A few days back my dad wrote me an email. I know what your´re thinking; your dad can use the Internet!? Even John McCain can’t use the Internet; perhaps your father should run for president! To that I respond with what he wrote: “Been reading your blog – the last one was weird. Maybe you can talk about funny life in Spain (yours, your classmates, teachers, etc.)? I’ll see if I can think of anything else for ideas. I don’t like Butterflies – they kind of scare me.”
That’s a completely unaltered piece of text from his email. My blog is weird Dad!? You´re the one who randomly talks about butterflies, sheesh. Now I admit, that quotation is taken very much out of context, but it´s pretty funny though right? Even in context (I had written him an email that talked about the cute little winged creatures for some reason), who would want someone who is afraid of butterflies ruling our nation (though President Bush is afraid of both pretzels and probably cooties)?
The reason I bring his email up though is because for once in his life, he’s actually right. He wasn’t right when he said HD-DVD was the way to go. He wasn’t right when he said the stock market would skyrocket this year. And he definitely wasn’t right the time I fell off the swing set and he said my arm was probably fine and that using the bathroom would make it feel better (it was broken in 4 places).
But this time, he’s right. I’ve been studying abroad in Madrid for a month now and it’s about time I wrote about it. The only problem is, there has been absolutely no “funny life in Spain.” You see, for the last few weeks, I´ve lived in a state of continuous fear (and the occasional feeling of gut wrenching pain when I turn the shower on too hot, but that can happen in the States too)!
Why the never-ending fright? Why the constant fear for my life? You see, I’m 99% sure my apartment is going be robbed soon. I can’t be sure exactly when, but definitely within the next week or so.
Intrigued? Sorry, that story will have to wait for my next post… I’d go into more detail now, but I want to tease you all and leave you on the edge of your seats!! Actually, the story of how I know I’m going to be robbed is a tad long, so I figured if I separated the posts it would be easier to digest.
But seriously, I honestly think I’m going to be robbed, so stay tuned! In the mean time, please watch the following video dramatization of how I think the aforementioned robbery will go down:
