Home Again :)

I'm Home!
I just flew in yesterday! It was a loooooong flight. Malaga-New York JFK-Atlanta-Jacksonville
What was interesting was that the first thing I saw that really made me feel that "home at last" feeling was the sight of a football field from my plane into New York. Weird, right?

You know what was really weird, though? The food on the plane! Okay, first.... some sort of lunch meal. I gt a choice between chicken and spaghetti. Since the chicken hadn't tasted to good on the way over, I went for the spaghetti. It was an Alfredo-based sauce that had some tomatoes and onions spread around in it too. No meat. The two women sitting next to me both got vegetarian meals. Fish. Now I don't know how much of a choice they had in their meal, I would assume they had none besides that general "vegetarian or not" choice,  but some vegetarians eat fish, some do not. Furthermore, since MY meal was definitely meatless, what is wrong with NOT having a separate Vegetarian meal and instead just letting them choose the Spaghetti option over chicken?
Okay, okay. Weird but just a fluke, right?
When we were closer to New York, though, we got some more food.  Again, they brought out all the vegetarian options..... some tofu looking thing, and then everyone else's food (there were no options). Mini pizzas. Mini CHEESE pizzas. In case you don't understand the point I am trying to make here, let me stress again that they were Mini cheese, MEATLESS pizzas. Seriously? I am not sure why vegetarians would have a problem with that. What was especially funny, was that both the women beside me seemed to be of the same opinion, gazing longingly at my (also vegetarian meals) while they ate theirs.

Enough with the airplane stories, though... I am both happy to be home, and sad that I am not in Spain.
I didn't really have good internet the last few days I was in the country, so let me outline what happened for you quickly:

After the program was officially ended, the students all went their separate ways. We did have fun at that last dinner, by the way (which, just to let you know, Monique did NOT show up at). The next morning after that, I packed all my stuff up and headed with Haven to a nearby hostile. She is staying there for a week or more, but I only had a couple extra nights. The Hostel was up above the Alhambra...which involves trekking up steep hills, by the way with all of our luggage. The Hostel was nice, though not air conditioned, and had a roof-top pool. At dusk, music would play from the Alhambra and Haven and I would watch the sun set while bats flew around in the sky. It was great! So those were my last days in Spain!

I'm home again, and like I said, I am both happy and sad. I can't wait to get back to UCF, though, and hang with all the Granada buddies that will be in my Spanish classes! :)