(That means I have arrived)
In the past twenty six hours I have traveled in a car, on a train, in a taxi, on a plane, on another plane, on a large bus, and on a smaller bus. I have gotten approximately four, maybe five hours of broken awful travel sleep. I have eaten kind of gross airplane food and drank a lot of coffee. And after all of that, I'm finally here.
My luggage fear was unwarranted -- my checked bag made it to the airport with me, AND the Mason jar cookie mix stuff I made for mi madre were still layered, and still in the jar.
Mi madre is absolutely adorable. We got off the large bus at the stadium and all of the madres were holding signs with everyone's names on them. Mine is named Julia (that's hoo-lee-uh not jew-lee-uh) and she walked around and introduced me to all of her friends and kept saying "ya tengo mi niña y habla español muy muy bien!" (I already have my girl and she speaks Spanish really really well!)
Once we got my luggage we hopped on the noventa (90) bus to get back home. That's the bus I take if I don't want to walk home from school. Noventa from school, ochenta y nueve (89) to school, y ochenta y uno (81) to go to LA PLAYA (the beach duh).
I have been fed and watered (Julia made something she called arroz al horno -- rice on the stove -- and a salad and some cake thing so now I am both completely full and completely exhausted. It's definitely time for a nap.
Rachel should be getting here at some point today. Her flight left JFK four hours after mine. Also I think we may have lost TJ somewhere between Madrid and here. So there's that... I'm sure he'll turn up. I'm not worried (yet).
Hasta luego! (Here are some palm trees)
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