Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.

— Mahatma Ghandi

Often times, the firsts are the hardest part. It was a week before the classes started when I moved to Madrid. At the airport, I was welcomed with open arms and a friendly smile by my host couple. They live in a chalet 30 minutes away from the center. They provided me with a big room that has a private bathroom along with new set of toiletries and towels. They toured me around the city, taught me how to get around by taking the metro and how to go back and forth from school to home. They also got me a new sim card with a data plan. I could say I just got so lucky and that’s what I hear from them too everyday.

First Day of Class

I went out early to make sure that whatever happens I wouldn’t be late. And as it happened I was the first among all auxiliares who came in. Initially I was hesitant if I had to wait for someone or what not. And since it was cold outside, I decided to get in anyway. It was a mixed emotion of excitement and nervousness.