My first few days living with my señora, Emmy, have been an adjustment. Not bad by any means, just different. Today I spent an extra hour confined to my bedroom, because I couldn’t find a pair of socks or slippers to wear in the house, thus, I was soxiled. No matter, there was toast, tea, and orange juice waiting for me when I emerged.

Obviously my vocabulary has increased, but I’m still trying to adapt to the culture. It’s very easy to forget you are in Madrid. It’s a beautiful city, like most I have seen, and it is very accomodating for English speaking visitors. I sometimes get lost in that aspect until I take a look around and realize it’s the little things that make it special. It wasn’t until I gave my dinner waiter a big smile and a waive that I realized I have a lot to learn. Apparently, Spanish culture tells us that smiling at strangers either means you are dumb or trying to hit on them…would have been good to know at the time. The spanish people in general seem to be very blunt and sarcasm, which is usually my language, is hard to pick up. Hoping to keep learning these helpful hints and more…