending in Santiago; it’s amazing how two months can become full circle, since when I was in Pamplona, I visited this tiny French town and now I made it to the finish line.  Aside from taking in Santiago’s rich history, as per usual, we really enjoyed each other’s company and had a great time just walking around the city.  Below are some pics from the Depor Game and Santiago!

Estadio de Riazor.

Go DEPOR!

Depor 2 - Tarragona 2.

La Catedral de Santiago.

El Campus de La Universidad de Santiago, or better known as the Spanish Kimball Quad!

Los Coruñeses 2011-2012 (menos Eva and Kendra).

Weekend Rewind: Porto, Portugal

This past weekend I visited Porto (o Oporto en Español), Portugal and absolutely loved it!  Although the trip was extremely last minute and rather spontaneous (we booked our transportation and confirmed our hostel just two days in advanced), it was so worth it and I’m really glad I went.  Like every other study abroad tale, I look back and laugh, not only at the funny memories and quotable gems, but at the slight panic attacks (more details to come later on in the entry).

On Friday morning, Ali, Steve and I hopped on a Porto-bound bus to meet Claire, Eva, Maggie and Katherine (we missed you Briana and Kendra!).  Immediately upon arrival, I fell in love with the city.  As I was toying around with the idea to visit Porto, I heard mixed reviews; most people told me that they adored the city, while others commented that they thought it was ugly and decayed.  After my visit, I can see both sides, but I’m definitely on team-Porto.  Located in northern Portugal, Porto is an old-school European city that is very well known for its exquisite Wine, beautiful river, and happy people; other important aspects to note include a Harry-Potter-esq bookstore, various breath-taking churches filled with golden statues and the awesome hostel we stayed at: Hostel Dixo (strongly recommend it).

Even though I think I laughed more than half of the trip, I experienced a serious panic attack, a story certainly worth sharing.  Before my visit, my host parents informed me that the Portuguese speak English very well and that we wouldn’t have to resort to Spanish; this in fact was very true, since most Portuguese learn English at a young age and even watch television/movies in English with Portuguese sub-titles since they are not dubbed.  As Ali, Steve and I were walking back to catch the Coruña-bound bus, we decided to speak Spanish to one another in order to get back into a Spanish-mindset.  At the time, we were very impressed with our ability to maintain a fairly smooth conversation, so much so that we took a wrong turn in the city, one that led us to complete a giant circle.  With only 15 minutes to spare, and 5 euros to our name, we frantically stopped three people in the street to ask for directions; assuming that they spoke English well, it turned out that none of them spoke English nor Spanish (go figure, the people we really need to speak one of the two languages we know!).  Luckily we found a parade of taxi’s and hopped in a blistering hot cab.  Although the bus stop was legitimately two minutes away from where we ended up, I’m glad we took it since we arrived with three minutes to spare.  Talk about a struggle bus.

As per usual, whenever I travel I always keep Coruña in the back of my mind.  Even though I’ve loved every excursion, I cannot express how much I love Coruña and how fortunate/thankful I am to have the opportunity to spend a year here.  Speaking of time, I’ve been in Coruña for a total of 34 days, Spain for a total of 58 (WHAT!?) and home for Christmas in 62!!!  Where has the time gone!!!

View from the Hostel's balcony.

Porto's infamous Douro River and Luís I Bridge.

Beans Beans, They're Good for Your Heart

After a guilt-free three weeks of not really having classes (thanks to the Spanish education system and holiday calendar), my school schedule has finally begun.  Just as if I was at Holy Cross, I’m taking four classes this semester: Political Sociology, Colloquial Spanish, Aesthetics of Literature Film and Art, and a year-long conversation and grammar class through Holy Cross.  Although I really like my schedule since my earliest class starts at 10:30, it’s a little out of the ordinary since the majority of my classes meet after la comida, or lunch.  In case I haven’t touched upon this earlier, la comida is considered to be the most important meal; literally everything, and everyone, break between 2:00-4:00 to go home for lunch and take a siesta.  Some afternoons I’ll be hanging around the University during these hours since with my schedule, it doesn’t make sense to head back to my apartment, a huge bummer since I look forward to la comida with the host fam everyday.

Speaking of my host fam, I spent this past weekend at my host dad’s parent’s summer home in Lourenzá, Lugo, a tiny Spanish-countryside pueblo that’s about an hour and a half outside of Coruña.  Every October, the town holds a festival to celebrate their infamous faba beans, rightfully so might I add since I’m still full from my faba-overload.  Spanish festivals typically include an overwhelming amount of food, family reunions, lots of artisan markets, and staying out until way past midnight (we actually headed back home at around 12:30, verrry early, but the music was still blasting throughout the city until 3am!).  My favorite part of the trip was definitely getting to know my host dad’s family, most especially his parents; they sure are a great bunch, and their constant energy certainly reminded me of my family (Christmas is coming sooner than we think, it's already October!).  Other pretty cool activities during the weekend included taking two afternoon beach trips (another reason why I love Galicia), hearing Sunday mass in Gallego (quite the experience) and learning how to “escanciar la sidra” (the very specific way to serve Spain’s notable cider).

Although this week has been mentally exhausting now that my classes are in full-swing (it’s hard to learn a language!!), I just booked a weekend trip to Portugal with seven of the HC kids in Coruña.  We’ll be heading to Porto, Portugal early Friday morning and heading back to Coruña by Sunday afternoon.  Can’t wait!

Lourenzá's Church in the Center of Town.

Playa de Las Catedrales, Galicia, España.

Field Trip To Madrid And Segovia

Despite my terrible struggle-fest in the Coruña airport, my “field trip” to Madrid and Segovia was great!  Spending time with family (Granmami, Paloma, Cris and Tia Cece) was not only a lot of fun, but much needed since I’ve been in a minor homesick slump.  

On Tuesday evening, I was welcomed with open arms and quickly settled into Paloma and Cris’ piso which is located a little outside of Madrid’s center, or downtown area.  After I got situated, we headed to a typical Madrid restaurant and feasted on ham, cheese, shrimp, bread, potatoes, fried eggs and a jar of sangria; I think it’s safe to say we ate enough on Tuesday night to cover the rest of the week, but that really didn’t stop us from enjoying food on this trip!  

Wednesday afternoon, Granmami, Tia Cece and myself took a three hour city tour bus that circled all around Madrid.  The double-decker red bus was certainly a great way to get to know the city because not only did we zoom past beautiful sites, but we also had automated audio-guides to explain important historical facts.  However, I had the best seat in the house since Granmami was siting next to me.  My grandmother spent her later youth in Madrid, so its home to her university, the church where she got married, her first apartments with my grandfather, and the hospital where my mom was born.  Wednesday afternoon was probably my favorite part of my visit to Madrid since Granmami had the opportunity to point out some important locations in our family’s history; the really cool piece is that she explained everything to me in Spanish, which truly maintained the authenticity of the conversation.

After revisiting these sites on Thursday afternoon, we decided to spend Friday in El Prado, Madrid’s fine art museum.  We spent five hours in the museum and I absolutely loved every single second of it.  After taking an Art History class at Holy Cross, I’ve become weirdly obsessed with museums and I love analyzing works of art.  From the beginning of our visit, we established a challenge to see how much my Spanish improved, a challenge that turned out to be quite difficult and really amusing at the same time.  I was the only one to order an audio-guide, in English, so my responsibility was to translate everything back into Spanish to explain it to the others.  Suffice to say, it was sort of a failure since I’m not an expert on art vocabulary, but it was still fun to try.    

On Saturday afternoon, Paloma and Cris were kind enough to take us to Segovia to visit the city’s Ancient Aqueduct.  The aqueduct was truly awe-inspiring (pictures below), not to mention sitting down for lunch right under it; life’s not too shabby here in Spain.

All in all, the trip was very enjoyable and we shared many laughs.  Just like any ordinary family reunion, there were countless fights to pay the food bill (don’t worry Dad and Mom, I offered too, but from your part!).  Although it was tough to say goodbye to everyone at the airport, I was really excited to get back to beloved Coruña!

Granmami and I on the city bus tour!

The Palace Hotel.

Distant relative of Más o Menos?

My second Spanish friend...

Real Madrid's Home Stadium!

Segovia's Ancient Aqueduct.

Cris, Paloma, Tia CeCe and Granmami.

Struggles In The Coruña Airport

This story is waay to good not to post, and good thing for you (bad thing for me) it’s technically not over, so I'll be sure to let you know how it ends.  So as I mentioned in my previous entry, I scheduled a flight to Madrid to meet up with my grandmother and cousin.  I was supposed to leave this morning, however in a slight change of plans, I’m leaving later on today.  Here’s a basic breakdown of how well my morning went.

9:10- arrive at Plaza Ourense to hop on the “aeropuerto” bus

9:22- board the bus, 7 minutes after it was supposed to arrive... meanwhile, I contemplated taking a taxi to the airport since I saw another “aeropuerto” bus zoom right past me, but that one didn’t have any passengers so it probably wasn’t stopping anyways

9:35- excited to be en route to the airport, thinking that I’d have plenty of time to check-in, go through security, and board the plane... uhh yeah, about that

9:45- arrive at the airport, only to discover that my flight was “cancelado” via the departures sign

10:00- after waiting in line for 15 minutes to hop on another flight, I realized that I was in the business class priority line, whoops

10:15- still waiting in a new line, but of course I picked the one that was moving the slowest... sort of like when you’re stuck in traffic and there’s three lanes to choose from and they all look the same, but one is slower than the others

10:40- booked a new reservation, a flight that leaves from the same airport at 17:40... I was offered the option to take a bus to Santiago (a city that’s 35 minutes from Coruña) to board a plane there that would have an earlier arrival in Madrid, but I figured that lady luck wasn’t with me today, so that probably would have led to more struggles

10:45- I hopped on a bus thinking that it would take me back to the center of town where I live, only to realize after asking the driver that this bus was the one with service to Santiago that the airline had sponsored for all the other passengers

11:00- this time I hopped on the correct bus... finally on the way back to my apartment

11:05- realized that I left the keys to the apartment in my room, so I had to wait for someone in my host family to come back, but this allowed for a nice tortilla break with Kendra which was lovely

Although this morning was quite the head ache, I guess I’ll take this as a learning experience; on top of that, I was able to handle all my conversation in Spanish!  Next post in Madrid, I hope!!

Just A Little Bit Of An Update

To be honest, I don’t have too too much to update, but since I’ve got some free time I figured it might be a good idea to write a little bit.  Life in Coruña has been absolutely awesome.  Each day that passes, I feel more comfortable with my host family, with the language, and with the Spanish culture in general.  I’m also starting to feel that this city is mine, which is really cool yet strange in itself.  This experience is still surreal, but hey I’m not complaining, nor should I.

I’m really looking forward to this upcoming week since I’ll be meeting my Grandmother and cousin, Paloma, in Madrid!  Ever since I arrived in Spain last month (weird that it has already been over a month), I’ve been dying to spend some time in the country’s capital.  Not only is it a beautiful, world-renowned city known for its distinct culture, food, and art, it’s also the home to rich family history.  Of course this history has been passed down through the generations, however seeing and hearing about it in its most authentic, mother-tongue nature, will certainly be special and a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Some definite highlights of the week include the following.  One morning, my host dad and I took a walking tour of the city, thus giving me the chance to snap some really cool photos of Coruña, as seen below.  In an attempt to combat the insane amount of carbs, cheese, and oil that we have been consuming on a daily basis, Ali and I joined a local gym called La Solana that is beyond awesome, complete with fully equipped work out rooms, outdoor swimming pools, and a tennis court.  Last, but certainly not least, the nine Coruñeses hacer(-ed) botellón, the infamous social drinking activity amongst the Spanish youth.  Essentially, botellón is the Spanish version of American pre-gaming for a night out, with the exception that botellón takes place outside, usually in a public park.  Over the past month we’ve heard countless stories from locals about this recently controversial Spanish tradition, and let me assure you that it did not disappoint; there was literally a sea of people binge drinking without a care in the world, not to mention the fact that this bi-weekly festivity did not begin until just after midnight!

Aerial shot of the city!

My first and only Spanish friend so far... ¡El Pulpo de Coruña!

Coruña is very well know for its Port, mostly due to the fact that it's the central force in the city's economy: fishing and tourism.

Typical photograph of Coruña.

Playa Orzán, one of the two beaches in the city.

At the top of Monte San Pedro.

La Llegada: La Coruña, My Spanish Home

Pardon the very long, unanticipated break in blogging.  To be perfectly honest, I’ve been so busy adjusting to my new surroundings, so much so that I’ve barely had time to take a breath to stop and think.  Last Wednesday, I left Pamplona, a beautiful, healthy city filled with rich history, great people and enough modernity to make life super agradable (pleasing).  As difficult as it was to part ways with the city, it was arguably more difficult to say goodbye to the other Holy Cross kids (los hollies) as well as our spectacular coordinators in Pamplona since we all got so close in so little time; pero bueno, we’ll reunite somewhere in Spain very soon!

To say the least, our trip from Pamplona to A Coruña was an exhausting ten hour train ride, not to mention a connecting-switch seven hours in.  On top of that, we had to look out for all of our luggage in a sold-out train (11 people x 2 big suitcases x personal items... I get agita at the thought).  Simply put, we weren’t received too well on the train, but we made it, so I guess it all worked out!

All of our host families, as well as our two directors (Félix-academic and Pablo-housing) were awaiting our arrival at the train station.  Immediately upon exiting the train, I was warmly greeted by my host family, which consists of my host dad Pablo, host mom Isabel and host brother Iago (my host sister Marta is studying in the United States this academic school year, so it’s unfortunate that I won’t have the opportunity to meet her).  I’m so grateful that they’ve opened their home to me; they are some of the nicest people that I’ve ever met, continually complimenting/encouraging my Spanish and to quote Chrissy McCue (former Coruña alum), followers of the TI school of life, always saying “cualquiera lo que quieras” (whatever you like).

Although these past few days have been jam-packed with University orientations, completing documentation (such as my residency card, the end to the visa process... thank God), and taking walking-tours of the city), I’m so excited to be here and cannot wait for all that is to come this year.  Coruña is beyond beautiful and the most perfect combination of a downtown city and a beach/port.  Now that I have an adapter to charge my camera, I’ll be able to take some pictures, so look out for those in the near future!

Last but certainly not least, I had my first day of classes yesterday, which went pretty well.  For the most part (más o menos), I was able to understand my professor.  Even better, he informed us that due to a holiday at my University, class is cancelled for the rest of this week and next week.  Together with my other three classes (that don’t begin until the first week of October), I’m still on summer vacation!  

Typical Day: Pamplona Edition

I honestly cannot believe that I’ve been in Spain for nearly two weeks; it’s incredible how fast time flies!  Now that I’m acclimated and have somewhat developed a daily routine, I figured I’d give you a brief description of a day in my Spanish life: Pamplona edition.

Weekday Schedule

8:45-> wake-up and get ready for the day

9:15-> breakfast (chocolate croissant and cafe con leche, best combination ever)

9:30-> grammar/conversation/culture class at the University of Navarra

1:30-> lunch, also known as “la comida” at the university’s cafeteria

2:30-> afternoon siesta (did I mention how much I love Spain)

4:00-> daily excursion: activities thus far have included attending a rumba class, touring the old part of the city (Casco Viejo), running with the bulls etc... 

6:00-> random Pamplona explorations, almost always involving some tapas

9:00-> dinner at the cafeteria next to our apartments

11:00-> going out in the city or just simply hanging around in the hotel

Weekend Schedule

Saturdays-> Each of the three Saturdays during our orientation, the coordinators (Julian, Rafa, Nakene, Iranzu, and Miguel) have planned excursions to nearby touristy destinations.  Last Saturday, we took a day-trip to San Sebastian, one of the most beautiful beach cities that I’ve ever been to.  This upcoming Saturday, we’re taking a bus to a small city in France and the following Saturday we’re heading north to Bilboa.  Can’t wait!

Sundays-> siesta, siesta, siesta

Although I’m beyond excited to relocate to La Coruña and meet my host family, I’ve truly loved every moment of my time in Pamplona.  Not only is it an awesome city, but I have some great company.  As I mentioned earlier, Pamplona (and the University of Navarra) is the host site for all the Holy Cross students who are studying abroad in Spain.  It’s been such a blast spending time with everyone, because even though Holy Cross can seem as small as a high school, it can be difficult to branch out and meet some new kids.

To end the post, I’d like to share some rather stressful news that I learned during my culture class at the University.  As we were going through some cultural differences, my teacher casually mentioned that it’s rude to ask to go to the bathroom during class.  For those of you who do not know, I arguably have the smallest bladder, so I foresee some future struggles.  Guess I won’t be drinking anytime before 2pm!

Quick shout-out to everyone moving in at HC (or if you’re abroad/away, safe travels/hope you settle in smoothly).  Last but certainly not least, prayers to my family and friends in Rhode Island as Irene approaches.

Running with the bulls, nbd.

The Ayuntamiento, or city hall, of Pamplona.

Our rumba/salsa dance instructors. 

Pamplona's infamous Plaza de Toros.

Spain study abroad group in San Sebastian.

Playa de la Concha, San Sebastian.

San Juan de Pie de Puerto, France!

¡¡Estamos Aquí!!

After a full 24 hour day of traveling, I finally arrived in Pamplona, Spain on Sunday afternoon.  I honestly cannot believe that I’m here and that my year abroad has actually started.  I’m so happy and thankful to be here, and I’m so excited to start exploring Pamplona and all that it has to offer.  As a quick reminder, Holy Cross has a special program at La Universidad de Navarra (Pamplona) for all the students studying abroad in Spain.  The program is basically designed to acclimate us to the Spanish language and culture.  After the three week program, we will be living and studying in our respective host universities for the rest of the academic year.   

I know that I haven’t updated the blog in a while, so I’ll give you a brief run down of my last week in the States.  On August 6th, my family threw me a farewell party which included my favorite American food (and people) as well as a midnight impromptu dance-off to house, latin, and disco music.  Typical Tasca family fun.  It was great spending some time with my entire family, as well as some close friends from home and Holy Cross for one last hoorah.  The rest of the week included jam-packed days of running last minute errands and saying my final goodbyes.  At the end the week, my family ate out on DePasquale Square, an Italian-reminiscent street corner of Federal Hill, Providence.  It was a picture perfect night with delicious food and the best company: there’s nothing more I could ask for!  The next afternoon, we finally finished packing, just one hour before I left for the airport.  To be honest, I didn’t realize that saying goodbye to my family was going to be one of the toughest things of my life.  As my mother blessed me with her Holy Water, we all started crying as it finally hit home that I’d be gone for a year.  My mom later described the scene as “you would have thought we all took a vacation to Niagara Falls.”  After one final group hug, I left for Logan to start my year in Spain.

Although traveling to Pamplona took a full 24 hours and included: 3 planes, 3 Continents, 1 bus ride and a taxi to our hotel, for the most part it went pretty smoothly, aside from the fact that they lost my luggage (but it was found and actually delivered to my room!). Traveling with Claire, Ali, Maggie and Eva was a lot of fun and it was great to get to know them even better since after Pamplona they (as well as Steve, Briana, Katherine and Kendra) will be studying with me in La Coruña.

Even though I’ve been in Spain for merely three days, I already love it and I’m so glad that I decided to study abroad.  I’m certainly no expert on the Spanish language nor can I rattle off a bunch of facts about the culture, however in my short time here I’ve recognized that the Spanish live well and truly enjoy every moment.  Waking up to a chocolate croissant complemented with cafe con leche and ending the night with tapas and a San Miguel beer in La Plaza Mayor de Lo Viejo (“old Pamplona”) is not too shabby; I’m really looking forward to making that a regular! 

Not even half of what I brought...

Ernest Hemingway's hang out spot in Pamplona.