Me Caes Bien

Every week or so, I discover a new Spanish phrase that I just can’t get enough of. The first one that I loved was “esta para mojar pan”, which basically means danggg boyy you are looking good (but literally it means to be for wetting bread—I don’t know its tricky to translate, but trust me, it’s a good thing). This week, I learned “me caes bien” which is equally as weird to translate. It literally means “you fall on me well”, and it is what you say to someone you get along well with, or you like. And I think it is wonderful. I keep trying to use it with things besides people, but I am told it doesn’t work like that; Spanish is weird sometimes.

Regardless, I like the idea that people just fall together well, kind of like how my life has fallen together over the last six weeks: it has fallen on me well. I am in a lovely routine of waking up just a tad earlier than I would prefer, having café con leche, going to classes, having the BEST food I have EVER eaten in my life for lunch, then going to my internship, then seeing my lovely friends. On the weekends, I have plans to travel, and when I am not traveling I am exploring and falling more in love with Granada.

I think I have this sense of calm here, and I feel like I am beginning to see what I really want out of life. I feel like I have spent the last 20 years of my life under the impression that if its okay not to be happy in the present, if it will help make you happy in the future. I struggled through four years of vigorous training under the assumption that if I practiced to the point of pain everyday that one day I would run really fast and I would be happy. I suffered through an internship, which sorry to say, I hated, under the assumption that it would look good on a resume and then I would get a job and be happy.

I think, maybe, just maybe, in our culture, there is an idea that if you suffer now, one day you will be happy, or maybe it’s just a personal problem. Or really, if I really wanted to, I could trace it back to religious ideas that involve suffering but I wont go there. But either way, I’m just SO over it. I want to be happy now. I am happy now. No, I am not dropping out of college, or moving to Spain (yet), or blowing all my money (okay I kind of am). I have not lost my mind. I have just decided that I want to be happy always and I am going to do everything in my power to make that happen.

Okay, I’m over that hippie rant. Moving on, I went to Crodoba last Friday, and it was amazing. My favorite part was visiting this old old old (think 900’s old) city that used to be amazing, but then got destroyed by a civil war and buried for years and years until one day a farmer was digging in his field and stumbled upon it- or something like that. They have currently only uncovered 10% of the city, but it was so crazy cool that I didn’t even mind that it was pouring. We also saw the mosque, which is also old and beautiful. And I will be taking a test on all of the parts of it, and could (hopefully) give you a great description of all the cool details, but I only know how to say it in Spanish, so that's awkward.

 

Fails of the week:

- It has rained more here in the last month than it did ALL year last year. Obviously.

-I was walking along the mosque with my head in the clouds, and tripped in the absolutely most dramatic way possible and landed right on my camera. Needless to say, my camera did not like that very much and is a little on the broken side. On the plus side, with a few more falls I can dedicate an entire album of pictures just for my falls.

-Brenna and I attempted to go bowling. We took the right bus the wrong way and ended up in the complete wrong place. Good times.

Wins of the week

-I had my first dream in Spanish (it was about me not being allowed into a church fair, strange but in Spanish so I’ll take it

-I had PASTA. And it was amazing.

-My days of pizza box folding finally paid off when I was told to fold filing boxes at my internship. I beasted it.

-Brenna and I went running 3 days in a row. I’m not sure if you understand how much of an accomplishment it is, but trust me it is.

-I get to see Rosa this weekend in Valencia (I am praying for no travel fails)

-I get to see Mommy in less than two weeks!!

As a summary, Spain falls on me well.