Internet at home!

After futile efforts, I bought a wireless card at a shop on my street for 20 euros ( about $27). Now, I have Internet at home. I compare the feeling to riding a bike for the first time. So cliche, I know.

Anyway, here's the post that I wrote last night. I'm going to split it up so it's not as daunting. Enjoy.

After talking to my parents for a while and trying unsuccessfully to get Internet in my apartment here, I figured I’d just do it all the American way. This involves typing and thinking in English and listening to American music (Porcupine Tree for now). At 10:30 p.m. Sunday, this is the first time I’ve listened to my iPod and switched to a true American lifestyle. I’m proud I made it this far.

But you don’t want to hear about my American lifestyle, so I’ll just get right to the point. I am happy and healthy in Seville, Spain, eating, exercising, and getting lost as usual. Fortunately, my roommate Ben knows how to get around, so he has really helped. Last night I was out on the town, hopping across bars, which isn’t exactly my brand of vodka. So here are my more travel-oriented goals while I’m here: go to a soccer game; attend a bullfight; visit Barcelona, Italy, Morocco and a whole slew of other places; and get into some salsa or really any kind of Spanish dancing. I’m sure this list will change and grow, but for now it is what it is. Let me break down my life here.