Hola de Espana!

So I am about as cracked out as cracked out can be. The only sleep I've had in the last 24 hours was 2 hours on the plane and an hour and a half in the train station. But I met up with Ceci! Which made me feel a lot better. So did her snazzy blazer. And I ate a de-LACIOUS sandwich de jamon serrano. Yummy in my tummy. I've got 2 hours till my 5-hour train to San Sebastian, at which point I will be showing up at the restaurant around 10pm to find the person who will take me to my apartment...? Hopefully.

I just wanna be settled and not vagabonding. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...

I've also had my first homesickness pains. And I miss my gypsyfish. Stay tuned, hopefully the next post will be from my actual apartment that actually exists...

Amuse Bouche

So here I am, blogging the first entry in this delicious, nutritious blog. I'm here in my parents' family room watching Superbad, enjoying a glass of Tempranillo and some organic dark chocolate. I leave for Spain (Basque Country, to be specific) in T-minus 16 hours.

SHIT.
Like, HOLY shit.

In all honesty, I am hella nervous. Mostly for speaking Spanish in the kitchen. And understanding it when it's spoken to me at a very fast rate. During the dinner rush. But I'm a fast learner and a hard worker and a decent guy and I think that altogether I'll be okay. I just want to learn as much as I can and fill my head with good stuff so that when I come back I can set myself apart. And that's all I'ma blog for now: a tasty little taste.

Chow,
J