So, I would really like to take back my statements about being uncomfortable here, in my home stay. Okay, maybe not take them away completely because sometimes it is still awkward; but for the past three nights we have had a wonderful supper – all together – and have had great conversations besides. What’s more, i finally got up the courage to ask if I could leave my stuff here – and stay one extra night – before I go back to the USA and they not only said, of course, but that a special meal was going to be prepared, with my favorite dish and a whole liter of sangria. How amazing – I almost wish it wasn’t so because this is just going to add to how hard leaving will be.
However, on the flip side of that I got three amazing postcards from my Grandmother today. One mentioned how worried everyone was when they heard about the earthquake in Italy, because no one was sure if I was affected by it or not.
I’m loved in both places, how funny is that?
I also find it funny how…. I mean, ignorant isn’t the word but it’s the only one that comes to might. Perhaps shelterd is better? Anyway, sheltered my parents and family are because every time I talk to them they say that they can’t wait for me to come home so I will be “safe and sound” – as if I am living in constant danger somewhere. Perhaps it is from my learning but it is honestly almost offensive to think that somehow I am more “safe” in Wisconsin than I am here in Barcelona. Safe from what? Olive oil poisoning? Shark attacks? Air pollution? Yeah, definitely. But am I really safer from people and what people do in Wisconsin vs. Spain? I d0n’t know. Spain is an advanced, wonderful, and safe country all on its own and, besides language difficulties, I really am no more endangered here, despite what my family may believe. Ooooh los estadounidenses 
