Spain - Day 1

Buenos Dias! I arrived in Spain after a whirlwind trip through London. I can’t believe my Senora, Nico and her daughter, Cristina, are here picking me up already. They greeted me with a classic Spanish kiss on the cheek. Instead of the warm and inviting feeling I was anticipating, it felt cold. We barely touched cheeks, as if we didn’t want to. I watched the other Senoras do the same thing to their American students. I don’t care what anyone says, an American hug is much friendlier than a Spanish kiss. We caught a taxi and went directly home. I didn’t understand really anything they were saying. How can this be, I’ve studied Spanish for years? They were speaking way too fast. As we go up the elevator to the 5th story, I am wondering, how would I ever survive this alone? Thank God I am getting a roommate; I hope she’s cool. We eat our lunch in almost silence and I go to my room. This is so awkward. I don’t know about this place; it is nothing like the friendly Latin American culture I expected it to be. I wanna go back to London.