life is a bowl of zucchini soup

There it was. Sitting right in front of me. Green, viscous and infiltrated by mysterious evergreen particles... my dinner. A steamy bowl of yum, zucchini soup.

Well if you know me at all you know this is enough to send me running for the hills. If it it doesn't contain bread or American cheese, chances are I don't like it. But these are the times in life to expand my boundaries, so I went for it - and you'll be glad to know I finished the whole bowl and I'm still alive to tell the tale. It was actually really pretty good.

Spain has been such a crazy adventure. I've been here only a few days but I already feel natural here, except for when our group of 30 people walks around together in our backpacks and blatantly American clothing hahaha. Today I found the cutest little Spanish Thai restaurant called "Bangkok Thai". Yes, I know it's not really authentic spanish cuisine, but I was craving some chicken and fried rice. It was a cute little place set up in one of the shops near the el Sol and Opera area. For 11 euros, you got an appetizer, a dinner, dessert and a drink. Chances are- I will be back. The only setback was after I proudly ordered my meal in Spanish, the guy looks at me and goes "Okay, thankyou". Whomp. Oh well, I'm pretty sure I'm never going to be able to make myself pass for Spanish with my hair.

Tomorrow we have our last day of classes for the week, and then we are off to Salamanca for the weekend. I can't wait to see what is in store for us there!

This trip has definitely thrown me out of my comfort zone, but I think we all need that sometimes in life. You don't know what you have until it's gone - and this only makes me appreciate life at home that much more.

You have to live a little - sometimes life is just a bowl of zucchini soup.