Thursday
and Friday of this week we headed off to Cáceres, the capital of the northern
province of Extremadura which is also called Cáceres. The whole thing took place at la Universidad
Laboral, which is a trade school. The
dorms were very interesting, with five to a room. Marissa and I were very excited about hot
showers, but we didn’t realize that we needed to pack our own towels. She showered without a towel, and I gave up
my dream of hot water.
The dorms and Marissa |
Though
we did get a bit of information about getting our NIE and TIE cards, which are
necessary to set up bank accounts and to live here legally, most of orientation
was boring and useless. The one
exception was the opportunity it provided to meet other auxiliaries. We started meeting people even at the bus
station before leaving Zafra. It is not difficult out and about to tell who we
are, especially in groups, because they are the ones speaking English. While eating lunch, un bocadillo (sandwich)
of chorizo y pan, we met Wade and Rebecca.
On buses here, the seats ARE assigned, and we were sitting near Wade, so
we chatted with him until we realized there was wi-fi on the bus, and then we
were hooked. Thus far, wi-fi here is
like a drug that I am addicted to and can never get enough of.
We
got to orientation a few hours early, along with many other people, so we all
started chatting and getting to know each other. I talked to one girl Michelle, from New York
city, for a while, and spent a long time getting to know Rebecca more, who is
from Atlanta, Georgia and is stationed in a small pueblo relatively near
Zafra. I also got to meet this girl
Élodie, who is from France. Some of the
auxiliares actually come to teach other languages, like French and
Portuguese. Marissa and I ended up
sitting with Rebecca and Élodie at the first meeting, and then we all decided
to room together.
Dinner
was…interesting. The bread was super
hard, and the jamón (ham) a little weird, but the chorizo was good (haha). We
also had tortilla española, which is like a potato and egg combo fried up in a
bunch of olive oil in a giant “cake.” I
already knew I liked it, and theirs was not bad.
After dinner, we decided to hit the town. We met this girl, Yael, from
England and she came out with us. Somehow we got on the bus and headed
to city center.
Yael, Marissa, Rebecca, Elodie |
sounds like you're having a great time! It brings me back to when I was there... the euros, the expensive water, the tortilla espanolas! xooxoxo
ReplyDeleteahh sounds like a blast! and i second the accents thing haha. love the pics!
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