Instagram

Ciudad de Artes y Ciencias, Valencia, España

City of Arts and Sciences


I know I haven't written in awhile, but in my defense, I honestly feel like I am doing so much and experiencing new things everyday, there is hardly a free moment to sit down and write! It just means I'm having a great time over here, so rest assured that I have fun and do something memorable everyday. Because of this, I get paranoid I will forget things so I keep a notepad in my purse to jot down things quickly throughout the day...yes I know it's a little excessive but I don't trust my memory. I'll provide a quick overview of what I've been doing with the group here accompanied with a picture to set the scene!


I guess it must be important to first state that I got stitches in Spain because I clearly can't handle Spanish knives. I admit the one I was using was no different than an American butter-knife, but for some odd reason fate wanted me to take a trip to the clinic that day. It should be mentioned that I probably will never hear the end of the fact that I cut myself on a dull butter-knife in the apartment kitchen, everyone finds it funny. I ran downstairs to the receptionist (who speaks only Spanish) and couldn't form the Spanish words in my head to tell her I was hurt, so I ended up just sticking my finger in her direction, to which she let out a little yelp. That was reassuring. So I ended up taking a taxi to the clinic into a room full of people who only spoke Spanish. I was laid on a table and wasn't really told what was being done to me. All I caught out of conversation was puntos, vacuna, doler, and cortar... which mean stitches, shot, to hurt, and to cut. Periodically when I wasn't really nervous I would ask "Como se dice?"and point to something and the doctor would let me know what it was. I took this experience as a great vocabulary lesson...when I wasn't thinking about how much I didn't want to be stabbed with another needle. Although the stitching up did hurt it was over in about 10 minutes, and I even made it back to my class at 3 o'clock. However, before my return to the center, the wonderful María, who works in the student service offices here and escorted me to the doctor, introduced me to my new favorite panadería (bakery) on our way back to catch a taxi. Here I found my favorite pastry called an "Ensaimada", aka the most delicious crescent roll bread, rolled into a spiral, and doused in powdered sugar.


Since the initial visit to the clinic, I've had to go back nearly 4 or 5 times for them to clean and change the bandage, and eventually have the stitches removed. I looking past all the annoying taxi fees, I really did like riding to a new part of town during the week and seeing things I wouldn't normally see around our location near the Torres de Serranos and the old city. On my route to the clinic I would drive past the    fútbol stadium, la Universidad de Valencia campus, and other sites. I also never failed to stop by that phenomenal panadería "Pan Estellés" each time I went to the doctor and bought myself an ensaimada with no regrets. When in Spain and you have stitches in your pinky, eat ensaimadas.

One of the first things I haven't reported on yet was visiting the famous City of Arts and Sciences in Valencia. I almost feel like I need another day to visit again and get more pictures. When we are in groups it's hard for me to stay at a subject for awhile and get a better shot because everyone is moving so quickly. We walked in and had a few minutes to explore an area that had many different science experiments and fun hands on activities. This included a great mini show inside of a closed off room where a spanish robot talked to us about the solar system, which I found hilarious. Then we all proceeded to go watch a dolphin show, which was the highlight of my day, considering I hadn't seen dolphins since Sea World in 1997. After the dolphins flipped, jumped, and waved goodbye to us, we explored the aquarium and saw everything from penguins and jellyfish to walruses and beluga whales. There was also a really cool exhibit where you walk through a tunnel that is underneath a giant shark, stingray, and other assorted fish tank. This included a fish called the Sunfish which I thought had to be the most hideous fish ever, google it if you must. It looked like it was straight out of Jurassic Park. I would love another day to visit this main attraction of Valencia. The futuristic look of the entire building the the surrounding monuments was amazing and unlike anything I've ever seen. Our group was very large and there were some brief moments for photography but sometimes I couldn't switch settings fast enough. I think I could have taken better pictures if I spent a good amount of time there, so hopefully this means a trip back for me!

Back end of City of Arts and Sciences





Read more

Torres de Serranos y Calle Serranos, Valencia, España

Torres de Serranos

My time here in Valencia has already been amazing, and it has only been the first week. The trip getting here wasn't as amazing however, Hannah and I underestimated that eight hour plane ride and made the mistake of not taking one large Tylenol PM. We had fun trying to eat during the turbulence and had laughing fits trying to put the food in our mouths while the plane rocked back and forth. Jealous of the woman passed out next to us (for the entire eight hours might I add) we were forced to switch back and forth between Die Hard, Curb Your Enthusiasm, 30 Rock, and the Lion King, which I watched twice. As a result of no legitimate sleep, we tried to nap on a bench in Zurich, Switzerland waiting for another flight in four hours, and I became very paranoid someone would steal everything I had. The next flight took us to Valencia, finally, and I couldn't keep my eyes off the window as we soared over the coast and down into the airport. I got off and prayed that my luggage wasn't lost and thankfully it wasn't. I was honestly feeling three major things after I got off that plane, met new people, and headed onto the bus to the study center. I felt anxious, lethargic (to the point of not being able to open my eyes to introduce myself), and nervous. The step off the bus and into the study center made everything real for the first time. More than the packing (which I did horribly), multiple plane rides, and constant reassurance by classmates who have already been to Valencia that these three months were going to be the time of my life. I had been waiting for that moment, I just wish I was in a better mood once I realized it! A quick shower immediately after I met my roommate and threw my stuff to the ground changed everything and I felt like a new person.


The students and teachers I meet are so nice and welcoming. After the initial "Hello my name is Kristina, with a K" to everyone I meet, the orientation meetings began and made me even more thrilled. Everyone seems so excited to be there and they never fail to remind you: "these will be the best 3 months of your life". Hearing it and living it are two different things, and I'm glad the time has come to live the Valencian life and appreciate my experience. I already feel like I am accustomed to the layout of the city (after walking for hours on end during Las Rebajas) and I am getting better and more comfortable using my Spanish out in public. Occasionally I run into a speedbump and have no idea how to say something, like trying to ask what a store's "return policy" was on their clothing. It always works out in the end though! Also, I continue to make the mistake of shaking someone's hand when I meet them instead of kissing them on the cheek. I have fun keeping count as to how many blondes I can find besides me, the tally is very low at the moment. More cultural differences to come I'm sure...


Paul, Hannah, and I stumbled upon a group of Jacksonville people and we all get along very well. Each person you meet seems to have a connection to you in some way or another. The biggest connection of all though is that you all are studying abroad in Valencia together and sharing the best 3 months of your life. I don't care if it sounds lame...it's true. So far I almost have all the names down, I know everybody in my apartment and I'm starting to get the hang of things like the best hangouts, restaurants, shopping hot spots and more. I can't believe a week has already gone by in this amazing city. I look forward to reporting about everything else that happens in my 3 months here!


Calle Serranos
Read more
Powered by Blogger.
 

Kristina Morris Photography Design by Insight © 2009