I have largely abandoned my blog since moving home from Spain in March, and I don’t really have anything to say about this, except … Oops! I never imagined how fast life could change. We left Spain on March 10, with two overloaded suitcases apiece and crossed our fingers we’d get a nice ticketing agent, which—miracle of miracles—indeed we did! There were no extra fees for out slightly overweight suitcases, and we arrived safely on U.S. soil, full of hopes and expectations and uncertain ideas of how our lives would pan out. Okay, we were really just anxious about the next month or so and if it would take forever to find a job. For the moment, we’d be living with my parents.
It’s interesting to think about the whole “living with your parents” thing, because Spaniards would not blink at an eye at this scenario. It’s only natural, of course, that we would choose to shack up with my mom and dad until we find jobs and, subsequently, a place of our own! Claro! But, upon talking to a former-classmate-turned-restaurant-server at a local watering hole, I found that my fellow Americans (ahem) were far more likely to reassure us that, yeah, it’s odd and it kind of sucks, but we’d find something soon, and we’d be out of there quick! It was almost as if they expected us to feel ashamed of living with my parents, when I felt nothing of the sort, having just lugged my whole life in four suitcases, two backpacks that weighed as though we’d packed them with bricks, and a pair of “personal items” that were frankly too large to be considered personal by anyone’s standards. I brushed off this condescension (unintentional as it might have been) and tried to think positive thoughts.
As our luck and gumption would have it, Mario soon found a job in Indiana’s capital, not far from my hometown. Once we ascertained where we’d be living, I started to look for jobs in the area … And again, I was lucky enough to find a position within a few weeks! I have to admit that it felt, again, like nothing short of a miracle.
By June, we were moved into a new apartment, and it felt as though we’d had a joint midlife crisis, as we purchased new everything: a sofa, a dining room table, a computer, a desk, a bookshelf, a king-size lovely comfortable bed set, and even a new car.
And life the last few weeks (how it it August already?!) has been full of summer fun: outdoor concerts, picnics, beer drinking under the stars, trying new restaurants, and just generally enjoying all the things Indiana summers have to offer, mosquitoes included. Some pictures for the two of you still reading … Oh yeah, and a visit to see our good Spanish-American couple friends in Chicago!
As you can see, Mario has adapted quite well to the culture, though we failed at getting him the traditional Old Navy American Flag shirt. The Target knockoff had to do in a pinch.