My first few days

Hola Amigos!
Well, I want to let everyone know that I have made it safely to Spain! I have been traveling for four days, and in Valladolid for three days and eagerly await my luggage. I love it here, but honestly I have been having a very difficult time everyday consisting of many adventures which I won't bore you with at the moment. Some of my difficulties include that I have been wearing and sleeping in the same shirt, pants, sock, etc. for four days. Today mi Mama Espanola (the lady i live with who is darling) let me borrow a sweater and scarf, so I am rocking the grandma style! I have been washing my hair/face/self with her body wash each night, and promptly go to bed without brushing my hair, seeing as it as well is in my suitcase. But despite my appearance, I have been making a lot of good friends and have truly been enjoying the city, when I am not lost in it.
I will fill you in on my first day of travel very quickly. I took three planes and ended in Madrid accompanied by my good friends Kelsey and Madelyn whom I met en route. Cuando llegabamos, Kelsey and I didn’t get our luggage which made us miss the 3 hour bus ride from Madrid to Valladolid with all our classmates. After three hours in the airport, We were told we need to take the metro, then the bus. After the metro, We found a bus and as we began to board, he told us we need to walk half a mile to get our tickets. We ran as quickly as possible through the crowds and got out tickets and returned with just a minute to spare. As we boarded feeling very assured for once, he told us our bus was full. He pointed to a different bus and we boarded. After our 3 hour ride, we arrived at the station and called our families at half past midnight. Mi mama Espanola told me that she lived close and I should walk. I was scared and my friends didn’t want me to, but the taxi man said it was close. As I turned my first corner, I was confronted with a bum peeing. I was completely lost, my friends gone, no phone, no numbers, freezing alone in the dark city of which I was unfamiliar. I tried not to cry but I was very very tired. Finalmente, after asking directions from two hotel lobby people, and ringing two door bells of sleeping people, I found home!
Since then, I have gotten lost many more times, and although each time seems very hopeless, it turns out well and I know God is trying teach me something, if it’s only patience.
I can honestly say that this is the mst wonderful and beautiful city I have ever experienced and love everything about it. I will try and write soon, perhaps even make a blog which will allow those interested to be updated at their own will.

Que te vayas con Dios, (y yo tambien)
Amy

Toda la comida esta llena de aciete, y me duele la estomega pero no se come decirle.... jajaja