I AM HOME

I AM HOME AND I AM EATING EASY MAC (It's still Kraft.. I'll get my real Kraft Mac&Cheese sometime soon).

But this will be my actual last post. Let me just update you on what's gone on since my last post.

After breakfast I told Soraya THAT WAS MY LAST BREAKFAST. And she laughed and was like RACHEL DONT SAY THAT THAT SOUNDS BAD. IT'S JUST YOUR LAST BREAKFAST HERE.

SAID GOODBYE TO HOST PARENTS AND ABUELA. My abuela called me SUCH a good person and gave me a big hug and told me to go well in life hehe. And Fernando-padre gave me his Facebook info. And I got big hugs from Soraya, who helped me with my suitcases!

Took the taxi with Brett to the Airport and we passed el Huevo de Colon.. Fernando had told Alison and I about it but I NEVER IMAGINED HOW ENORMOUS IT WOULD BE.

So freakin BIG. This is very near where Colon left for el Nuevo Mundo :)

THEN we had our flight from Sevilla to Madrid which was fine, sat with Brett and WE HAD OUR GOODBYE at the Madrid airport but he lives close so no pasa nada.

THEN as I was going to wait in line for the Madrid to JFK flight, I go up to give my ticket to the guy, and he looks at it and (in Spanish) says 'Oh, you were in Sevilla? So you speak Spanish?' and I laughed and said 'Si, más o menos..' and he smiled and was like How long were you there for? And I said since September.. and blhaalhahl and then he looked back at my ticket and was like 'Well, RAQUEL.. Raquel, no Rachel, si?' and THAT MADE ME SO HAPPY and I SAID SI. And yeah, just happiness.

THE FLIGHT WAS ANOTHER THING. IT WAS TOO LONG AND I DIDNT SLEEP. But I'm home, it's over.

Oh my god there was a drunk gay man on the plane.. apparently he had charmed the crew enough that they kept giving him free wine.. and he was STUMBLING out of the plane and yelling and flirting and swearing like crazy. AND THEN HE STARTED TALKING TO ANNE AND I about how he was AMERICAN and just so drunk and didn't care anymore and wanted to be in California and then he was like BY THE WAY IM GAY I HOPE THAT'S OKAY and we were like of course .. and he said the Italians tried to cut off his finger for being gay?! Oh he was just a mess. So much yelling. And then he gave us his work card so we could email him and become facebook friends and he was like I'LL GIVE YOU SO MANY CONNECTIONS WITH GOOD PEOPLE.

So lulzy.

But yeah, so now I'm home. My family met me.. I HAD TO GET ALL MY BAGS BY MYSELF (three.. awk..) but at least it wasn't too far to walk to meet them! And I got a big hug and Lena made me a sign even though she said she wouldn't!

And yeah.. home.. lots of unpacking to do.. allergies already acting up..

Man, I have really really loved doing this blog. Never in my life did I dream of getting so into it, and I am SOOO glad I did. This is a memory I will cherish forever. Might even make a coffee-table book out of it!

I guess that's all, Sevilla. 

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