Siesta

It's almost 3pm and I just woke up. And yesterday, I woke up after 4pm. Needless to say my sleeping hours are way screwed up. After the big party on Friday night I stayed in last night to finally finish unpacking everything and get my room organized. I got in bed around 2am but couldn't turn my brain off long enough to go to sleep. My new problem: I can't stop thinking in Spanish! This is only a problem when I want and need to go to sleep but instead I'm trying to remind myself of the new words I learned or go over important phrases. Fortunately, the siesta is alive and well here in Spain. From 1-4pm everyday, all of the shops and business close except the hospital/doctor for people to go home or to a bar or restaurant and eat a big lunch and take a nap if the want. It makes total sense considering here we don't eat dinner until ten (however I have been mostly eating in my apartment so I have been eating a little earlier), and for the most part classes don't start until 11. So my biggest task in addition to the actual language is the getting used to the schedule. Yesterday I went to El Corte Ingles, which is a huge department store that's 6 or 7 floors. The have everything you could need, except maybe a car. It was really cool to see that basically everything you could ever want or expect to find in America is in this one store. Like a Macy's on steroids. Today I am going to venture out for the first time without my roommates to see if I can find my way around. There are no street signs and the city is big and beautiful, lots to be distracted by. Adios!