Is this Normal?

Alright everyone, I am going to be very honest, this hasn’t been an easy trip so far. For starters, I caught a nasty cough on the trip over that I still haven’t kicked. Secondly, I made the mistake of having a long layover in Atlanta, a side trip to Germany, and an overnight stay in Stansted Airport in London, all before making it to Granada, Spain. While I have wonderful memories from Germany, the trip did mess with my emotions and physical wellbeing. And mostly, I have been battling a nasty case of homesickness; I have spent the last two days plotting ways to get home. When I called my parents, and they told me that I had to stay for at least two weeks, I really started to fall apart. It got so bad that I even developed a plan that involved me packing up and flying home without my parents’ knowledge, and having my cousin Ruth pick me up in Omaha and dropping me off on my parents’ doorstep. I even decided that if my parents didn’t want me home, I could go sleep on my dear friend Kate’s couch. (Un)Fortunately, Ruth and her husband John love me like my parents do, and wouldn’t help me execute my plan. I know that I will thank them in the end.

So, with my hopes of going home squashed like a bug, I took up an invitation to go to a bar for a glass of wine and some topas (appetizers). After having a nice discussion with my new friend Sean, and a very nice glass of wine, I actually felt like I might be able to do this. I know that I will still get homesick, (maybe if I didn’t have such AMAZING parents this wouldn’t be so bad) and that I will struggle with the language, but I think I am going to be able to do this.

I am asking everyone who reads this to please say a prayer for me, and to send positive thoughts my way. With the help of God, my family, and my friends, I am going to do my best to continue on and reach my goal of learning to speak Spanish.