Things can only get better...

So after a stressful, and tearful day I must say that I think it ended very well.

It started very early in the morning when I had to get up for orientation. The orientation was pointless and not worth my time but whatever. After orientation I came back to the apartment with my room mates and ate some lunch and then we all lied down to take a nap. Well, I couldn't sleep. I was too stressed about my luggage.

I had called the airport last night and they said that my bags should be landing around 8 pm but this was after the delivery service stopped for the night so I wouldn't get them till tomorrow. I checked at my programs main center today (that's where its getting dropped off) and there was no luggage to be found. Great. Another day in these stinking clothes. I called the airport about 3 times and the man kept telling me that the bags are still in London. He probably didn't like when I called because every time I got an attitude with him and said "Well I was told they were here last night. Where are they and why aren't they here yet?!" I finally had to resort to using good old dad. Trying to explain through tears how annoyed I was and how I didn't know what to do anymore, dad said he would help. I decided I needed to do something to cheer me up.

SHOPPING! I mean I did NEED clothes for tonight and tomorrow. So I went shopping, alone, yes mom, alone. Don't worry it was in the afternoon and only two blocks away. I turned on my iPod and went. I found everything I needed to get through the next two days, three cute tops and a pair of jeans and so I can fit in with the locals, a pair of boots and a scarf. I felt a lot better. I felt empowered for walking around Barcelona by myself and being able to talk a little Spanish to get what I wanted. In the mean time dad called and said that they confirmed my luggage was in Barcelona. Finally! I'll get it tomorrow. Unless they lied again.

After I got back from shopping we had a barrio (neighborhood) tour with our RA. It was lame and boring and I still don't know where stuff is really. I'll learn better by just trying to get to places on my own. Tomorrow some of my room mates and I are just going to walk around our barrio (Learn Spanish and read my blog ha ha) and find things. Like a new pillow! The pillows they gave us feel like they shoved twenty cotton balls into a cottonish bag. Awful.

I need to get going, were going out tonight to a party with pretty much all the Study Abroad students in Barcelona. I'm excited to actually be going out and meeting people. AND in my new outfit. :) It can only get better...