It's official. I am in in Seville, Spain with my host family. I survived the orientation in New York City and the 12 hour flight to Madrid. Once I arrived, I boarded a train to Seville with several other exchange students. The days had been long and exhausting as I traveled from one location to the next so it was a relief when we made our final stop. I exited the train with my luggage in tow, and I instantly felt a rush of emotions. After several weeks of communicating via email, I was finally about to meet the family that I would be living with for the next full year. I rode the escalator to the upper floor where I was greeted by a heard of four friendly new faces.
"Hola, Bailee!"
"Que tal?"
"Como fue el viaje?"
I had studied Spanish for three years previous to this day yet I was not able to understand a single word that was spoken. I wanted to share all of my thoughts and feelings, but I was at a loss. I did not realize the severity of the language barrier until now, and I can only hope that I will learn immensely in the future.
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