Spain: New Hood

The lawd has blessed me with another job interview this morning. My life is about to become hella hectic though, because I have to move out of the hostel, into my apartment, and be at this interview… all before 10am. I groggily pack my bag, take the fastest, weakest shower of my life, and beg the front desk to let me leave my bag with them for an hour. I don’t want to pay the 5€ fee that they charge for a full day. Hell nah.

Spain: El Tibidabo

Priority 1 today is to meet with my new employer and collect some of the course materials so I can start planning my lessons. I head over to the school early, to get it out of the way in addition to looking as eager and committed as I can. It puts me at ease a little, as the woman who interviewed me goes over more details about the class I’ll be teaching (intermediate level adults) and what I’ll be doing this coming Tuesday. My big first day!!

Spain: Could This Be a Job? 

It’s day 10. I am still unemployed and most classes are starting Monday. Things are looking BLEAK. So bleak that I’ve started considering restaurant work again, which I’d basically promised myself I’d never do again. Especially in Europe. What’s the point if you’re not making tips? You have to be…what? Nice to people who aren’t paying you? Seems silly. But as I’ve said before, desperate times. 

Spain: New Hostel

I wake up at 5am which isn’t ideal, but I’m feeling INFINITELY better so an early rise is a small price to pay. I just slept for the better part of 24 hours, so I should be okay. Maybe I just unintentionally beat the jet lag with all that sleeping?

Spain: Welcome to Barcelona!

Landing! I’m here! It’s allllll happening. I take my time getting out of the airport, as it’s 8:30am and I can’t check into my hostel until 2pm. I’m in no rush to do anything, but I’m also not a dawdler. I follow signs to the taxi stand at the airport before I realize it’s entirely unnecessary to waste my money on such a luxury form of transport.

Spain: Adios, Toronto! 

Oh, the sweet, sweet high of beginning an adventure. The day is finally here. Today I board a plane to Barcelona, and attempt to create a life for myself. I have completed (well, have almost completed) the International TEFL Course, and am going to Spain in search of a teaching job. The plan is to stay for a year but who knows where this will take me?