i see london, i see france

Hola desde Espana! I have been in Spain for almost 24 hours now, and it has already been a blast. Not without a few issues though- I told yall I would have some stories for you.

So we made it through Dulles no problem - in fact it was easy, too easy... After 8 hours of old people coughing, strange airplane food and so little leg space that a five year old would be squished we arrived in London. We thought everything would be tea and crumpets from here, but little did we know we had to go through security again. Well, if you know me you know that I always find a way to overcomplicate my life without even meaning to do so, and this was no exception. Silly, silly me left my quart-size bag of liquids in my backpack instead of taking it out and putting it in the bin separately. Obviously, this is a criminal offense.

When I saw my backpack pulled off to the side for extra-screening, I figured there wouldn't be much to it. But instead, I got questioned. "Are there any liquids in this bag?" to which I replied confused "There shouldn't be" because I had not yet realized I never took them out. So, the oh so chipper (heavy sarcasm) TSA agent emptied the contents of my backpack and held up my bag of liquids. Immediately I apologized and told her I did not realize that I had forgotten to take them out, to which she proceeded to lecture me on lying and insinuated that I knew that I had them in my backpack all along because they were all together in my allowed quart-size bag. With a dirty look, she told me she would have to take them to the side for testing. Luckily, I came out alive with no awkward pat downs and have never been more grateful to have my contact solution and toothpaste safe and sound with me.

But enough of the debbie downer talk, where is the good stuff? Well, when I finally found my flat after knocking on pretty much every door in the building (spanish flats are poorly labelled) the door was finally opened by my beaming Spanish mother. For the first meal, she made us spaghetti with salad and bread (which I was very thankful for given that it wasn't some weird food) but for dessert she made us the most amazing sugary waffle with chocolate fudge and whipped cream that I think I have ever had in my life. The best part, it was warm, fresh out of the oven.

I have so much more to tell, but I want to avoid turning this post into a novel. More to come tomorrow, or possibly even tonight!

Hasta luego mis amores...