Some nice things about being home:
- Bagels and creamcheese
- Sushi
- Pedicures
- Movies in English without subtitles
- Limewire (not that I use Limewire, so please don't sue me)
- You realize how close everything you walk to is since you never walk for longer than 5 minutes
- You hear about celebrity gossip pretty much as it happens instead of a week later/by word of mouth (e.g. Jamie Lynn Spears)
- You can have actual phone conversations on your cell phone (instead of the usual 50 euro cent/minute quick calls)
- Hamburgers are made out of beef, not ham
Some less nice things about being home:
- Listening to your family fight and actual meaning it (instead of Spain where the only yelling you hear is between people on the street and it's all in good fun).
- Getting asked how Spain is going every 30 seconds by a different friend of my parents.
- Having access to a car but needing to ask when I can use it constantly.
- Cafe con leche is never an option so you end up with a minimum of 12 ounces of milky coffee (I know, I know, I complained about this before I left, but it sucks now).
- Having to do favors for your family instead of Spain life where you only really have to do things for yourself.
- Can't go to bars, so you end up sitting around either at home or in the homes of your friends - totally sober.
- Hearing about things going on in Spain and not being able to participate.
- Becoming incredibly high strung from too much stimulation.
- Knowing that I'm going to be getting on 6 separate planes in the next couple weeks - including the really long flight back to Europe.
It's good to be back though, don't get me wrong. Only right now my house is being remodeled so I get to listen to incessant banging right above my bed. Last night my bed was covered in ceiling chips from the re-flooring happening above me. At least I get good food, though.
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