Hot hot hot

Today it is hot. Before I left, whenever I'd tell someone that I was going to be in Spain for a month in August, they'd tilt their head to the side and give me a look that meant, 'Girl , are you crazy?" And they'd tell me how hot it gets in Spain that time of year, and I'd stand there and nod my head like I didn't know that the mediterannean was hot.

But until now, I didn't actually realize how hot 40 degrees celcius felt like. (They probably don't either.) And since we spent all of our time until now near the water, and now we're in the middle of the city, I feel like there is permanently sweat seeping from my pores. Oh well though, the view is sure worth it.

My Life in the Present

Right now it's night outside. I am located in probably the most beautiful place I will ever be. No that's not quite true, Canada is nice, but here is certainly beautiful.

I am on an exchange in a city called Gerona, in Spain, and I am about 7,000km away from my home at the moment. To some people that may be a little scary, but they don't have the family that I have to live with. They are truly amazing. The boy that I exchanged with came to Canada to live with me for the month of July, and now I'm here with his family for August. He keeps me calm and makes me feel protected, which is probably why I've enjoyed myself so much here. I'm glad that he's a futbol player because when we go to the discothecas, I have him and all his hunky friends to keep away the creeps. :)

My mother and father here are also amazing, they are so good together, young at heart and beautiful too. They are relaxed in many ways but also have raised two very strong and independant kids. My sister here is incredibly cute and very strong, because she is a gymnast. She is just like every other gymnast I've met, doesn't mind getting in the way, has no outward problems with her body, and is confident and strong for how little she is. I love them both and seeing them together makes me miss my little brother at home.

For 3 of my 4 weeks here, we stayed in an apartment in a small Romanic town called L'Escala. It is incredibly beautiful, and touristic. We swam every day and went snorkeling and boating in the crystal clear ocean. One of the best experiences of my life, and I nearly hyperventilated after getting in the water from the beauty of it all.

It seems almost surreal, being here. And at the same time, I'm not sure if I fully understand the gravity of the situation, the impact that this experience will have on my life. Maybe that's okay that I don't know exactly what will come of this right now. But I feel like I should be feeling more than just how beautiful it is here. That I should have emotion about the city and the people more than I have. That maybe I'm just running through my life right now with my eyes closed, seeing the landscape around me like a slideshow running through my mind. Maybe I'm overthinking all of this, but I'd rather not waste what time I have, because it slips away quickly, unknowingly, and suddenly, life isn't what it used to be.