0 Days To Go...I'm Here Already!

Hey guys, 

I arrived in Girona this morning after a stupidly early morning flight. Didn't get much sleep last night really on account of being wide awake and not knowing whether I would oversleep or not. In the end I decided to get some sleep or I would not be able to make the journey as well. Needless to say, I was searched at the airport...as I always am. The flight was alright, no major qualms with it apart from the size of the seats, but then that's what I got for flying with Ryan Air. Other than that, it was a nice flight and the captain was Irish, which is always a plus! Had a little laugh too when an older lady behind me said, "So, it's ten to ten in English money then?" Haha, bless. 

When I got to Girona, I was lucky in that I was the first one to get their suitcase, so I was off and talking to the information lady within minutes of landing. I decided that I should start speaking Spanish straight away or I'd just get even more worried about being here. The Information Lady appeared to be suitably impressed that I had asked in Spanish, and went on to jabber away at me in Spanish. I contented myself with the fact that I mostly understood her and got two maps out of her. 

The thing I loved the most about today was that to get from the airport in Girona to the town centre, we had to get a coach. Air conditioning, yes! Whilst I had been waiting for the coach to leave, I met two nice English people on their way to the coast for a bit of a holiday. Didn't have many photo opportunities on the coach, but I did snap a picture of a Giraffe for one of my Best Friend's. She's a slight Giraffe nut, you could say. Not entirely sure what the shop was for, I just noticed the Giraffe. I wonder if they invited it into their loft or not?




I made it in one piece from the coach to the second bus after some wandering around and asking several people how to get to where I wanted to be. Then, I ended up at the wrong halls, which was a little funny. The guy there didn't speak English so I couldn't get my point across to well for him, but we attempted French and Spanish and then spoke to his boss, and got to the right place in the end. He was nice. 

I got into the right Residencia after a fair walk up not so steep hill, but in 29 degrees and dragging a suitcase, not so ideal for me. When I arrived and sorted stuff, they showed me to my room in my flat. I'm sharing with two Italian girls, and another girl who I haven't seen yet. I shall update on that when I'm in the know. 

This is how I decided the unpacking should go. 

I've decided to stick to the thing I told Cazz. I'm not going to eat crisps while I'm here. If you know me at all, you will realise how much of a big thing that is for me. Punishing myself even more it seems. I'm trying to be really healthy while I'm here though, so I can be the way I want to be next year. 

So, we have no toaster here and no over. Just the microwave and the cooking rings. That being the case, and me not having known this before I went shopping for food...I had to improvise my toast idea, and attempted to make fried bread/toast with ham and cheese on. It didn't turn out too badly, I guess. 

What, with one thing and another today, I'm finding myself absolutely shattered. So it could be before 10 when I go to sleep. Tomorrow I can really explore then, and buy myself some towels! And then I'll have a chance to actually meet with people. 

While I was unpacking, I found a note from my other Best Friend and it made me smile, because I'd known she was writing it in a weird way. It was nice for me to find it when I needed it. On the subject of needing things, my Best Friend from home gave me lots of presents to bring with me, I was thankful that the one I know to be chocolate did not melt!


It's been a great day, and I'd love for it to have more greatness, but I'm too tired to move. Sleep is much needed, so until tomorrow, ciao! :) x