My apologies for not posting for nearly a month (blimey that’s gone quick), it has been a very busy past couple of weeks. Since my last post I have really got stuck into studying here, immersing myself in my various subjects and realising just how hard accounting exams can be. I also visited Manchester for a week, as this was the flight that I had already paid for before I found the ridiculously cheap Ryanair one to East Midlands, whilst there I caught up with some very good friends of mine, and got the ball properly rolling on mine and Annabel’s property search, learning a few hard lessons along the way. A couple of days after returning to Almería, on the 18th May my friend Leigh arrived for a long weekend of general Almería hijinks. I spent the four days that he was here for showing him the various sights, meeting some of my friends from Uni whilst I cooked us a BBQ, and of course we went to several restaurants. Overall I like to think he had a good time (and apparently I’m a great tour guide).
My post isn’t so dramatic just to attract more readers to the blog, today has genuinely represented the beginning of the end of my time in Almería. My one to one Arabic classes finished today, gone will be all of the confusing chats where I don’t even realise whether or not I’m speaking Spanish or Arabic, and gone will be the familiar feeling of shame when I can’t remember a simple Arabic word because Spanish has invaded my mind. It is such a shame that my Arabic classes finish so early, this teacher was tough. And when I say tough, I mean really tough, the walls of her office were adorned with certificates stating just how awesome she was, she even had a certificate from Cambridge stating that she was one of the “great minds of the 20th century,” pretty good eh?
She informed me that due to the amount of work I’ve done for my Arabic IV module (the highest level there is at Almería) I will receive a final grade of 7 out of 10, more than enough to satisfy my ERASMUS requirements. She informed me that the exam is there optional, however if I do choose to do it, I could go all the way up to 10.
Why not eh? I decided to say that I’m happy to go for the exam on the 6th of June, I want to try and 100% something!
So my first exam will be in two weeks, after that I’ll only have three more weeks to go, it’s all rather terrifying really, the past god knows how many weeks have gone so quickly, I’m scared that I’ll wake up tomorrow and this adventure will be over.
I still have so much to do! Including:
– Having my mate Kinks here to visit
– Having my parents visit
– Going to Granada
– I would love to go to Cordoba, though it’s preeeeetty far away
– I still need to do my epic bike ride up into the distant mountains
– There are so many more restaurants that I want to go to, and so little time
– In a similar vein, my housemate has yet to teach me some very authentic Spanish recipes
With that in mind, I will be actively setting out to do these things.
Is there anything you think I should do in my time left, are there any particular things that you want me to write about? No matter how obscure the subject, tell me in the comments box below!
EPIC MEAT TIME
And nobody out of the nineish people got food poisoning, happy times…