I would sooner be a foreigner in Spain than in most countries. How easy it is to make friends in Spain! -George Orwell
Living within the suburbs of New York City, I wholeheartedly believed I was up to the challenge of navigating Spain. To my surprise, however, Madrid is unlike any other city I have ever been to. As the capital of a vastly diverse country, Madrid is home to a multitude of museums, parks, and cafes. In fact, during my daily walks to class, the towering Royal Palace of Madrid fills my gaze, as well as the robust statue of Don Quijote in Plaza de España.
Although I had only taken one semester of Spanish previously, my knowledge of the language is improving rather quickly. This is due in part to my loving “host-mom.” As a native of Madrid, Señora Soto does not speak English; however, she does her best to teach my roommates and I the language and culture of the region. By way of illustration, prior to traveling to Toledo and Valencia, my host-mom made sure I understood the climate, landscape, and gastronomy of both cities.
Additionally, I am discovering the people of Spain are incredibly friendly and generous. Oftentimes, whether in the Mercado de San Miguel or touring the Museo del Prado, I catch myself speaking to locals. Despite a slight language barrier, all are intrigued by my eagerness to learn and have dedicated small bits of their time to teach me new words. Ultimately, I am grateful for those teachings, as well as the sites seen, foods eaten, and friends made throughout these last 3 weeks.
