So I've been in Barcelona at International Space University for about a month now. Every moment I've been here makes me feel like I'm always running out of time to do everything I want. This program pushes you to feel exhausted, yet you achieve so much out of it. The logistics aren't well coordinated and the director is a bit of a micromanager, to say the least. However, the people in the program and the lecturers make it worth my time for sure. I feel like...my knowledge of the space world and possible future endevours only continue to open up rather than be hindered. I love observing the group dynamics of everyone...so many people extremely unique that if I was not in this program, I would not have met them. Doctors, rocket scientists, engineers, all together to learn about space.
I've had a pretty up and down month. Overall most of it was up because this program keeps me so busy with just studying and partying, but my rough patch was when my roommate in DC decided to kick me out of my room in order to have her friend stay there....with ALL my furniture, clothes, etc there, waiting for my return in September. Since it was a verbal agreement with facebook contexts that proved that I would have a spot in Sept, she basically went against her word with "unfortunately circumstances change." True, but even a heads up before I left the country would've been nice...I hate when people act shady and all behind the back, it's like people don't have the guts to tell things to your face nowadays.
Well, after sulking for an hour and then trying to look for housing and becoming overwhelmed and getting depressed about it, I finally found a fantastic place downtown. I've been really fortunate to find it in an area I want to be living in and it is close enough for school. It is great to know when friends step up to help and my previous roommate (not the one that kicked me out) went to check out the place on my behalf. What I learned from this experience was that what really hurt was actually the fact I owned furniture and I had called that place my home. And the fact that I thought my roommate was pretty cool but apparently sometimes strangers are more trustworthy than the people closer to you. Then I wonder how Karma effects us in situations like this...though this was a whirlwind to deal with abroad, I feel like the results came out pretty good.
Anyways, above is a pic of the human tower event in Barcelona...well our version of it before the real castellers came into the show. :) I've been very lucky making great friends this summer.
