So I'm sitting at my gate in Dulles and can't help but make silent judgments about the people around me. First off, today was full of packing and goodbyes. I'm good at the first, but terrible at the latter. That said, I think I was pretty good when my parents left me at the airport. I made my way through security, where I had to take up FOUR bins with all of my carry on stuff (backpack, computer, case, purse, small pillow...). After that, I took the tram to my gate where I took the escalator up a floor and was greeted by a wine bar like manna from Heaven. I debated for a bit if I wanted to give in to this temptation...a cute little Italian wine haven, or go sit at my gate for 3 hours (my flight is delayed). There was really no decision to make. I sat in a plush chair, pulled out my computer, ordered a lovely pinot grigio, and played an LATimes.com crossword puzzle. After my glass and winning the crossword, the waitress asked if I wanted anything else, hinting that if I didn't, I should leave. I took the subtle hint, having been in her position, bought a bottle of water, and moved to my gate.
Now I'm sitting here in a row of seats by the window that used to be empty but slowly passengers are arriving. A Spanish mom and teenage son just sat down across from me and confirmed my suspicion that I no longer know Spanish very well. Hm, I guess immersion truly is the best way to learn. Hopefully in a few months I'll be totally fluent...hopefully.
Next time I post, I'll be in España. I get into Madrid tomorrow afternoon and will probably have a lot of time to myself in my hostel. I foresee another post from there. But who knows, hopefully I'll be so busy with the city, blogging won't even enter my mind. Hasta luego!
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