Though I have not left for Spain yet, I feel as if I am never going to leave my bedroom.
My counter-exchange student's name is Marta. She lives in Seville, Spain with her parents and two siblings.
She arrives tomorrow. TOMORROW. Now, I have realized that I am really going ever since I bought my plane ticket; however, it is still surreal.
My room has clothes scattered everywhere because of packing. I have only one checked, fifty pound suit case to pack necessities in. For an American girl that likes to shop, this is going to be challenging.
The school I will be attending wears uniforms. Nothing unbearable, just hotter once it reaches noon. So other than that, I have to chose what to pack. From packing tip videos to blogs, I will master packing for my trip (hopefully) tomorrow.
It is still surreal. I am expecting for it not to sink in until I get on the plane. And maybe not even then.
Because it is 3:02 am on 8/7, I should probably take a break from packing and stressing to get some sleep.
Enjoy the delightful mustache that I plan to end every post with.