Wrong Turn?!?
Last Night's Dream:
I board my plane for Spain. It touches down. I get directions from a program director and head to my apartment. I suddenly realize that I am in Colombia, NOT Spain. Oops. Silly me, wrong country. Haha. How silly. Geez, this is funny. LOL.
I have full-blown panic attack. How the fuck did I get here??!!? I am comforted when I see the familiar faces of two of my good friends, Ricardo and Francisco, who are Colombian and, thankfully, are visiting home at the time. They show me around Colombia. Colombia begins to look exactly like the US(strange, I know). There are american-type malls with American stores and Amercian restaurants EVERYWHERE. No beautiful countryside like I have seen in pictures Ricardo has shown me of his family's estate. Hmmm...I don't like it here, I might as well be at home! I think to myself, "At least I can learn spanish here, right?" Nope, everyone speaks American english. Poopey.
*mmmeeppp mmmeeepp mmmmeeeppp* <---(Alarm sounds, dream ends)
*phew*
no, DOUBLE phew!
I board my plane for Spain. It touches down. I get directions from a program director and head to my apartment. I suddenly realize that I am in Colombia, NOT Spain. Oops. Silly me, wrong country. Haha. How silly. Geez, this is funny. LOL.
I have full-blown panic attack. How the fuck did I get here??!!? I am comforted when I see the familiar faces of two of my good friends, Ricardo and Francisco, who are Colombian and, thankfully, are visiting home at the time. They show me around Colombia. Colombia begins to look exactly like the US(strange, I know). There are american-type malls with American stores and Amercian restaurants EVERYWHERE. No beautiful countryside like I have seen in pictures Ricardo has shown me of his family's estate. Hmmm...I don't like it here, I might as well be at home! I think to myself, "At least I can learn spanish here, right?" Nope, everyone speaks American english. Poopey.
*mmmeeppp mmmeeepp mmmmeeeppp* <---(Alarm sounds, dream ends)
*phew*
no, DOUBLE phew!