A Random Update

So, I should warn you that this is an utterly random update about a single event that occurred today. It will probably be rather boring for you, but this isn't your blog. I write what I want! Also, no worried emails dear family about the subject matter you will soon read.

As you may realize I do not have a car here in Spain. Instead, I rely on the public transportation system. My trips often revolve around the bus schedule. Because of that I don't stay in Madrid past 11:30pm as that is when the last bus leaves. Well, it says 11:55pm, but I did not want to risk missing it. There is a night bus, but I had no idea where I needed to get off or where to find the darn bus in the first place.

Guess what happened tonight. I conquered the night bus! Yeah, I am pretty proud of that.

Sophie and I went to see a movie in Madrid, but the only showing we could make was at 10:30pm. I was a little anxious, but I decided to squash those feelings and just go ahead and take a chance. Oh, we saw Antes Del Anochecer. Just in case you were wondering. It was also a rather good movie. But, that is besides the point! This isn't a movie review blog!

Moving on!

Sophie and I walked to the metro and said our goodbyes for the night. She and I take a different line. I arrived at Moncloa and had no idea where to go next. So, I followed the other people as they seemed to know. The only open exit took us outside, and I had no idea where to go from there. As luck would have it, the bus I needed happened to arrive at that very moment and stopped across the street. I again followed a huge crowd of people as we all waited to board the bus.

I had manages to successfully find and board the bus I needed; however, where to get off was a completly different matter. I knew that one stop was too far so I was going to just exit the stop before that one. Thank goodness I was actually paying attention or else I would have greatly over shot my home by a long ways! The stop I needed is actually right in front of the sports club, and is only a 10-15min walk to where I live. Which is a huge relief because I was worried that once I got off the bus I wouldn't know where to go!

The even better news of this story is I can now stay later in Madrid with friends without having to worry about catching my bus. Well, the metro stops at 1am apparently, but that's a different matter.

Also, is there anything quite as peaceful as walking under the moon in a quiet city and only hearing your own footsteps?

Overwhelming

First, let me say that I love my family and friends dearly. I truly do! I will miss them while I am gone, but missing them doesn't quite compare to the thought of missing my boyfriend. I know that sounds like a terrible thing. It's not that I love my family and friends less. It is just...different.

Just a bit ago, I discovered that my boyfriend couldn't take me to the airport on Sunday. I immediately started crying. I realized that tonight is my last time to spend time with him for quite a while. I was set on him taking me and being able to spend Saturday and Sunday together that it just blindsided me.

I know the time will go by in the blink of an eye, and we will be communicating in so many ways made possible by technology. I've already told him I am going to facetime him (he doesn't like skype) twice a day everyday. His response? "No." Men... But, we have email, facetime, and lovely international stamps. Plus, with handy apps on our phones I can even text him over wifi. So, there will be plenty of communication.

Not to mention that I have already made some friends who are au pairs in Madrid that I will spend some of my free time with. They seem like an awesome group of girls! I am excited to build friendships with these individuals who come from different parts of the world. How amazing is that?

Lots of couples do long distance for both short and long periods. Ours will be a short time apart. I just need to concentrate on that. It is a few months out of the hundreds that we will have together. It helps I think to look at it like that. It also helps that he is being incredibly supportive of me. I truly appreciate that.  And, as some of the girls were saying: distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Sorry for this emotional little post dear reader. I feel better now though. Writing, it is very therapeutic.