September 2
It’s hasn’t been two days, but I’m beginning to believe that you truly do discover quite a bit about yourself studying in a foreign country. My friends always told me that they really “found themselves,” or “became a whole different person,” on their semester abroad. I often snickered to myself and maintained that those comments were as pretentious as they were stupid. I would still make that claim, but after a few days around Granada I make the claim without the cynicism and sarcasm. It’s very early, but I have a funny feeling I’m going to gain a whole boatload of insight into how I respond to adversity, how I derive value from my relationships, and a lot more. For better or for worse, I think I’ll get a broader and more accurate picture on those topics and a whole host of others.
Quick side note: the entry about my first day in Granada was written a few days after the fact. After reading it, I think it has a weird 3rd person omniscient quality, which is totally lame. But I was getting over the whole “woe is me” phase and I was too profoundly whiny and depressed to start the arduous task of spewing out my thoughts, so deal with it.
Adios,
Erik
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