so some of you may be wondering what amanda has been up to because no one has heard from me since i left, well lets see i was too busy freaking OUT to call anyone. basically heres how it went, wasnt really nervous about going when i got on the plane because hey ive been to spain before i know enough spanish to get around or order food at a resturant so im set. then i get off the plane, and i realize holy crap im going to be here for 4 months, crap i dont know anyone, crap im going to be living by myself. so i freakout. i ran to the bathroom to get a hold of myself then a guy named raul who was are leaizon to spain (sp?) was there to pick us up awesome i feel better. NOT, clearly by his demeanor someone had made him come get us, ive never seen anyone check his watch so many times. so me and phillip were in the car then we were like wait what about justin? the other guy, he was supposed to be here an hour ago. so we couldnt find him, and raul wasnt waiting, so we were forced to LEAVE him at the airport with no phone, no money, and no way to get where he was going. great. so raul basically kicks phillip out of the moving car onto the street and then he takes me to where im supposed to live and does the same. so after seeing the georgous picture in the email they sent me i am super excited and i waltz right into the main building like "luuucccyyy im hooommmeee" only to realize that the picture they sent me was of an elementary school, and im standing right in the hallway of it....so i wander around with my enormous ammount of luggage, and carlos the director finds me and yells for me to follow him. so he shows me around and the takes me all the way to the very back of the complex to this tinnnyy building that looks like a dungeon and hands me the keys, the he helps me with my luggage reluctantly and by the time we all reach the top floor we are out of breath and he is staring at me like im retarted. so i go to my tiny room and my roommate rosario greets me and i begin to freak out some more. then they all leave and im alone in the room, alone in spain, and have no food and no euros because its the weekend and the banks are closed. yea i was freaking out. i go down to try and eat but the food tastes like...ALFONSO food, yea thats right i think they shipped it right from cbu to my plate it was disgusting. so over the next two days i get lonlier and lonlier and more and more miserable, i cant get in touch with justin and phillip because there isnt a phone in the building, mine doesnt work, and the e-mail is slow so our e-mails are delayed. so by sunday night i asked my mom to put me on the next plane home. instead they sent me to my cousins house in valencia, to get over whatever stomach thing i have, get over jet lag, and figure out what the heck im going to do. oh yea and its been raining since i got here. super, not to mention for some reason im homesick, yea me amanda who has gone to 7 different countries in her lifetime is homesick. ive never ever been homesick. well i guess it gets the best of us sometimes.