I’m in the final three months of my Erasmus program. I’m in November, and it’s nice to be able to get out in just a jacket. Until this point, I had been going about asking things like “how hot can a city get?” Fortunately, the winter months have arrived. But I have to admit that the culture shock of not having a heating systems in the house I still haven’t gotten over. I start the day by making my Spanish-style coffee while listening to Spanish music in the morning. But probably the thing I miss the most is the Turkish breakfast. And my Thracian genes need a strong coffee.. (we will meet its soon)
However, when I return to my homeland, I will miss the siesta’s comfort greatly. Another change is that I never had a habit of eating bread before. I started eating bread in Spain. I have to give up this habit. There are different kinds of breads and I became addicted over time.
I got to see the Sagrada Familia, which is one of the first things that comes to mind when people think of Spain. This is incredible…
Every day is different. Every morning, I don’t know what I’m going to see or what I’m going to do. As I sat down and wrote it down, I realized how difficult it is to describe a typical day. It surprises me over and over again every day. Every minute, there is so much going on. But one thing is certain: I don’t want to change anything about my day.