So the other day i'm home... and someone knocks at the door.
I answer it, to find a security alarm salesman.
Pretty young guy, i would say early 20's...
I let him give his pitch.
Then I let him know, i'm not the decision maker in this house about things like that.
Security guy: Oh well, when will that person be home?
Me: My aunt will be home past 9p.
Security guy: oh... well... can i ask you one more question??
Me: sure what's up?
Security guy: I'm really thirsty after walking door to door in this hot weather, If you can spare some water?
Me: No problem.
(i had JUST bought a new case of bottled water, perfect timing for this guy)

after handing him the water he then proceeds to ask...

Security guy: So how old are you anyways?
Me: 29
Security guy: oh deng~!
Hey but you still got it! you be lookin real good.
(looking me up and down... *yuck*)
Me: Thanks??

i didn't know whether to take that as a insult or compliment?!
He pretty much said DENG YOU'RE OLD! straight to my face...
Sometimes i forget... 29 is old!?!? hahaha
i still feel the same... why does the number change things?

BUT... when i see the little kids around me all grown up i realize the truth.
i must have aged if they have.
then i feel my parents... and i do feel old.
and i'm not even 30 yet... great....... LOL
(sorry for those of you who are older then me... reading this,
but ... i'm sure you all "still got it" as well! haha)

So I left Monday morning... and if any of you were awake at 6-7a it was pouring in LA.
Therefore my flight out of Los Angeles was delayed.
Got to Chicago, ran to the next gate to find out that i Missed my flight out to Madrid by 5 minutes!!!
(It was the ONLY flight that was ON TIME out of my WHOLE trip!!!)
So they redirected me to Germany.
From there I caught the flight out to Madrid.
And from there I was able to fly out to San Sebastian.

Only to find out they lost my luggage when I got here.
So now i'm stuck here with no clothes to change into.
Can't take a shower because i have no towels or bathroom stuff.

Then... i'm here... and EVERYONE speaks Spanish of course. LOL....
why couldn't i have at least took spanish in high school to help me out???
i share a room downstairs in the restaurant basement with 11 other people.
I think there are around 15 people here total.
But in TOTAL TOTAL ... the people here said there is about 50-60!
50-60 people in the kitchen. I can see how there will be lots of yelling going on.
They also warned me.... don't be too offended with all the yelling that goes on here.
The Chefs yell... it's normal. (think Hells kitchen??? Except in a language i don't even understand.)

Everyone understands each other here.... i'm the only non spanish speaker.
I have A LOT to LEARN! oh... did i mention there is only ONE other girl!? LOL
This is definitely going to be an interesting experience.

Wish me mucho luck~
I miss u all already.