Where is Doc when you want him?

I am upon my final days in Sevilla and it is hard to believe that I have been here for 5 weeks, let alone in Spain for 6 weeks. At 7 am Saturday morning I am taking a bus to my final destination in Spain where I will actually be teaching, Motril. Here, for the next 8 months, I will be working about 12 hours a week as a Language and Cultural Assistant in what is comparable to an American high school (ages 15-18). I will be helping students out with their English by assisting Spanish teachers with lessons and activities (more on this later, once I actually figure more out. My first day of school is October 1).



I couldn’t have asked for a better time in Sevilla, or a better group of people to spend time with while I was here. You need to be a certain type of individual to move to a foreign country for a year and work, and we (everyone in my 4-week immersion group) were all able to connect having that as the core of why we were here. I do wish I could hop in an old De Lorean with a flux capacitor and shoot myself back 5 weeks, but what is the fun in that? This is an adventure and time continues to move on and I am extremely excited to move to Motril, my home for the rest of my time here.



It is going to get a little complicated though. CIEE, the program I applied to that has organized everything up to this point, is putting me up in a hotel for 5 nights once I arrive in Motril. During this time I am on my own as I try to find my own “piso” (apartnment) in the Motril area. There are two other girls placed in Motril as well, including my good college friend Emily Allshouse who told me about this program. The plan is for all three of us to find a place together. Emily is currently in Granada spending time with the family she lived with when she studied there her junior year of college (she has orientation here in Sevilla next week), while the other girl, Michael Lynn, is here in Sevilla with me and we’ve talked on several occasions. Although I am finally settling down in the place I will be for the next 8 months, I do have a busy coming week shooting around Motril trying to find a place to live with those girls (actually only Michael, because Emily will be in Sevilla). It definitely should be an adventure.


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Although I have plans to come back to Sevilla in December with Rachel when she comes and visit, as well as maybe making several trips here when and if my younger brother studies abroad here this coming winter semester, I am going to miss it. I was walking around with a group of friends last night and even though we have been here for 5 weeks, as we approached the center of town, we all had our heads up looking at La Giralda like it was the first time we had seen that magnificent bell tower.

Sevilla will be missed, but bring on Motril.



NOTE: I know I mentioned that I would write entries about the Alcazar Gardens and being taught by teachers who were learning how to be teach, but I decided not to. You’ve all seen pictures of the Alcazar (as well as my buddy’s video) and I didn’t continue going to those Spanish classes that were being taught by teachers who were learning how to teach Spanish (mostly because I wasn’t getting anything out of them and could learn more by studying on my own).