I've recently become obsessed with watching Spanish movies.

I've recently become obsessed with watching Spanish movies.

Now that I've got a less crazy schedule and a free weekend, I'm going to fill you in more about my new life. As you already know, I arrived here on February 4. From February 7- 25 was the "intensive period" at my school where I took one grammar class for three weeks, Monday through Friday, for four hours each day. Now that class has finished (thank goodness!) and I have recently started all new classes this past week. Now I'm taking a total of five classes but they're spread out over the week so it's less stressful in my opinion. So far Tuesday is the only day of the week where I'm ready to take a bullet to the head by the end of it. I have all five classes on Tuesday spanning from 9:00 am til 7:00 pm. Whoever created coffee was brilliant because I live on it for that day. Here are the classes I'm taking:
It's quite a large course-load but I'm very interested in all of the topics so I don't mind. My most difficult class is the one at the University. It's a fifth year history course… College is supposed to be 4 years, do the math. So it's obviously for advanced history students, which I would consider myself being one. Since it's so challenging, I think it's also my favorite course. I like challenges J My literature class is a close second place for the same reason.
The professors at the Center are all excellent. There is plenty of interaction between students and professor in all of my classes. Also class sizes are the smallest I've ever had. Class sizes range from 9- 15 for ALL my classes in the Center. My university class has about 40 students but it's also a lecture style and very different from the courses I'm taking at the Center. Next, I'm going to tell you about my homework and studying. This is your warning, the following is not going to sound like I'm writing it… but I assure you that it really is Caitlin.
Here it goes… I love homework! I think that until you're in a similar situation to the one I'm in right now, it's very difficult to see the benefits of homework. Since being here, I've seen fast results in everything I've worked on. My vocabulary has grown, my accent has improved, my grammar has improved (slightly), and I've gained confidence in using Spanish for my everyday life. It's like being on a diet and immediately losing weight. I do my homework then next day I can apply the things I've practiced. People always said that being immersed in a foreign language is the best way to learn one. It's true. I'm definitely not fluent after a month. I don't even know if I will be after five months. But I know that I will be exponentially better than I was when I arrived. I hope that you all can understand what I'm trying to say, or at least notice the amount of passion I now have for studying abroad.
Ahh, I love my Spanish life.
Besos,
Caitlin xx
I don't cease to be amazed by this visual beauty of this region. I walk the city streets in Sevilla in awe everyday as I try to take in all the history that still lives on wherever you look. But also just 10 minutes outside the city you'll find yourself winding through the foothills of the beautiful Sierra Mountains. Ronda is located in the Sierras. Famous for the bridge "Puente Nuevo," Ronda is gorge-ously divided into two sections (sorry I had to). Sitting on the edge of the town looking out at the miles of beauty, I was completely captivated.
Puente Nueve
I feel like I just had déjà vu… I could've sworn that on Monday I told people I was leaving "the day after tomorrow" because I actually was supposed to leave Wednesday. However the snowpocalypse is upon us and decided to dump "20 feet" of snow on Chicago, the city where I'm supposed to fly into on my way to Spain. Ahh, life can definitely throw curve snowballs (Ba-Dum-CH). So once again I find myself saying that I'm leaving the day after tomorrow (Well technically tomorrow now due to the hour, but whatever). And I'm actually one of the lucky ones; most of the other students can't fly out till Friday or Saturday. When rescheduling my flight my mom requested that I be put on a flight that avoided the snowstorm altogether, ya know, just in case the storm decides to loiter over Chi-town for a few days. So now I'm flying to Miami, which I think is going to be a pretty safe bet when it comes to steering clear of snow. So (knock on wood), I should be in Spain on Friday. I'll miss orientation, have to travel completely alone, and have no idea where I'm going or what to do when I get there… BUT I will be in Spain, finally.... Oh yeah, this is where the faith part kicks in, right? Pray for me; this water is gonna be deep.
Besos,
Caitie